Superpowers of Sky City

Chapter 209 Behind the Scenes
The water is sparkling, and the blue sky is like washing.The scorching sun was baking the boards of the boat, the fishing nets were drooping on the edge of the fishing boat, and the seagulls were making crisp calls.

At the pier in the east of Yamato Island, the fishermen who survived the catastrophe are discussing fiercely what happened this morning.The big guy is old, but he is not blind. A large area of ​​Ashihara Castle rises from the ground, even at the edge of Chikushi Island.Besides, there were strange changes in everyone just now. Although they recovered quickly, this cannot be explained by collective hallucinations.

"It's the giant alliance that changed the city into a spaceship!" The middle-aged fisherman said anxiously, "They are going to flee the earth with Zero Island's money! Those changes are their biochemical weapons!"

"Dad, it's the God of Misfortune. Didn't you read the latest news!" His young son retorted, "It's said that the weather disaster and the God of Misfortune came at the same time..."

"aieeee!" exclaimed the old fisherman.The simple fishermen surrounding them also screamed. "Master Misfortune!! You disrespectful bastard!"

"If you call ten thousand times, no one will bless you to go fishing and have a good harvest!" The young man retorted unconvinced.

In the eyes of the big guys, the catastrophe in Weiyuan City is a very understandable thing.Misfortune has come!It has not been like this for thousands of years, and any weird and weird things that have something to do with the God of Misfortune make sense.

The news said that this time Weiyuan City successfully survived the disaster under the humanitarian international assistance of the big countries, so everything will be fine.As for how many people died, what does it have to do with the fishermen who are dawdling?
Isn't there a small number of people who died in that shabby place in a year?

The debate between the father and son soon expanded from religious views to life views, and then extended to whether to go to the city to find a job after finishing college or to inherit the family's Yusheng shop honestly.The fishermen all thought that it was not suitable to go to sea today, so they rested as planned.No one noticed that a small wooden boat sailed away from the pier and drifted away with the wind.

Holding the paddle is a young man in black, and a man in white and a tall hat is sitting on the bow, speaking nonsense.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. If you don't believe me, look up, who will the sky spare...?"

At this moment, Wuxiangshen's three kinds of mixed white clothes added new power.It was golden light, golden light representing good luck.The addition of new power completely broke the balance, completely wiped out the black and red light of the final sword, leaving no trace.

Wuxiangshen looked back, fluttered his sleeves, and there was a strange palm in his pale hand.This palm is only the size of a baby's fist, woven of rough silk thread, like a doll's claw.

"The sky is dead, and the gods are no more!" Wu Xiang laughed.

Lord Yinlu rowed the boat without saying a word, thinking about something.Difficult and slow, he thought about the voice he heard half a day ago, the voice from the depths of his heart.

(Hello, Uncle, I am Shiyu Chuichi. Father's plan is about to fail, and I will help you in the end. This is one of the plans that father arranged in advance. In a sense, it can be regarded as He protects me.)
(I would have liked to awaken all of your memories, but the other uncle is more powerful than I thought. So that's the only deal I can make.)
(The price is all the memories of Shi Yu, and the reward is to gradually break the memory blockade of the Hermit Lord. Goodbye, uncle.)
"..."

Something came out of my mind, a lot of pictures, a lot of feelings.But I couldn't understand it for a while.It seems to take a long time to sort it out... wait slowly... wait slowly.

Lord Yinlu said dully, "Where are we going next?"

"The land of the people, or the hometown?" Wuxiang asked himself and answered, "No, no! The sword poison can be cured for the first time, and serious injuries can be healed! Concentrate and recharge your energy. Take it slowly, don't rush~!"

He understood that formlessness removes the power of silence.It's like the person who was shot by the arrow has finally pulled out the poisoned arrow and can only now begin to heal.So phaseless takes time...

I also need time.Why do I act?Am I hurt too?
Yin Lu Lord rowed the boat silently, moving like a puppet, asking himself in his heart.

……who I am?

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At this point, the catastrophe in Ashihara City finally came to an end.

Various forces set foot on this small island with plots, and a series of actions produced unexpected results for everyone.A crazy man's all-out vengeance cost the life of a god, but he himself died under the retribution he deserved.

Just as the seventh knight stood up from the ruins of Superbia three years ago, a new world-building powerhouse was born today.The old people were discussing her name, wanting to give this Brahma-sama's World Creation Law Envoy a resounding and respectful title that suits her preferences.

The people who had been busy with a big battle finally had a rest. They were gathering to share drinks and food, and chatting together.

Everything is resolved.However, there is another question that has always troubled Gongsun Ce, making him not forget to ask when replenishing energy:
"—Where did that bastard Yan Qi go this time?"

To answer this question, you need to look up and look at the sky.

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If you look up from the border of the empire, you can see the huge shadow of the floating city.It was the abdomen of the dragon in the sky, floating quietly at a height of more than [-] meters.Cross the capital of the sky, continue upward, pass through the atmosphere layer by layer, cross the limit of visibility, and come to the dark and silent space of the universe...

The star known as the moon hangs "not far away" under the astronomical scale.

Let the line of sight continue to penetrate the barrier, through the cratered surface of the moon, through the rocks and land on the side of the satellite...

You can see the magnificent palace built on the inner side of the moon.

The palace as a whole presents a perfect circle. Seen from above, the buildings of Meilun Meiyang and the corridors connecting them are as complicated as a labyrinth in a fairy tale.The secret palace in this month has four solemn gates, and the roof is covered with shiny tiles; the carefully carved eaves and animals are vivid, and the corridors are intertwined like silk ribbons; the burned spices turn into faint smoke in the air, melting The light makes the environment as warm as spring.

Anyone who comes here for the first time will get lost, lose himself in the world that is too wide and too broad, and be at a loss.How big this building must be, it is as wide as a whole city!Everything here is in line with everyone's imagination of the palace, there is only one difference...

Whether it is bricks or wood, corridors or buildings, everything in the palace is pitch black, like night, like ink.The pure black palace is hidden in the white moon like a jade plate, without a trace of glory and beauty, but with the yin energy in the abyss under the Nine Netherworld.

Colors other than black can only be seen inside and outside the most central building.But at this moment, an inconspicuous black spot stood on the long white jade steps.

"Ha~~~!"

Yan Qi yawned greatly and rubbed his tired eyes.His pupils were bloodshot, and he couldn't see the usual high-spirited spirit on his face. He was as tired and sleepy as if he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

Yan Qi wiped his face vigorously, stepped on the long white jade steps, and walked into the most central building of the palace complex.The thick and strict hall is paved with two-foot-square bricks. Four black jade pillars as black as night are arranged on both sides of the bright chair at the end of the corridor. Fight black and white giant dragons and decapitate them with bare hands.

This painting has a very long history, but the erosion of time has not faded it, but it has condensed this bravery and fierceness more and more, making ordinary people feel deeply afraid just by staring at it.The red-haired man is even braver than the ferocious evil dragon, his posture is so lifelike, even through the canvas, he can feel the courage that came from 2000 years ago!
In other countries, such paintings should be placed in war museums, in the conference halls of military and political halls, and in places where generals or warriors exercise their minds and minds.But this painting has not changed its location since the day it was painted. The warrior who slays the dragon has been reminding the people of later generations with his feats for 2000 years. The frequent courtiers also stared at the emperor on the bright seat.

Emperor of the Eternal Light Empire.

The red-haired man was wearing a bright yellow mianfu, a twelve-pronged crown; the clothes were embroidered with the sun, the moon, stars, plants, trees, birds and animals;He sat upright in the dark palace in the depths of the moon, covered his face with jade, but there was no trace of gloom when he spoke, but his voice was like a bell.His voice echoed in the hall, as if preaching to thousands of people under the scorching sun, with the heroic spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers.

"It's over now, Mr. Yan has worked hard."

"I'm so exhausted!" Yan Qi sat down on the spot, and even crossed his legs in front of the emperor to speak, "Why did you use it twice again?!"

The emperor didn't take it seriously, he was already familiar with this person's temperament.

"Yamato Island, the sword of the end went berserk, and Gongsun Ce awakened. The disaster of the end came, and nearly half of the earth was destroyed."

"One more time. Seeing how urgent the battle is this time..." Yan Qi touched his chin and said, "Has the time dragged on for too long?"

"Jongo Island, Caldesia Spencer's awakening, the catastrophe of Yaochang came and triggered a chain reaction in Usters. The whole line was in a hurry, the front of Zero Island was defeated, and the sword of the end went berserk." The emperor nodded, "It must be Quick battle."

Yan Qi patted the floor and said with a sneer: "The more you use the seal, the more unstable it becomes. What's the use of my hard work? It's all for nothing!"

The emperor smiled and said, "Since Mr. Yan has come out, he is sure."

There was absolutely no respectful title like Your Majesty in Yan Qi's mouth, nor did he behave with any respect, just playing with his naughty appearance as if he was talking with ordinary people.

"There is a fart, the seal in 2000!" Yan Qi scolded, "No matter how good the design is, it is full of holes after so many years. No matter how repaired it is, it is just putting a cover on it, which solves the symptoms but not the root cause. It can't be fixed if you don't move it." It’s not bad for 200 years, and if you continue to use it like this, it will definitely break the seal within ten years. If I were you, I would act first and solve the Brahma boundary first before talking about other things.”

"Humanity still needs this power." The emperor closed his eyes, "There will be a day."

The red-haired man seemed to be thinking, so Yan Qi stopped talking.The artist waited patiently for half a minute, and heard the order from the person on the bright chair.

"The Dragon of Netherlight is dead, and the capital of the sky is ordered to put the dragon species of the disaster world into actual combat tests. The man-made machine god plan continues, and the construction of the third and fourth machines is on the agenda. Tell Ustus and Mo Don, this matter cannot be discussed."

"Okay, the emperor is more straightforward than the minister! I'll tell the fat man later." Yan Qi chuckled twice, "Has the ghost behind the scenes come out these two times?"

"It's hidden very deep. Only the Hermit Master has always come forward." The emperor stroked the handle of the bright chair, "You are still doubting."

"My intuition has never been missed." The middle-aged painter's profile was as cold as steel.

The emperor only said lightly: "If the enemy is dark, we will be clear, don't startle the snake."

"I know it in my heart, but you shouldn't be too careless. The power of the monarch will only get stronger and stronger, and the next time you run out, you won't know what it is."

The emperor of the Yongguang Empire raised his head and looked at the great achievements of his ancestors on the top of the palace.The determination in his eyes is exactly the same as that of the man in the painting, it is the will to remain unchanged even if the entire planet is destroyed in a disaster, this man's heart will not be shaken in the slightest.

"It's okay..."

The man with the most power in the world said with a sentence-like attitude.

"Kill them all!"

"Then continue to kill." Yan Qi pinched his chin and said with a smile.

Yan Qi laughed heartily, turned and left the palace, leaving only a dark back.Like ink, like night, like a secret palace in the moon.

　(Tomorrow Japanese volume ends)

　　
　
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