Sitting helplessly in her position, Qian Renxue only felt endless fear surrounding herself, and darkness trying to completely cover herself.
Suddenly, her mind flashed back to the last words her grandfather had said before he pulled her to the angel statue before leaving.
"Xiaoxue, now there are only three forces left on the mainland: Wuhun Empire, Star Luo Empire, and Poseidon Island. After this trip, Poseidon Island will definitely be kicked out first.
When the two empires compete, no matter what the outcome is, I hope you will put the spirit masters and the people of the Spirit Empire first. ”
"Grandpa, why do you suddenly say this? As long as we win, the people of the empire will naturally live a better life.
When I become a god and master powerful power, I will definitely bring peace and stability to this continent. ”
Qian Renxue vaguely remembered that her grandfather slowly shook his head, gently stroked his head, and left his last words.
"Xiaoxue, you must remember that our ancestors' pursuit of powerful power was to eliminate all suffering in the world. Don't put the cart before the horse."
Grandpa, Xiaoxue will comply with your last wish.
Qian Renxue put her hand on the slightly moist corners of her eyes, her eyes became firm again, she glanced at the titled Douluo below, and made the final decision.
"You are all the pillars of our Wuhun Empire. You are very aware of the current situation. If anyone wants to quit, leave now. I don't blame you."
Everyone sitting below looked at each other, but no one chose to leave, including Fierce Eagle Douluo, who had let his family leave.
On the other hand, Chen Yan wanted to leave, but was held in the middle by Qianjun Jiangmo. It was okay for the others to leave, but this wallflower should work with them to contribute his last effort to the empire.
Feeling the pressure from both sides, he regretted in his heart. He should not have returned to the Wuhun Empire in the first place. It would have been better to stay in Xingluo. With his strength, he could protect his family and dominate the world.
Damn Qianjia, they clearly have the inheritance of the Angel God, but they were forced into this position by the Star Luo Empire and the Star Crown Sect. What a waste.
He now seriously suspected that the news that someone from the Qian Family wanted to inherit the throne of angel god was deliberately spread by them.
Qian Renxue also ignored Chen Yan. A wallflower was not welcome anywhere, let alone a wallflower who had betrayed him many times.
"Since everyone has decided to stay, I will tell you some things directly here.
This time our Wuhun Empire will use Zhenxing City as the first and last level.
Once Zhenxing City is lost, the Wuhun Empire will be declared destroyed and the Star Luo Empire will take over the entire Douluo Continent.
And I, Qian Renxue, will die for my country! ”
This was something no one expected. Qianjun Jiangmo looked at Qian Renxue who stood up and turned her back to them. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but couldn't.
The little girl that their seven worshipers watched grow up has finally matured. She should make her own choice, and she should pay the price for this choice.
All they can do now is follow her decision and stand firmly behind her.
The two looked at each other, stood up, and led all the titled Douluo to kneel down in the direction of Qian Renxue and the angel statue.
"My subordinates must live and die with the Spirit Empire."
"Okay!"
The soul master legions of the Wuhun Empire began to assemble, and under the leadership of Qian Renxue, they headed to Zhenxing City, preparing for a final desperate fight. And deep in the palace of Wuhun Empire, in a certain secret room, Bibi Dong held a long whip and looked at the two men hanging on the wall by thick chains, seeming to have lost her previous interest.
In her mind, the figure of Qian Renxue leading the team was constantly intertwined with the scene of Qian Xunji torturing herself, and the pain spread in her heart.
"Damn, why, why do you have to be that bastard's daughter."
Bibi Dong angrily dropped the long whip in his hand, and the Soul-eating Spider Emperor possessed him. Two spider legs suddenly pierced through the wall, ending the lives of the master and apprentice on the wall.
Then she walked straight out of the secret room and headed in the direction of Zhenxing City. She was the emperor of the Spirit Empire, and no one could take it away without her permission.
The dark secret room was swept away by Bibi Dong's tyrannical soul power, and the chains locking the master and apprentice were completely broken. The lifeless Yu Xiaogang fell to the ground, ending his useless life.
And because he had absorbed a lot of spider-venomous snake soul rings, Tang San, who was barely breathing, crawled helplessly towards the door of the secret room, trying to find a chance of survival.
Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's strength surpassed him by a lot, and she eventually lost all her strength. She could only look at the iron gate not far away, but could not reach it.
No, it shouldn't be like this. He should become the God of the Sea and the master of this world.
He also wanted to promote hidden weapons and the Tang Sect in this world. How could he die in this dirty secret room? Absolutely not.
It is a pity that the God of law enforcement in the God Realm is the God King of Destruction. He is not worthy of God King Shura blatantly violating the rules of the God Realm.
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As for Poseidon, the moment High Priest Bo Saixi died, he had completely given up on Tang San, the so-called heir.
In the past, he just watched Shura choose Tang San and wanted to get involved, but now Shura doesn't care, why should he go against the God King of Destruction for him.
Without the help of the gods behind him, Tang San was like a fish out of water, and could only die alone in this deep chamber.
At the same time, outside Wuhun Emperor City, Flanders, who had been waiting for Yu Xiaogang, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He turned his head sharply and looked in the direction of the palace, with crystal tears dripping down continuously.
Those eyes that were always full of philistines were filled with grief for the second time. He had already made guesses for so many days, but he still had a glimmer of hope.
Now his hope is completely shattered. He is the only one left in the golden iron triangle. After all, there is still nowhere to stay in the Flying Horn.
Flanders sadly returned to the outside of Soto City, which was the place where Shrek was originally created and the starting point of his dream.
He erected three tombs here, one to bury his love Liu Erlong, one to bury his best friend Yu Xiaogang, and one to bury his lifelong dream.
In this way, Flanders leaned against the three tombstones and kept talking about the experiences of the three of them, his clothes wet with tears.
Gradually, his tears began to flow, and two lines of blood flowed from his eyes. The four-eyed owl became a blind man who could not see.
But he didn't seem to feel it, telling the story from the past to the dreams of the three people, from the heroic deeds in the past to the abjection of today.
"Erlong, Xiaogang, I seem to have had a dream. I dreamed that Shrek became the number one academy in the mainland, and our statue stood in the middle of the academy, being admired by everyone."
But how is this possible?
With his arms hanging down weakly, Saint Flanders died on this hillside and was buried here with his love, friendship, and dreams.
(End of chapter)