Colosseum, viewing platform.
"Your Majesty."
A concubine with fair skin and golden hair, accompanied by two maids, walked up to Istar, holding a pure gold in her hand dinner plate.
The dinner plate contained some delicious pastries, as well as a pipe made from a baby's left leg bone. The gold wire hollowing out process showed the craftsmanship of the maker.
Istar picked up the pipe, and the blond concubine put the dark red tobacco into it and lit it for him with her own hands.
After taking a deep breath, Istar puffed up the mist, and then became energetic: "Praise to the Supreme Will, the efficacy of Lingsi Grass has been improved again."
"It's all thanks to His Majesty Hong Fuqi God, otherwise how could there be an Iron Fury Empire? Where is Zhengsheng today?"
"Hahaha, Isabella, your little mouth is so sweet."
Istar caressed my concubine lovingly. The delicate face, the heart is extremely happy.
I think back then, I was just a prince of a small kingdom. After repeated defeats in the wars with neighboring countries, my national power was weakened to the extreme, and I was almost annexed by the enemy.
But with the coming of the supreme will, everything changed!
“The Iron Fury clan is a country blessed by the gods, and all the territories within my sight will be the promised land given to me by the gods!”
Istar is filled with pride and pride. , the invincibility of steam armor and steam tanks made him full of confidence. One day, even the rumored Dongfang would crawl at his feet.
"Your Majesty, the ceremony has begun."
A priest in red robes stood respectfully in front of Istar, his eyes full of fanaticism and admiration.
The Iron Fury Empire is a country that combines politics and religion. The emperor is not only the supreme ruler of the empire, but also the incarnation of the gods in the human world. The first article engraved by Tasteir on the Black Iron Code is, 'Only the emperor can interpret the gods' oracles. Word'.
Tasteel, who holds the divine power and political power, is the supreme master of the Iron Fury Empire.
So when he stood up from the viewing platform, the entire Colosseum was boiling, and the sound of mountains and tsunamis almost overturned the sky.
"The supreme will is above! The empire is the master of all things!"
"Long live your majesty! The glorious warriors will be invincible!"
Tasteer enjoyed the cheers and praises of his subjects, and then pressed his hands. Suddenly, the entire Colosseum fell silent, and everyone was waiting for the emperor's instructions.
“The festival begins!”
“Wow!!!”
Amidst the cheers that echoed through the sky, seven female prisoners in gorgeous costumes were driven to the Colosseum. In the center, they have fair skin, well-proportioned figures, and even their looks are first-class stunning.
At this time, he was wearing a close-fitting leather armor, which outlined his seductive curves. At the same time, a large area of snow-white skin was exposed, shining under the sunlight.
Many people recognized their identities.
“Oh my God, the Supreme Will is above, and she is the princess of the Silver Wing Royal Family!”
“She was still a little girl back then, but I didn’t expect that she has grown so big now.”
“Isn’t she the eldest daughter of Count White Shield, the most powerful official in the Taran Kingdom?”
“And the saint of the Earth Mother Order!”
"It's so exciting!"
"Such a beautiful thing should be dedicated to the supreme will to prove the piety of the empire!"
Countless people showed enthusiastic expressions, and even Some people are still praying desperately, eager to receive the blessings of the Supreme Will.
Because every sacrifice ceremony can give birth to a powerful fighter!
Machines are the aristocratic class of the Iron Fury Empire, just like the knights of the old times. However, the machine no longer relies on weapons, armor and horses to fight. Instead, they drive steam armor and wield chain swords. Kill everyone on the battlefield and gain unlimited glory.
Wang Junfeng, who sneaked into the Colosseum as a wealthy businessman, looked at the scene in front of him with indifferent eyes, and in his heart he was even more contemptuous of the folk customs of the Iron Fury Empire: "What a bunch of hopeless barbarians."
Accompanying A young soldier was obviously new here. He couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Sir, why are they all holding weapons? Could it be that they are all armed with weapons?" Are they all gladiators? They look a bit weak..."
Wang Junfeng replied in a cold voice: "No, they are sacrifices."
"Sacrifice?"
The young soldier was stunned: "The Iron Fury Empire is still performing blood sacrifices with living people?"
This kind of thing is a serious crime in Daqi.
Once it happens, all local officials will be held responsible. At the least, they will lose their official position and never be hired. At the most, they will directly ask the queen to be executed and the whole family will be distributed.
But in the Iron Fury Empire, it is a matter of course to use living people as sacrifices, because humans are the most spiritual creatures in the world and are the sacrifices that can best please the gods.
And the more noble the identity of the sacrifice and the more painful it is before death, the better the effect of the sacrifice will be, and then the gods will send blessings to enhance the spirituality of some lucky people, allowing them to gain stronger hearts. Strength, you can control the steam armor more freely.
As for ordinary soldiers, who are not smart enough to control complex steam armors, they can only squeeze five or six people into the narrow cockpit of a steam tank to serve as tank soldiers.
This is a hard job, and normal people simply cannot bear the tremors and smoke after the steam tank is started.
Wang Junfeng watched with cold eyes, but his mood was very solemn: "Supreme Will, who are you..."
Supreme Will, the only true god worshiped by the Iron Fury Empire, once sent blessings, The Iron Fury clan grew rapidly. In just a dozen years, they swept across the vast Sunset Land, unified all the countries along the White Sea and the Black Sea, and ruled an extremely vast territory.
Obviously, such a person made Wang Junfeng very worried: 'The sacred study of heaven and man, the martial arts are unparalleled, but can it really defeat a god? ’
Just when Wang Junfeng was worried, the festival quickly entered the main stage.
Roar~
The fence on the other side of the Colosseum was lifted hard by two Dreadnought-class steam mechas, and then there was a deafening roar of a beast, and a four- to five-meter-long mutant lion was seen walking out of the iron cage.
Its flesh and blood has undergone unknown distortions. It has two heads and three tails, and the end of the tail is a scorpion stinger. The mucus dripping from it makes a rustling sound when it falls on the soil. The sound quickly polluted a large area.
Two-headed Manticore!
These are mutated creatures that began to appear one after another after the advent of the gods. They seem to be failed products of genetic fusion. They are crazy and bloodthirsty, and cannot be tamed.
Wherever it goes, it will only set off a terrifying killing spree.
A group of pampered aristocratic ladies, with their delicate looks, they do not look like opponents to the monster in front of them.
In fact, even a team of fully armed knights will only become the opponent's feed in front of the two-headed manticore, and eventually turn into a pile of organic fertilizer.
“How scary!”
“Mom, take me home quickly!”
"I don't want to fight such a monster!"
The cries of the noble ladies stimulated the two-headed manticore's wild nature. After being hungry for three days, it launched a direct attack and struck with one bite. A young girl was torn into pieces, with blood splattering everywhere.
The audience in the Colosseum cheered loudly. They were enjoying this moment very much. The torture of their enemies was the most delicious wine in the world.
Once you drink it, you will be deeply obsessed with the taste.
Especially these pure aristocratic girls, the more beautiful they are, the stronger the sensory stimulation they can bring when tearing this beautiful moment apart.
"Yes, that's it, tear them apart!"
"Praise the Supreme Will!"
"O God, please look at all this! We will give everything we have just to get it Your appreciation! ”
Fanatical thoughts are extremely contagious. Over the boiling Colosseum, an invisible door slowly opens, and the spiritual light falls from the spiritual world to the world, illuminating this area. Wild and foreign land.
Wang Junfeng is a martial arts expert who has opened the Eight Doors, so his life has already undergone eight transformations. His powerful spiritual sense allows him to perceive areas that ordinary people cannot perceive.
He suddenly raised his head, trembling in his heart: "The passage to the spiritual world was opened? And in this way!"
Afterwards, through observation, he suddenly understood the truth of the sacrifice: "I have always thought that the sacrifice was Quality is the key, but in fact, sacrifices are just used to mobilize the audience. The bait of public emotions, what really opens the channel to the spiritual world is the power of thinking gathered by the audience.”
Although the method is barbaric and cruel, there is no doubt that this method is very effective. This method is obviously much simpler and more crude when it comes to martial arts masters' entrance into concentration.
Use the death of a noble girl to arouse the emotions of the audience, and then guide this excited thinking to the supreme will, and knock on the door to the spiritual world through devout faith.
“It turns out that this is the truth about spiritual blessings.”
Wang Junfeng became murderous at this moment: "These barbarians must not be allowed to enter the Central Plains, otherwise they will sacrifice countless people as sacrifices to the so-called gods."
He thought of his gentle and virtuous wife at home. , thinking of his lovely and smart daughter. He did not dare to think about the tragic situation of them becoming sacrifices. It was definitely a horrific scene that ordinary people could not bear to witness.
“Only dead barbarians are good barbarians.”
Wang Junfeng clenched his fists. Just as he was about to take action, someone moved faster than him. .
咻~咻~咻~
The bow strings vibrated and the crossbow bolts fired. A group of women suddenly took action at this moment. They took out the stringed bows and crossbows from under their skirts and pointed them at the bloody Emperor Yis not far away. Tal was a salvo.
Unfortunately, Istar dodged all three crossbow arrows in time. His seat was a mechanical wonder. He sensed the danger when the crossbow arrows came, and turned them in time, using a shield-like metal The back of the chair blocked all attacks.
“Damn it! There is an assassin!”
“It’s a fanatical believer of the Earth Mother Cult!”
"Kill these despicable heretics!"
The imperial guards beside the emperor reacted very quickly. They raised their steam rifles and fired mercilessly in the direction of the assassins, without any regard. And there are other viewers there.
In their hearts, no one’s life is more valuable than the emperor’s life!
“Kill these minions of the false emperor!”
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Near the emperor's viewing platform, a burly female warrior suddenly rose up and launched a surprise attack with an iron sword in her hand. She held two short spears made of fine steel in her hands. With all her strength, she could pierce even metal armor in an instant.
The Earth Mother Cult was originally a local religion located between the Black Sea and the White Sea. It originated from the belief in Mother Earth and was respected by many city-states.
But the advent of the Supreme Will changed everything. The conflict of beliefs led to the Earth Mother Cult being brutally persecuted. A large number of believers were massacred or forcibly converted. It can be said that the two sides have long had a bloody feud.
As for this assassination, the Earth Mother Cult had planned it for a long time.
In the crowd, Wang Junfeng looked at Herbert and said to him through a secret transmission: "This is a good opportunity, let us completely amplify this chaos."
Herbert nodded: "This is a good idea!"
Both of them obviously planned to take advantage of the chaotic situation and mobilize the defense forces of the City of God's Forge to make them exhausted.
In this way, I will have the opportunity to seize the steam core and send things away without anyone noticing.
“Kill!”
The assassins of the Earth Mother Cult are not afraid of death. For them, faith is something higher than life, and it is a concept that they must defend even to the death.
"For the glory of Mother Earth!"
Behind the burly female assassin, dozens of warriors risked their lives to kill Istar. Even if their companions were killed by steam rifles, they Not to be intimidated.
"Death to the false emperor!"
The burly female assassin jumped up and was about to kill Istar when a sudden fist shadow struck her hard. He hit her in the abdomen and beat her until she vomited blood and retreated.
Istar stood up slowly, and the mechanical seat behind him began to deform, and in an instant it turned into a set of exquisite and gorgeous steam armor, covering his whole body.
The shadow of the fist that was blasted out just now was a metal iron fist in the shape of a cannonball.
Click, click, click~
With the rotation of the mechanical gear, the iron fist quickly retracted, and then there was the sound of steam pressurization, and the arm was fully charged again.
"Remnants of the Earth Mother Cult, you have been disobedient, and I sentence you to death."
The burly female assassin fell to the ground, and the punch just now shattered her liver and The spleen, although relying on its strong body, has not died for a while.
But normally, she wouldn't live long.
“Bah~”
The female assassin spat out a mouthful of blood with visceral fragments, her eyes filled with hatred, without the slightest hint of fear or flinching, but with boundless anger: "Fake Emperor, you and your evil god will go to hell sooner or later! "
"What can the defeated dog do to me?"
Istar controlled the small steam armor and punched out like a heavy cannon, spraying steam. The power poured out, trying to blast the blasphemous female assassin in front of him into pieces.
Cang~
There was a sudden sound, and Istar was knocked out, smashing a brick wall and raising dust all over the sky.
Wang Junfeng ordered the young warriors around him: "Save this person, her life is very valuable to Daqi."
The top brass of the Earth Mother Order are obviously important in the fight against the Iron Fury Empire She is a chess piece, so she can be saved if she can, and he even has to teach her the powerful inheritance of the Xinwu Sect so that she can master the power to resist tyranny.
In the smoke and dust, Istar stood up with a livid face. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to see a clear fist mark left on the steel plate on the chest of the steam armor.
Istar's eyes narrowed and his mood became extremely solemn: "You can leave a mark on titanium Kobelco with your flesh and blood body. Are you a strong martial artist from the East?"
"Haha, guess what? ?”
Wang Junfeng, who has restored his true colors, is not at all at this moment. Afraid of being recognized, he punched Istar without saying a word: "Look at the punch!"
Boom~Boom~
The female assassin looked at Wang Junfeng in disbelief with his flesh and blood With her body carrying the Blood Emperor's steam armor, the scene in front of her simply surpassed her cognition.
The young warrior came to her side and put his palm on her wound: "Don't move, I'll heal your wound."
At this moment, the female assassin was unable to struggle. She shook her head and said, "I'm going to die. , you go and save the saint."
"Her. Someone else will save your life, my mission is to save you."
Then he began to use his martial arts energy to stimulate the female assassin's life potential, allowing her body to heal itself quickly. Although it will shorten your life, it is better than dying right now.
On the other side, the battle between Wang Junfeng and Istar also came to an end.
Dang, Dang, Dang~
Titanium Kobelco, which can even carry artillery shells, is just a slightly harder cardboard in front of Wang Junfeng, which can be torn apart with bare hands.
Wang Junfeng, who has opened the Eight Gates, has sublimated his life essence to the extreme of human beings. Through hard practice, he has mastered the four powerful gates: copper skin and iron bones, dragon spirit and tiger ferocity, Qianjun divine power and flesh and blood. Supernatural powers.
A pair of big hands are as terrifying as a hydraulic press. Taking apart mechas with bare hands is just like playing.
“Weak, weak, weak, you are so weak!”
Wang Junfeng was so arrogant that he kept using onion-peeling tactics to remove the "turtle shell" from Istar's body.
The warrior's spiritual sense is very powerful, and his consciousness and reaction are no weaker than that of the martial artist, but his physical strength is his biggest shortcoming. Once he loses his steam armor, he will be like a chicken and be beaten by the martial artist. Crushed to death.
Istar was shocked and angry. How long has it been since he was so deflated?
The enemy in front of you is no longer an ordinary assassin, you must punch hard!
"Guards!"
"Protect Your Majesty!"
The Guards finally arrived. The Dreadnought-class steam armor was tall. Although its armor was not as hard and resistant as Titanium Kobelco, it successfully rescued Yi with its advantages in quantity and tonnage. Starr.
But Wang Junfeng was so powerful that he quickly dismantled the six fearless steam armors into parts.
At the critical moment, Istar summoned his real vehicle-the Emperor-class steam armor, the Bloodwing Dragon!
The behemoth, which is more than eight meters tall, has a pair of huge metal wings on its back, which are the flying components of the Blood Winged Dragon.
As the jetpack sprayed out two orange-red flames, Istar controlled the Bloodwing Dragon to rise into the air, and then fell from the sky again.
A sword burning with blazing flames struck down in his hand.
Rumble~
When the smoke and dust cleared, Wang Junfeng disappeared without a trace. Istar roared angrily: "Find him, life or death!"
…………
On the outskirts of the Forged City, Wang Junfeng and Herbert met in a secret farm.
“Are you injured?”
“A little injury, but the Dog Emperor’s exclusive steam armor is quite powerful, I am no match.”
Wang Junfeng’s body was left with The next black sword wound was a black one, but he didn't care. The ability derived from flesh and blood could quickly heal him.
Then, he looked at the three girls rescued by Herbert.
"She is Evelyn, the princess of the Silver Wing Royal Family."
"This is Arya, the eldest daughter of Earl White Shield, the most powerful official in the Tallan Kingdom."
Third A young girl took the initiative to step forward and saluted Wang Junfeng: "I am Anna, a saint from the Earth Mother Order. Thank you for your help, a strong man from the East." (End of Chapter)