Twilight War

Chapter84 Divine Phoenix Tyrant

You see people in this world are selfish, greedy, and stupid; but it doesn't matter, because I am just like them, selfish, greedy, and stupid.

01

Vanner Empire, Corinth.

The workers who overhauled the train tracks knocked on the rails in the underground tunnel with a listening hammer. The sound of metal knocking echoed in the long tunnel, reminiscent of people walking in caves a long time ago.

He will go back after checking a section further, and he often sighs that the person who built the Corinthian rail car system must be a genius.It's a pity that the construction was not completed. It was like a peerless work of art that was only half painted in a hurry and was discarded here.

Of course, he is the only one who thinks this way. He is the only one who is very old and has no wife. He regards the rail car system as a work of art.

He lifted the horse lantern beside him, turned on the wick, and the yellow light illuminated the words written in black paint on the tunnel wall.

——What is burning is the blood of ancient beasts.

I don't know who is so boring to write such inexplicable words.

He lowered his body and continued to knock on the track, but he heard the sound of stones being kicked away in front of him. He raised the lantern, and the light of the lantern cast a long shadow on the figure of the person coming.

Seeing that it was a handsome young man, he was a little relieved.

After all, the boy looks kind.

"It's so late..." He tried to figure out what to say and wanted to ask the boy what he was doing here.

"It's getting late, and I want to go back early. I know this road is a shortcut. It takes an hour from the top, and half an hour from the bottom." The young man answered him directly.

"Oh." He nodded, without thinking too much about how there is no way to get closer from below.

Huang Xuanjin walked through the lantern light, which illuminated his bloody white shirt, and then walked into the darkness again.

The boy's white shirt was covered with a piece of scarlet cloud brocade.

The man turned his head with the lantern in his hand, wondering if he saw something.

But then left in another direction.

The light and the boy walked away from each other.

……

Five metal gates opened in front of Huangxuan Jin one by one. He picked up the hairpin of the poinciana on the ground, and looked at the skeleton of Yemengard in front of him.

The huge snake's head was facing him, and its eye sockets the size of a well mouth looked at him.

Huangxuanjin drew the flame emblem on the forehead of Yemengade's head with his ring finger, and the blood soaked into the bones.

Red bone flowers slowly grew out of Yermungandr's body, and Yermungandr's bones showed a color that seemed to flow like brilliance, like silver.

"No matter what you came here for, I advise you not to." A man's voice sounded behind him.

He smelled the cool breath of the god-favored flower.

"Is Your Highness recovering?" he asked.

Wisper did not answer.

"I'm here because I want to understand one thing." Huang Xuanjin said to himself.

"what?"

"In the past, my master told me that the three realms of all living beings are like a house of fire. I don't take it seriously. The three realms are like a house of fire. Then I will make a sword in the furnace. The karmic fire of all things is the flame that forges me." Huangxuan Jin put down his hand, Gujing's eyes were still looking at Yemengard's head, "But I understand now. I am not a sword in the furnace, I am coal fire, and firewood. I am the firewood that ignites the fire of the three realms of all beings."

"All sentient beings want to burn me, then I will ignite the greatest karmic fire!"

Huangxuanjin suddenly drew his sword and turned around, striking Vihipel with a fierce blow.

Vehipel retreated to avoid the young man's sword, but was cut by the sword wind.

There was the buzzing sound of the soul domain in the air, and Vihipel launched the soul domain in the narrow underground tunnel, but the boy swung his sword without hesitation.

The cold light cut through the ancient words of Ruen.

Wihipel swung his gun to block the boy's blow.

"I gave this gun to Your Highness." Huang Xuanjin looked down at the gun in Wisipel's hand, "Your Highness can use it according to his wishes."

He then drew his sword sideways, but was dodged by Wisipel.

After a long time, blood flowed down from Huangxuan Jin's arm.

Huangxuanjin ran towards the metal door, and just as Wisipel walked out of the metal door, Huangxuanjin suddenly bullied him.

He rammed directly at the head of Wisipel's gun, and Wisipel quickly drew his gun.

The dagger in the young man's hand pressed against Wisipel's neck, "Your Highness, you said that I would not be hurt in your soul domain."

He chuckled lightly, blood spattered on his chin, and that face was now so pretty that it was coquettish.

"You lied to me."

The man who overhauled the track came back, holding a lantern, which illuminated the two people who were overlapping each other.

The man quickly removed the lamp and cursed shamelessly.

Huangxuan Jin lay on Wisipel's neck, raised his eyes and looked at Wissipel.

The dagger cut Visipel's neck, and blood flowed down the blade. Huangxuan Jin lowered his head and licked the blood on the blade.

The wound on his arm is slowly healing.

"Your Highness is the only one who can heal me." He pressed on Vehipel's chest, and pulled the skirt of Vehipel's chest with his hands. Under the skirt was the wound injured by his sword, and the blood stained the young man's body. palm.He wanted Vichypel to hurt as much as he hurt.

"Shameless." The overhaul man left cursing. He just walked to the intersection and suddenly felt the whole ground trembling.

The stones on the rails vibrated.

The giant bone snake broke through the ground!

The crimson flame emblem was painted on Jormungandr's head, and bloody veins flowed on Jormungandr's bones.

The man who was overhauling fell to the ground, looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of him.

Huang Xuanjin let go of Vehipel's skirt, and the huge bone snake passed by him. He held a part of the bone snake's bone, and turned over.

02

In Chang'an, the master and the dancer on Hu Yulou drank wine and whispered about today's situation in Chang'an.

"Have you heard that King Fu is coming to court today, and this Zichen Palace has not been open for several months since Emperor Changgeng's time."

The dancing girl pushed the young master beside him unhappily, "It's useless to talk about it, I want the rouge you bought for me."

The man drank green plum wine, his clothes were scattered, "I'm talking about a serious matter, a big one!"

A huge shadow passed across Suzaku Avenue, and everyone on the fifty-foot-wide main road looked up at the behemoth above.

The young master who was drinking in Hu Yulou also looked out the window, and then looked at the bottom of the sapphire cup in his hand, "Could it be that I drank too much."

In front of Zichen Palace, the fish bag on the waist of the officials in Feiyi vibrated.

"Your Majesty, I had a vision in the sky last night, the dragon's tail is on the ground." Dr. Guanglu, who played the role, has changed his title to His Majesty.

Fu Wang held the jade formula in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the officials in the hall, "Dragon Tail Fuchen...then what do you think of Ai Qing?"

"Heaven has a vision, because I have come."

The scarlet cloud brocade young man stepped into the hall, he raised his head and looked at the person on the throne.

King Fu jumped up from the throne, "Where is General Huben! Where is Tianpei Army!"

"They are all dead." Huang Xuanjin said.

The red flowers were blown into the Zichen Hall, and everyone looked outside the hall. On the square paved with white jade, red bone flowers were in full bloom.And under the flowers is a hard armor.

The people in the armor have long since died and turned into the soil where the bones grow.

The wind blew, revealing an iron blue armor.

Huang Xuanjin turned his head and waved.

In an instant, the bones and flowers all over the city seemed to come alive. They left the armor and turned into countless red fireflies. They flapped their red wings, flew into the Zichen Palace, and landed on the officials in scarlet clothes .

When it falls, it becomes a flower and takes root in the soil.

Shouts echoed throughout the hall.

Fu Wang stood on the dandelion and looked at the young man walking towards him in despair, "All this is mine!"

"That's it!"

"...It's mine."

"It took me a lot to realize that nothing in this world is yours." Huangxuan Jin walked up to the throne from the steps on the right, looked at King Fu wearing a white jade crown, "It was a great price. "

The dagger in his hand pierced Fu Wang's arms, and blood stained the boy's hand red.

Huangxuan Jin raised his head to look at the lotus algae well in the temple, and seemed to be able to smell the 800-year-old dust in it.

When he came back, he was going to be the firewood for the furnace, and he was going to burn all the rotten threads that had been piled up in Donghuang for 800 years.

Everyone was performing a beautiful shadow play behind the white curtain, but he insisted on breaking the sky.

He laughed, and pushed Fuwang's body down the tangled dandelion of Yunlong.

"Those who kneel down can live," he said.

The hall fell silent, followed by the sound of the fish bag falling to the ground.

Mantang Feiyi knelt in the light of the Zichen Palace and the sea of ​​lights.

Huang Xuanjin smiled, he was laughing foolishly.

He sat down, not on the throne, but under it.As if a long time ago, Long Chengyu was sitting in front of his bed with his bloody coat in his arms.

He brushed away the black hair hanging from the side of his face with his blood-stained hands, but more blood stained his face.He looked down at the blood on his hand, a little dazed, then leaned on his head again, smiling and looking at the lotus caisson.

Like a shepherd boy who came out to look at the stars at night in the countryside.

……

The young man became the tyrant of the Divine Phoenix in the history books. He didn't have his own emperor title or temple title.He didn't even start his own dynasty.Historians deny that he was once the ruler of the land.

They didn't even dare to record his name in the history books, they were afraid that his name would burn the whole volume of Danqing.But everyone called him—the Divine Phoenix Tyrant.

03

"Come on, come here, tell me what the emperor wants to do to be interesting." Huang Xuanjin sat on the sweet squirrel, beckoning to everyone with his bloody right hand, his palm turned inward, his eyes were a little hazy.

"Li Yuanchun, the leader of the Zhongshu sect, that is, the prime minister, you come first." Huang Xuanjin didn't look at him, "Come and tell me how to make this emperor fun."

"I think that the harem should be widely accepted, and a towering palace should be built." Li Yuanchun answered with a bow.

Huangxuan Jin shook his head, "It's boring, a beauty becomes a dry bone, and a palace becomes burning charcoal."

"Your Majesty wants to help the world? Then we will revise the political law and change the taxes..." Li Yuanchun quickly changed his mind.

"It's boring." Huang Xuanjin shook his head.

"Next." He waved decisively, and after waving, he looked up at Li Yuanchun again, "You didn't answer well, so you'll be downgraded to picking up things."

So everyone spoke respectfully in front of him one by one, some said that the Great Wall should be rebuilt to promote the king's prestige, some said that the world would be amnesty, and some even came up with various ways to have fun.

"None of them are interesting." Huang Xuanjin said.

"General Tianquan, it's your turn." Huang Xuanjin turned his head to look at the man who was like an iron sculpture who had never said a word.

"Young Master Jin likes to use a sword?" General Tianquan said.

"I like it." Huang Xuanjin said.

"There is a sword in the world, the Sword of the Son of Heaven. It can kill thousands of people, take over the power of the world, and its power can last forever. Beauty can wither, and palaces can be rotten, but once the sword of the Son of Heaven is out of its sheath, millions of people will cry for it; Swing it, the blood stains the mountains and rivers; if it is put into the sheath for a hundred years, it will be shelved, and there will still be survivors in the world."

"What is this Tianzi Sword?" Huangxuan Jin asked on the Danxiu.

"War." General Tianquan looked up at the boy.

All the lights in the hall dimmed.

War is a sword that can kill thousands of people. Once it is swung, parents will cry and children will cry.But war is immortal.

A hundred years have passed, and everything is carved on the bones under the loess.

"Okay! It's time for war!" Huangxuan Jin suddenly stood up on the dandelion, and the scarlet cloud brocade surged darkly in the sea of ​​lights, "I want a war that future generations will have to remember!"

"I want this war to ignite the whole world!" He walked down the steps and passed through the hall full of officials in scarlet clothes.

"I also want an army, I want an army that can ignite the sky for me!" He waved his sleeves in the hall.

"Donghuang has 50 troops, ready to be dispatched by His Majesty at any time." General Tianquan raised his coat and knelt in the hall.

Huang Xuanjin shook his head, "No, the army I want must obey me completely. I want an army completely obey me."

"I want an army willing to fight for what I point my sword at!"