Chapter 99: Chapter 87: Civilization Escape Train
In the center, the entire battlefield seemed like ripples on the earth.
Rumble!
The sky was filled with countless figures falling, like dumplings being dropped.
The three experts who had broken through the fourth realm, suddenly felt their ears thunder, and their skin rippled as if blown by a strong wind.
They were momentarily dazed.
Step, step.
A stride like a meteor.
"Die!" Jiang Yang played a suona at the ears of these three experts, gently blowing into it.
Boom!
Their eardrums shattered, blood flowed from their seven orifices, their souls scattered.
In an instant, three experts of the same realm were dead.
Killing in a flash, impossible to defend against, the first strike inevitably hits, this secret martial technique could only be described as terrifying.
Even though these fourth realm experts broke through with external help and were not as powerful as a tenth of the true realm, this sinister attack was unprecedentedly terrifying in this world...
And Jiang Yang himself was also bleeding from the seven orifices, his whole body teetering on the brink of collapse.
In the sky, however, no one dared to move, no one dared to advance.
One person holding back a sky full of demons and angels, controlling a hundred feet with the enemy of a nation, what kind of domineering aura is this?
He bled from his ears and nose, took another breath, looked at the demons in the sky full of terror, and laughed loudly: "The aria unfolds, all directions listen, each covered by white cloth, entering the Netherworld."
Boom!
The music played again.
Like a fatal symphony from the Nether, the sky burst open, ripples swept across.
When they regained their senses, the whole land was soaked in blood, bones everywhere.
The ground was like dumplings.
"A tune that terrifies gods and ghosts, one person suppresses an army, who says after the era of Martial Dao, there are no more masters?"
Liana sighed, looking at that heroic figure bathed in blood, saying: "I don’t know where Yudula found such a hero, developing martial arts to the extreme, even possessing sound attack techniques."
Rumble!
And in the sky, more and more demon soldiers and angels, witches arrived, densely packed, innumerable, yet surrounded without daring to move rashly.
"Kill him!"
"He’s already exhausted!"
"There’s actually someone here to save Emperor Lianna!"
"This is the only variable outside the frontline battlefield!"
Though countless demon soldiers growled lowly, hesitated to advance, someone mustered courage to launch a charge, and in an instant, they came overwhelming.
Jiang Yang looked up, his expression somber.
This world has a different system, they don’t understand martial killing techniques, so he landed a sneak attack successfully, but even so, the difference in numbers is too great.
Is this prehistoric?
Their grandmasters, are they mass-produced, numerous as dogs.
"Let’s go."
At this moment, Professor Naxika accompanied Emperor Lianna, loudly shouted: "Ride the Feathered Serpent God, he’s paving the way in front, this is the escape train, you must leave and rebuild the entire civilization!"
Professor Naxika shouted, choosing to attempt changing the course of history.
Historical records show the inevitable destruction of the ancient Maya civilization.
And she knows, this space-time wormhole is very mysterious.
Everything is not real, but temporary... like a mental projection, as if entering an illusion of distant times.
But even so, after seeing the tragedy and era, she had to try to alter the trajectories of some prehistoric civilizations to save the world.
As a scholar of history, the greatest hope is to change history.
"I know."
Liana nodded, her expression growing serious, if she left, there would still be hope for civilization.
"Flee!"
Soon, they took Jiang Yang with them, using a sound technique to repel the pursuers behind.
But the sound technique was so terrifying, even though they deliberately blocked eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, using the gooey bodies of the slug-men to cushion, blocking the spiritual attacks, they were constantly being injured.
Then, they traversed the city, seeking resources, encountering some Feathered Serpent Gods, constantly layering the Feathered Serpent Gods through the air, forming a structure like a thermos, hiding inside, resisting sound waves.
A true train within a belly was formed.
"Kill!"
"His Highness Yudula is drawing the main forces on the frontline, creating hope for us!"
"Escape, leave this land!"
Their journey forward saved some passing victims, strong individuals from various kingdoms joined the party, fleeing, descending a corridor.
"Down... the Celestial Corridor!!"
Familiar with the terrain and world geography, a witch commanded at the front.
After all, in the nightly mist, unknown mysterious creatures invade, to prevent mysterious beings, all the windows of the building have been heavily sealed with iron plates.
And the other exits were also almost blocked off, heavily guarded.
They could only take the stairs, as the first floor had the largest exit, the Heaven-Reaching Gate, unable to be heavily guarded, was the only exit.
Swish!
The Feathered Serpent God rapidly descended, traversing the central area of the world—the Celestial Corridor.
"The Celestial Corridor, connecting various world kingdoms?"
Professor Naxika was secretly astonished.
Leaving the royal city for the first time, she witnessed the world’s various fantastical and magnificent environments, incredibly novel, and hurriedly recorded them down; these were precious Mayan civilization historical documents.
The Celestial Corridor was one of the wonders.
Although she was more eager to see the Demon Cave, the Demon Realm’s scenery, it was apparent that it was impossible now; going there would surely be seeking death.
The civilization had perished, unable to see the legendary Demon Cave.
She felt regretful.
"But, why does this look... so much like a spiral corridor?" The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed.
"No, this is the entire spiral corridor! This prehistoric Witch Realm, highly developed! They actually built an immense Heaven-Reaching Pagoda, housing the entire civilization within it!"
"On both sides of the corridor, each connects to a Wizard World, incomparably magnificent."
She looked up, observing the door numbers high in the building, which had turned into wizard texts: Aili Giant Dragon Witch Country, Wokel Angel Empire....
Orderly arranged.
"On both sides are the various Witch countries, diverse mountain and river environments, city architectural styles, various cultural atmospheres, so grand and magnificent," Professor Naxika recorded frantically, "This prehistoric civilization must be an extremely important archaeological material!"
Fu Qingjun: "??? "
Extremely important archaeological material?
He felt a bit of a toothache; this was clearly a modern residential building of the 21st century.
Though a bit different from the short buildings of your era... he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and didn’t bother to care anymore.
Could it be necessary to tell them the truth?
His own hair could grant small animals wisdom, so he inserted an ’ant’ into a building, and they were all walking around this building?
This is even more bizarre.
The driving speed of the Feathered Serpent God’s flying carriage was too fast, they couldn’t stop at all, unable to see any detailed anomaly, realizing this was a human residential building.
Moreover, even if they were to observe closely, they wouldn’t find anything unusual.
Ants’ natural obsession with crazy construction aren’t trivial, are they?
Everything had been remodeled beyond recognition, even the cement walls had been turned into ant nests by the ants, the corridor walls were protruding buildings, exquisite and beautiful, like aerial gardens.
Going down the stairs all the way, as if slowly flying down a city of fantastical buildings on cliff sides.
In a certain sense, this was already a giant civilized high tower.
Of course, even if the architecture didn’t show it, other places could be visible, but unfortunately, Yudula, did a PS adjustment, altering a few things in the dream.
"Run!"
"To the third floor, almost there! Almost there!"
On the high-speed train, the gale whistled past their ears, someone shouted, heart-wrenching.
During the escape, they found the situation simply abysmal to the extreme.
The invading soldiers numbered several tens of millions, every inch, the billions of beings of the Wizard Kingdom were in deep waters and scorching fires, the living tormented, carcasses everywhere.
Everywhere was under attack, wherever the eye could see, it was all darkness.
The soldiers of the Undying Dark Angels ravaged, burned, killed, plundered everywhere, even devouring humans in big bites.
"Witch God Yudula, please open your eyes! See your people, the land is replaying the ancient disaster, reduced to a dark forbidden zone..."
As the train passed, in a town on one of the corridor lands, blood strewn everywhere, the slaughter continued, an old knight full of tears, cried out,
"The entire world is facing catastrophe..."
This town was also heavily assaulted by demon soldiers, strong soldier knights almost exterminated, only some old people were left fleeing everywhere.
Powerful Martial Arts Grandmasters and witches retreated while moving, spanning across kingdoms, but despairingly found disaster wherever they fled, the turmoil throughout the Dark Demon Realm, not a single place was a haven.
In the end, all they could do was spill blood on the earth, dying among cries.
The earth faced an unspeakable dark great terror.
The beings of all countries were in terror, even the Grandmasters ruling a country, the Empress of old, were besieged, crushed from splendor, blood splattered on the tower, coming to an end,
Thud!!
"Great Emperor!"
On the earth, an elderly Martial Arts Academy knight, leading a group of academy witch students, with nowhere to escape, exuded an aura of sheer despair, knelt before the Divine Hall.
He, with a group of students, looked at the statue of the first white angel pointing a long sword to the sky, full of tears, prayed:
"The ancient era was dark, but once there was a lingering glow of light."
"That Great Emperor swept the lands alone, while this era, the world is entrenched as a dark forbidden zone, the demon realm’s flesh-eating monsters everywhere, who, to suppress this world? Who, to pacify this chaotic age?"
Countless people murmured in the dark, shivering.
An unparalleled beautiful witch Grandmaster was fleeing, her long legs sat on a staff, flying in the sky, her eyes reddened, "Woo woo woo! The earth is covered by the darkest era, seeing not a trace of hope."
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"One guards one pass."
"How imposing and fierce."
In the ruins, Fu Qingjun looked up at Jiang Yang below the corridor, bathed in blood, in the sky endless Black-winged Angels, massive flocks fell through the clouds.
"It’s simply a sonic electric mosquito swatter, blowing a suona horn in the living room, slaughtering everywhere, mosquitoes crash from the sky, then charge into the corridor, continuously sprinting downstairs."
Fu Qingjun couldn’t help but comment, "Never thought, the martial arts of the small trumpet lineage, has such a large-scale destructive power, yet it is an assassination trick martial art."
After all, the martial arts of this Martial Dao world have developed too maturely, with a rich foundation.
Fu Qingjun slowly approached, landing before those few fallen of the fourth realm; the corpses of these few small mosquitoes, yet felt an unimagined transcendental sense.
No wonder they are of the fourth realm.
He took a vigorous breath.