Star Iron, but the amount of animation

This seems to be a good idea too.

She thought so, but she didn't know how long the boy would stay with her.

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A hundred years passed quietly, and the war broke out again. The fortune teller Fu Xuan received orders to calculate endlessly. The Fengrao people's army formed for the third time and attacked Fanghu Xianzhou. Yuque and Luofu were not far from Fanghu Xianzhou, so they had no choice but to rush to help. The divination results showed that if they went all out to meet the attack, any Xianzhou army participating in the war would face a tragic defeat - but if they insisted on defending, there would be room for recovery.

But the hexagram did not show where the opportunity for a turnaround was. Fu Xuan repeatedly deduced and calculated, but the result of the Qiongguan formation remained unchanged.

"No one will choose to fail." Everything a fortune teller can do is here. Fu Xuan laid out the pros and cons on paper and submitted the divination results to the Shen Ce Mansion. Unsurprisingly, the result of the joint discussion between Emperor Gong Tianjiang was that the Fengrao coalition forces invading Fanghu were huge, and they could not simply take a defensive stance. Luofu and Yuque Cloud Cavalry had to fight to buy time for Yaoqing's troops to arrive.

That day, Fu Xuan witnessed the defeat of the alliance reinforcements through the projection sand table. Bu Liren not only brought a fleet and beasts that covered the sky, but also summoned the living star "Ji Du Mirage" in ancient legends. This evil creature fell towards Fang Hu, and was about to bring disaster to all the lives on it, recreating the tragedy of the destruction of Cangcheng Immortal Boat. And people could only watch its arrival.

Is this really all a fortune teller can do? In his anxiety and anger, Fu Xuan had an extremely bold idea in his mind.

"I want to see General Jing Yuan!"

After meeting the general, the girl expressed her thoughts. With the current strength of Yunqi, it was impossible to win. The only chance was to make the Emperor Bow appear.

Contrary to her expectation, after she said this blasphemous and absurd idea, the slightly tired general in front of her did not show any sneer. She just hesitated for a moment, sighed, and finally nodded: "What do you want to do?"

"The Yuque Immortal Boat has the most important stargazing device in the alliance, the Cloud Mirror. This device can not only be used for observation, it can also send out messages... I mean, use the Sky Ship to transport the Cloud Mirror to Fang Hu and ask for help from the last location of the Emperor Bow Light Arrow. If we race against time, there is still room for everything to turn around before the star falls."

"You are well aware of... the only sign of the Emperor's Bow's coming to the world and the possible consequences, right?"

"Yes. As the proposer of the plan, I am willing to go to the battlefield in person and carry it out."

The girl looked serious, she was fully aware of how shocking the idea she proposed was.

"Thank you for your advice. However, in times of crisis, the Six Imperials should do their best. Besides, you don't have the authority to operate that device. If things get out of control, I, as the one who suggested resigning, will bear all the consequences. I hope Miss Fu doesn't have to worry too much."

Looking at the general's departing back, Fu Xuan suddenly came to his senses and realized the significance of "Six Imperial Guards Working Together to Face the Difficulties": someone who could use the Cloud Mirror with full authority and even send out signals by reading the imperial edicts -

Only Yuque Taibu himself.

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Jing Yuan frowned.

As soon as the young man left, the Rich Alliance was formed. It is hard not to associate the two together.

But it doesn't make sense to try to link the two together.

At least she didn't quite believe that the people of Fengrao would have the courage to attack the Immortal Boat after knowing that Qu'e Ding'an was still alive.

When the young man was still active on the battlefield, he killed nearly half of the Fengrao people by himself. At that time, the Fengrao people's fear of him had even reached a level that could really stop children from crying at night. Whenever he was about to arrive at a battlefield, most of the Fengrao people would run away or surrender directly as long as he released the news.

Is it really just a coincidence...or do they have the confidence to deal with him this time?

The girl couldn't tell for a moment.

There is no time to distinguish them clearly.

The situation is really too urgent now.

An Jing accompanied Dan Heng on the spaceship a few years ago and has not returned since. No one knows where he has gone.

Volume 1: Chapter 230: Those who surrender will not be killed

Although she had already sent a message to the boy and received a reply, she was still unsure when he would arrive.

Jingyuan had to accept a cruel reality.

Perhaps, this time, there is really only that one solution.

Even if a lot of blood is shed.

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A point of light shuttled through the icy and colorful starry sky at an almost incredible speed.

It is clearly as tiny as an invisible point of light in the sky, but the light it emits seems to be brighter than the never-extinguishing stars, and even more dazzling than that of the stars that never go out, and even more impossible to look directly at.

An Jing had a blank expression on his face.

There is always no peace.

He was a little bored.

It seems to have nothing to do with whether there is a war or not.

I don't seem to have a specific idea of ​​what I'm annoyed about.

I just feel that this life is really boring.

Inexplicably tired.

There were so many fetters, like chains, that tied him tightly around in circles. Every time he moved, there were a lot of ding-dong noises, which was very noisy.

The boy didn't know whether he could catch up this time.

He walked a long way with Dan Heng, for fear that some stupid idiot might catch up with him and seek revenge.

But who would have thought that not long after they left, their house was robbed.

There is no choice but to rush back.

Death in the physical sense has already begun to burn your life.

An Jing estimated that the health points he was burning every second would require him to absorb all the living beings on the entire planet of the People of Plenty to barely replenish them.

Fortunately, with endless recovery, he will gain healing effects for every 1000 yards he moves.

And it is a noble percentage, 2.5% of maximum health plus 150 health.

1000 yards, converted to meters, is 914.4 meters, and at his current speed...

It is more than enough to restore a whole tube of blood in an instant.

Therefore, this life can be burned as much as you want, and it can continue to burn until the end of his life span, where no one knows whether he exists or not.

Hopefully I can catch up.

he thought.

If you really can't catch up...

There's nothing we can do about it.

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Her eagle helmet had two pairs of auxiliary eyes, ensuring that she could see the surrounding environment clearly in any lighting conditions. However, the auxiliary eyes were now covered with dried blood, and everything within her sight was stained with rust.

The general woke up from his coma and climbed up from the pile of corpses. Behind him, the "Cloud Mirror" stood like a tall spire towards the sky. On the top of the spire, a ray of light pulsed endlessly, repeating a secret language that only stargazers could decipher. Carrying the wishes of billions of people in the alliance, it prayed to God - at this moment, she and her peers who were lying around and had long since lost their lives had fought until now, just to make this low cry reach the ears of the gods and grant death.

"coming......"

The general murmured, looking up at the sky. She could not see the image of God, nor could she hear His voice, but she could feel the evidence of His arrival: a scorching wave of air suddenly rose up, like a branding iron moving across her skin. Red sparks flew with the blood mist, like a curtain covering the sky, and in the next moment, it was torn apart by a light that could not be looked at directly—

Here it is, the miracle exchanged by the death of countless soldiers. She had witnessed the wreckage of the celestial body that was turned into a dead zone by divine punishment, and she had also fought to chase the trail of this light. She thought that this light was extremely fast, so fast that it did not allow for any distracting thoughts. But she was wrong. That moment was at least enough for her to think of her beloved disciple again:

"Then make a wish. May she walk peacefully—"

The earth was like surging waves, roaring along with the sea of ​​light. She no longer had any worldly thoughts and turned into dust in the light.

——It should be so.

A spot of light hit the light, and she opened her eyes wide, almost unable to believe what she saw.

The miracle...was...broken?

No, it might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that it was shattered. To be more precise, it was knocked to one side and then passed by the immortal boat.

But although she had survived a disaster, she did not feel a single bit of hope in her heart, only coldness remained.

If the Emperor's Bow of Light fails to land successfully, how can they stop the people of abundance?

The general could only come up with one answer, which was——

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the shining star.

As it stopped in mid-air, the dazzling light wrapped around the stars gradually dissipated, revealing the core underneath.

A young man was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the countless living beings below with a calm expression.

The branches on his body surged, and the space around him was blurred and distorted by the extremely high temperature, emitting an incomparably rich yet disgusting breath of life.

An Jing looked at the corpses all over the ground and could hardly see the original ground.

I don’t know if there are any acquaintances here.

Anyway, save him first.

He raised one hand, and in an instant, life blossomed, flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses emerged from the ground.

All those who were still alive, whether they were the people of Fengrao or the soldiers of the Immortal Boat, had their injuries fully recovered.

They looked at their bodies and the strange sights around them blankly, not knowing what was happening. They just looked up subconsciously as their hearts were inexplicably aroused.

In an instant, all eyes on the battlefield were focused on the young man in the sky.

"...The messenger of God..."

The knife in Bu Liren's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He knelt down with a plop and shouted, "It's the messenger of God! The messenger of God is here to help us!"

Almost all the soldiers in the Fengzaomin camp showed ecstasy on their faces, kneeling down and worshiping the young man. They shouted the name of the messenger of God with extreme fanaticism.

An Jing was a little depressed.

After they did this, I felt a little embarrassed to take action.

But it's just a bit embarrassing, and I can just overcome it.

So he turned around and gently pointed at the strange giant star that was about to fall completely from the sky. In an instant, the black and red surface of the giant star was covered by a layer of golden-green vegetation, and then it became smaller little by little until it turned into a small ball, fell into the young man's hand, and melted into his palm.

This time it was refined in an instant.

An Jing looked down at the two groups of people who seemed a little at a loss for a moment.

"Those who surrender will not be killed."

The boy said lazily, raising one hand.

All the people of Abundance were entangled by vines. Their expressions became one of disbelief. They didn't understand why their own envoys would help the hunting minions.

Looking at their expressions, An Jing just found it very interesting.

"Didn't your parents, grandparents, and the like tell you the story of Qu'e Ding'an?"

he asked with a smile.

Then, there was deathly silence.

Volume 1: Chapter 231: A Wasted Trip

"Remove evil... and stabilize... peace?"

An old soldier muttered and repeated it with some fear. Suddenly, his legs began to tremble and he felt that he had no strength in his body. If it were not for the vines wrapped around his body to support him, he would have fallen to the ground immediately.

On the battlefield, most of the veteran soldiers who were considered to be of some age had reactions similar to its own.

However, the new generation of pawns were a little confused at first, as they had not heard of these four words much.

This is not their fault.

Back then, the young man killed almost all of the people in the Fengrao Alliance, but the funny thing was, because he killed too many people, the surviving Fengrao people didn't even dare to think about revenge, and almost wiped out the existence of Qu'e Ding'an in the history of the entire Fengrao People's Alliance. No one was allowed to mention it, lest the new generation grow up under that shadow and be unable to hold up their backs.

Although such a thing could not be covered up no matter what, few people in Fengrao would have the leisure to delve into the buried history, so they managed to conceal most of it, and by deceiving themselves and others, they were able to forget the pain after the wound healed. Otherwise, how could they dare to invade the Immortal Boat again?

"How could you...how could you still be alive! Weren't you already dead?! Weren't you shot to death by that evil bow?!"

A Bu Lichaofu who was relatively knowledgeable shouted almost in despair.

The soldiers of the Immortal Boat, whose morale was originally extremely low, were no less confused than the rich people.

They looked down at their bodies which were intact and even stronger than at the beginning, then looked up at the sky, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.