Start with the gods

Chapter 491 The Truth
Sin State is a piece of middle and lower-level state land in the upper boundary, but its area is really not small. It is 3000 million miles from east to west and 8000 million miles from north to south, which can be regarded as vast.

Therefore, the vision happening here at this time is naturally earth-shattering, and dozens of nearby states have all noticed it. Only those states that are far away have not received the news yet.

The ruins of the capital of the Stone Kingdom, as the starting point of this incident, naturally experienced the most drastic changes here.

The rain of aura poured down majesticly, moistening the ruins full of rubble and rubble, slowly giving birth to greenery.

Some grass and flowers emerged from the ground along the gaps, growing and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It didn't take long for this area to become lush and lush, with flowers in full bloom, trees and trees shady, everything revived, and full of vitality.

In some areas, all kinds of elixir also grow. Under the water of the heavy rain of spiritual energy, they grow extremely fast, and a few plants even have the embryonic form of the holy elixir.

The hundreds of thousands of people from the Stone and Fire tribes who lived there had also undergone tremendous changes. Compared with before, they were vastly different.

Almost half of them have broken through the original realm. Although the others have not broken through, their own roots and background have also improved a lot, and the road ahead is bright.

Of course, the ones who benefit the most are people with strong bloodlines like Qin Hao, Huo Ling'er, Huo Huang, and Shi Yunfeng.

If Guo Yu hadn't suppressed them, some of them might have been unable to control themselves and directly ignited the divine fire.

However, despite obtaining such great benefits, no one cheered, and the entire area was quiet.

Everyone fell into a daze at this moment, their eyes were blank, and they were staring at the boulder in the center, as if they had an epiphany.

At the same time, with the improvement of everyone's cultivation base, their qi and blood also skyrocketed, causing the sin blood symbol on their foreheads to become more and more bright.

Time passed slowly, and the heavy rain of spiritual energy stopped, however, a more spectacular scene appeared.

"Wong..."

The extremely huge blood-red "crime" suddenly shone with dazzling light, and an astonishing scene appeared in the sky, and there was a faint sound.

That is... an ancient giant city, and a vast and boundless battlefield, screaming to kill and shaking the sky, where the strong can catch the stars and catch the moon, each one is ridiculously strong.

The city was extremely strong and unbelievably large, like a world.

On that battlefield, there were fluctuations of the highest power of the Divine Dao level, and there were runes rushing up, which made many stars in the sky fall.

The battle is too fierce to imagine!
Then, the war ended, the enemy was successfully repelled, the whole city was boiling, and everyone was cheering.

In the center of the crowd were seven extraordinarily tall figures, like invincible kings, majestic and majestic, looking down on the world.

"The Suzaku King! The Suzaku King! The Suzaku King!..."

"Human King! Human King! Human King!..."

"Dragon King! Dragon King! Dragon King!..."

……

All around, the turbulent crowd was divided into dozens of groups, distributed in various parts of the city, kneeling on the ground, facing the seven people, shouting loudly, celebrating this victory.

Then, the foreheads of these people radiated light at the same time, soaring into the sky, they joined together, smashed the clouds, pierced the sky, and formed a pattern in the shape of the word "sin".

The whole city seemed to be bathed in the radiance of the gods, sending out mysterious powers that poured into the bodies of these people, making the marks on their foreheads clearer.

Obviously, this is a reward from the city to these people, making their shouts louder and more passionate.

However, it didn't take long for the war to start again.

The number of enemies is much more than last time, and they are also much stronger, coming very fast.

The two sides fought wildly on the open battlefield around the city. The fierce battle lasted for a long time before it ended. These people once again successfully defended.

Immediately afterwards, scenes of fierce battles were displayed in the sky. Under the leadership of the seven kings, everyone fought bravely, putting aside their own safety, showing extraordinary bravery, and successfully repelled the enemy time and time again.

But there are too many enemies, and they don't care about sacrifices at all, as if they have a steady stream of reserve troops, continuously attacking this mighty city.

Sometimes the war just stops, and the next one starts immediately; sometimes you can rest for a while, but you have to face a larger-scale fierce battle; sometimes you have to deal with the enemy's crazy offensives one after another like waves, and sometimes...

As the war continued, although these people were still brave, they gradually fell into decline, and the situation became more and more dangerous.

The young and strong in the city died one by one, and as a last resort, the old and weak women and children also joined the battle. It was both tragic and desolate, and it made people want to cry.

Although the original seven extremely powerful kings were still tall, they had long since lost their former composure. After each fierce battle, they were covered in blood and suffered serious injuries. They walked back to the city with each other's support.

Time passed, and slowly, someone among the seven kings finally fell down, sitting in the city alive, burning his own flesh and bones to support this giant city.

"We are still fighting in the frontier, sealing off the world, and protecting our homeland, but if we really can't hold on anymore, what about the latecomers? The covenant..."

That was the voice of the six kings who were still alive. Their tall figures, blood-stained and scarred, supported each other, and looked particularly bleak under the setting sun.

At this time, the hundreds of thousands of people from the Stone Kingdom and the Fire Kingdom on the ground suddenly trembled violently, and the lines on their foreheads gradually became illusory, flickering and flickering.

"Ong!"

The picture revealed in the sky disappeared, and the huge "sin" also became dim, and then collapsed, leaving only the blood-colored clouds floating away into the distance.

"Where are you, where is Bianhuang?" Qin Hao woke up first and shouted miserably, his cheeks covered with tears.

"Are these our ancestors? They fought bloody battles in the ancient border city just to guard their own homeland?" Huo Ling'er burst into tears, unable to believe that the ancestors were in such a situation.

"This is our ancestors, who fought bloody battles against the isolated city and never flinched. Are they still alive?"

"It turns out that we are all descendants of the seven kings, and we have inherited their incomparably noble blood in our bodies!"

Others also regained consciousness one after another. They all shed tears, their expressions were full of sadness, and they sighed endlessly.

"We are not sinners... the blood flowing in the body is not dirty, it is glory, it records the achievements and glory of the past."

"We... are not bloody people. Our ancestors... are still fighting there, sealing off the world and cutting off their retreat. They are still fighting bloody battles, guarding the borderlands."

At the same time, in other parts of the Sin State, all the descendants of the King-Sealer who saw those scenes burst into tears.

For countless years in the past, the descendants of those who returned from the original imperial city were slandered by many great religions as sinful blood. Proclaim it in your mouth.

But now, the picture revealed in the sky clearly tells the people of the world that they have never been sinners.

Their ancestors were at the forefront of the battlefield, giving up life and death and cutting off all retreats just to protect their homes behind them.

"We are not descendants of blood! We are descendants of heroes!"

At this moment, I don't know how many descendants of the king's bloodline roared with grief and anger. They vented their long-suppressed emotions to their heart's content, telling their grievances like children.

(End of this chapter)