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Chapter 358: He's dead, isn't he?
The Tatars, as a warlike race that swept across the Underworld, naturally had more than just barbarians of the third or fourth realm.

Back in the Jiusiling restricted area, Chen Mo learned from Xu Zhongren that the population of this race was extremely large, and was probably many times larger than that of humans.

Their own territory is not in the ordinary area of ​​the Abyss, but in the most dangerous, mysterious, and least understood deep area by humans.

And their leader, without a doubt, possesses the strength of a top-level Pluto.

Chen Mo didn’t know how powerful the Tatar in front of him was, but it was obvious that he had complete control of the situation just by appearing in the Prince’s Palace alone.

Although there is no clear record, according to general knowledge, the Five Extreme Princes of the Purple Gold Dynasty all possess Pluto-level strength, which is the human holy realm.

Even in general perception, Pluto is stronger than the Saint Realm, because almost all Pluto are good at fighting and have countless treacherous means, while the Saint Realm of humans varies greatly, and the Saint Realm that ranks lower may not be able to defeat Pluto in a one-on-one fight.

Of course, veteran strongmen like Kou Tianjiang and Yan Jing are naturally worthy of their reputation.

But no matter what others say, Chen Mo certainly dare not say a word now.

It's not that he was afraid of death. After all, in this time and space, he would just be going back to the past. He just didn't want his exploration process to be interrupted. At least he had to find out what happened here as soon as possible.

The Tatar responded to General Huyou's words: "Convert to the Supreme Source, or die."

This man is different from the Tatar barbarians. Although his clothes are also mainly black, even if it is just a pitch-black color, one can still see that they are exquisite and luxurious.

The barbarians who appeared in Jiushiling were all wearing tattered clothes. Occasionally, there was a soldier wearing armor, but it was also tattered armor, making them look like a slave army.

By comparison, we can know that the Tatar in front of us must be an important person. It is not difficult to hear from his words that he came to the territory of King Dongji Tieyu to persuade this vassal king to surrender.

King Tie Yu didn't know whether he had been ambushed or had lost the fight head-on, but his current situation was very bad, but he was very tough.

"I am only loyal to the Emperor, I am sorry I cannot obey your orders."

The Tatar seemed to have known that he would say this, and did not react. He just said, "Your emperor is probably fighting hard at this moment."

In the previous sentence, he directly asked the other party to surrender, which seemed a bit arrogant, but after a few more sentences, it can be seen that he is not arrogant, but simply emotionless.

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Chen Mo shifted his gaze to the face of the prince beside the Tatar tribe.

"Logically speaking, shouldn't he help persuade them to surrender?"

The situation is very clear. The invasion of the prince's palace is just a lie to attract King Tieyu of Dongji. This prince is the biggest traitor and he has defected to the Tatars.

But now, he did not persuade his brother, but just stood aside indifferently.

King Tieyu of Dongji seemed to be the most arrogant one. After discovering that he was betrayed, he did not curse nor did he lose heart. Although he was seriously injured, he stood there as tall as a mountain, with an aura of a king.

After hearing what the Tatars said, King Dongji Iron Guard nodded slowly. He seemed to believe what the other party said.

"In that case, Huyou, kill them or fight to the death."

Wow!

The general Hu You next to him stood up suddenly, as if the injury of having half of his body cut off had no effect on him.

"Obey the king's order and kill the enemy!"

A roar shook the palace, and the doors and windows of the entire palace were blown over by a gust of air.

Chen Mo felt a shock wave and only managed to stabilize himself by using all his strength to resist it.

At this time, General Hu You had already rushed towards the Tatars.

boom! ! !
The entire hall collapsed. It was the first time that Chen Mo felt a Grandmaster-level full-strength attack at such close range, and he was horrified.

Fortunately, he ran fast, and when he saw Huyou rushing forward, he immediately launched the silk-pulling attack and retreated to the next hall next door, otherwise he would have been swept away by the aftermath.

At the same time, he saw another ray of light flying out from the smoke and dust in the hall and rushing towards another direction.

"It seems that this prince is also a fake, at least not at the Grandmaster level."

Chen Mo could see that this traitor's escape was a little hasty, and it was obvious that if he was dragged into a fight, he would be in trouble.

At this time, on the collapsed hall, the figures of the Tatar and King Dongji Iron Guard were both standing. General Hu You had fallen to the side, and this time, his other arm also disappeared.

At least Chen Mo knew how he got injured the first time. He made the same mistake twice.

However, he did not look down on the general because he knew that the other party was well aware of the consequences of such a move, but still did it.

The reason is simple, this life-threatening attack is just to buy time.

bang.

The black chain on King Dongji Tieyu's hand fell to the ground. He twisted his wrist expressionlessly, then grasped the spear inserted in his chest and pulled it out with force.

puff! !
Blood spurted out, but quickly stopped.

With Pluto-level power, it is impossible to die from excessive blood loss as long as it does not involve spells such as blood loss curse.

Holding a spear in his hand, he faced the Tatars and said:
"No matter what you want, it is doomed to be in vain. The people of the Purple Gold Dynasty can only die in battle, not compromise."

He glanced at his younger brother, the Prince of Dongji who looked similar to him, and the meaning was very clear: from now on, you are no longer a member of my clan.

However, there was no response from the other party.

There is no need to expect a guy who is willing to surrender to the enemy to have any sense of shame.

The mysterious man of the Tatar tribe didn't like nonsense. He said nothing, but his figure flashed and turned into clones all over the sky.

"Fuck, that's awesome."

Chen Mo felt that the knife had pierced his butt and opened his eyes, so he quickly took advantage of the chaos to retreat to the edge.

As for escaping, that is impossible. It has come to this point. If I don’t see what happens next, I won’t be able to sleep for the next three months.

As he wished, what followed was a long and epic war.

The battle between the two sides destroyed almost half of the Forbidden Palace, turning those densely packed buildings into broken ruins, which gradually overlapped with the scene Chen Mo saw when he looked out from afar in the present world.

Although it had been confirmed long ago, now it was finally concluded that he had indeed traveled to the past.

Chen Mo secretly hid behind the broken wall and waited for a long time, finally making sure that the fighting had stopped. He looked toward the center through the crack in the wall and saw two figures still standing.

The Tatar's black clothes were the same as before, seemingly unchanged, but a closer look revealed that half of the sleeve on his left hand was missing.

On the other hand, looking at the opposite side, it seemed that the King of Dongji Iron Guards was not injured at all. He was as powerful and unmoved as before.

Chen Mo looked at it for a long time and felt something was wrong.

"Why haven't you moved for so long?"

"Isn't he dead?"

(End of this chapter)