Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

Jing Ke swallowed hard.

Cold sweat had soaked through his tattered clothes.

[Is this supposed to be a royal palace?]

This must be a meeting place for the gods!!!

I'm just a mortal with no magical powers...

[Holding a broken dagger.]

[To assassinate someone in a place like this?!]

[I was just on the banks of the Yi River. Was I out of my mind to agree to this kind of task?!?!]

Jing Ke began to question the meaning of life.

He even had an urge to turn around and run away.

"stop."

Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out above Jing Ke's head.

Jing Ke was startled and abruptly raised his head.

In front of the enormous vermilion gate of the Golden Palace.

There was a person standing there.

A man wearing heavy blue chainmail and a helmet, with only his eyes showing.

General Dan Heng, the Grand General Who Protects the Nation.

At this moment, Danheng stood like an insurmountable steel gatekeeper, firmly blocking the center of the palace gate.

He exuded a murderous aura at all times!

The moment Jing Ke met Dan Heng's eyes.

I felt a chill run from the top of my head straight to the soles of my feet.

My legs went weak.

With a "thump"!

Completely unable to control his body, he knelt down directly in front of Dan Heng!

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the tattered sack covering his body.

What a terrifying look...

That's the look you give a dead person!

Did he spot me?

Did he see through my disguise?

Jing Ke's heart pounded violently, and his hand had already quietly reached for his collar.

Hidden inside his collar was a deadly poison.

If he is discovered, he will not hesitate to bite his fangs and commit suicide rather than fall into the hands of these perverts and suffer endless torture!

……

"What are you carrying on your back?"

Dan Heng looked down at Jing Ke, who was kneeling on the ground trembling like a sieve.

His voice was as cold as an ice scalpel.

Jing Ke swallowed hard, forcing himself to remain calm, and answered in a trembling voice:

"Replying to...replying to the General..."

"I am... I have been ordered to present this treasure to His Majesty."

"On his back is... a masterpiece of painting..."

"A scroll painting?"

Dan Heng frowned slightly.

His cold, blue eyes were fixed on the ten-meter-long scroll on Jing Ke's back.

A hint of doubt and extreme vigilance flashed in his eyes.

The various persecutions that Sui Xing had suffered during this period had caused him to become somewhat neurasthenic.

He had to subject anything that came near the shattered star to the most rigorous inspection!

Moreover, such a large and suspicious painting tube!

What if there's some high-risk energy source inside that's harmful to her body?!

"Take it off."

Danheng commanded:

"Open."

……

Jing Ke's heart leaped into his throat.

【It’s over! 】

He wants to inspect the scroll!

The dagger was hidden right in the very center of the painting!

If he notices something amiss...

Jing Ke gritted his teeth and slowly untied the painting tube from his back.

With trembling hands, he slowly unfurled the scroll on the ground.

"Splash..."

The ten-meter-long "Ten Thousand Miles of Pots, Bowls and Ladles" painting slowly unfolded before Dan Heng.

……

Danheng lowered his head.

My gaze fell on the painting.

moment.

He was stunned.

The painting is densely covered with extremely realistic depictions of pressure cookers, frying pans, stainless steel strainers, and various heavy kitchen utensils.

The art style is wild, and it even smells of cooking oil.

"..."

Danheng looked at this bizarre painting.

His lips twitched uncontrollably.

What the hell is this thing?!

What kind of lunatic would draw something like this to present as a treasure?

But then, Danheng suddenly saw Suixing's face, which was happily gnawing on a piece of tin.

He was silent.

[If this were anyone else, it would be an absolute insult.]

But if it were her...

[The painting is filled with pots and pans; it seems to be catering to their tastes.]

Dan Heng sighed.

It seems that this was indeed just an ordinary person offering a treasure to curry favor with that "gluttonous tyrant".

To ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Dan Heng still gripped the Cloud-Striking Spear tightly in his hand.

"bass!"

A cold glint flashed from the tip of the gun.

He used the tip of his gun to gently tease the ten-meter-long scroll.

Inspect it inch by inch.

It passed over the pressure cooker.

Slide it across the frying pan.

Slide across the largest black iron pot...

……

Just as the tip of the spear reached its final stroke.

Jing Ke's heart stopped beating completely!

He closed his eyes tightly.

【It’s over! 】

The dagger is hidden at the very back of the painting!

[We've been exposed!]

Jing Ke's teeth had already touched the poison inside his collar.

Get ready to crush it!

At this critical moment!

"Alright."

Dan Heng's voice suddenly rang out above Jing Ke's head.

With a hint of impatience and a deep sense of helplessness.

"Go in."

……

"Why?"

Jing Ke suddenly opened his eyes.

He almost swallowed the poison pill in his mouth.

He looked at Danheng in disbelief.

"General..."

"You...you're not going to investigate anymore?"

Dan Heng sheathed his spear and gave him a cold glance.

"I've looked at it; it's just a pile of useless scraps of paper."

Dan Heng turned around and made way for him.

His tone conveyed a deep sense of powerlessness:

"Go in."

"This kind of ordinary painting..."

"Let her watch it if she wants; it won't make her sick."

……

Jing Ke: ? ? ?

But Jing Ke couldn't care less about that anymore.

He was overwhelmed with elation at escaping death.

He scrambled up the scroll and carried it on his back.

"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"

He jogged and rushed into the open gates of the Golden Palace.

……

……

The moment I stepped into the Golden Palace.

Jing Ke took a deep breath.

His eyes instantly became incredibly resolute, cold, and filled with a murderous intent that showed no fear of death!

[Finally in!]

[The hatred of three thousand brothers! The shame of the refugee alley!]

Today, we will wash away this tyrant's infamy with his blood!

He raised his head.

My gaze traveled through the long hall and landed squarely on the dragon throne at the very top.

Get ready to witness the true face of that legendary, monstrous emperor with a blue face and fangs, cruel and ruthless!

however.

When his gaze finally settled clearly on the figure on the dragon throne.

……

"Clang!!!"

The scroll on Jing Ke's back was ten meters long.

It slid right off his trembling shoulders.

It slammed heavily onto the white jade floor.

It felt like I'd been struck by lightning!

This is...

Is it a carbon-based life form?!

……

On the dragon throne.

Shattered Star was slumped in an extremely contorted posture.

Her tattered dragon robe could not conceal the terrible state of her body at all.

Jing Ke lowered his head.

He touched the short dagger, only three inches long and coated with deadly poison, hidden in the scroll.

He raised his head again.

I looked at the exposed, stark white bones of the Shattered Star, which were as white as alloy steel plates.

And that huge, transparent hole that didn't even have any internal organs.

……

Jing Ke's tears.

With a "whoosh".

It gushed out directly.

despair.

An unprecedented despair instantly overwhelmed him.

This is...

How the hell am I supposed to assassinate someone like this?!

My poisoned dagger...

[If you stab it into the bone, the dagger will break, right?!]

Jing Ke knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Which bastard is it?!

"You want me to assassinate something like this?! !!!"