The Emperor is Above

Chapter 302 I hate to listen to Long Chengyi's words
The night sky is full of colorful lights.

Countless colors are woven together, shining brightly, as if a fairyland has descended upon the earth.

The ground was littered with corpses, especially around the Altar of Land and Grain, which was pungent with blood, as if it were hell on earth.

The powerful enemies appeared so suddenly, and the battle was extremely fierce. In addition, powerful enemies such as the Cat Ghost God, the High Priest, and the Red God of Wealth deliberately killed people with the aftermath of the battle.

The tens of thousands of noble ministers, palace attendants, guards, and meritorious soldiers who participated in the Winter Festival had no time to escape. At least thousands of people died tragically and thousands more were injured.

After the fierce battle, the ground was in a mess, with the screams of dying people and the wails of the injured everywhere. The tragic scene would move even the hardest heart.

Xing Hou looked around at the heavy casualties with a gloomy face. Even though the city defense formation was about to destroy many powerful enemies, he was not in a good mood.

The thousands of people who died or were injured in Shangcheng today were all elites of the State of Xing who had been trained with great effort. They did not die on the battlefield with the enemy, but died in the winter festival ceremony in Shangcheng, the capital.

In addition, many casualties occurred among the king's personal guards, the Black Armored Cavalry, powerful members of the royal family, and the three divisions that participated in the battle, as well as the city guards, the night guards, and the battalion commanders.

When Xing Hou's patrolling eyes fell on Zuo Shigong Zhulong who was standing with a sword, the mentally exhausted seventy-year-old man straightened his back, his lips trembling with grief.

But he suppressed his emotions, bowed his hands and whispered: "My Lord, Lu Jiong died in the battle!"

Lu Jiong was the senior official who commanded the Right Division and was highly trusted by the Marquis of Xing. He made many great contributions in the northern border town, but unexpectedly he died tragically at the winter sacrifice ceremony.

"I know I know!"

Xing Hou suppressed his grief and whispered, "I am heartbroken about the unfortunate death of my right master, as if I had lost my left and right arms, my hands and feet, and my heart.

Yu Beihai, the vanguard commander of the central division, also died, as did Luo Tao, the rear commander of the left division. The imperial guards lost two battalion commanders in a row, and many noble officials suffered heavy casualties.

Fortunately, the bandit chiefs are about to die, and we have avenged our dead comrades. Next year, we will send troops to wipe out the Ghost Witch Tribe and the Black Wind Tribe, and then use the heads of the powerful enemies to pay tribute to their heroic spirits. "

Xing Hou's words made the remaining Black Armor Cavalry, the Imperial Guards, the Three Divisions, the City Guards, and the Battalion Commanders cheer in delight. They believed that it was worth it to pay a huge price in casualties to annihilate the Ghost Witch Tribe and the Black Wind Tribe.

However, most of the ministers not far away did not say a word. The battle just now was so fierce that even if the ministers had selfish motives and did not fight to the death, everyone was injured at this moment, and their mood was extremely complicated.

If the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe can be truly wiped out, it will certainly be extremely beneficial to the State of Xing, but it will be even more beneficial to enhancing the prestige of the Marquis of Xing, helping him to consolidate military and political power and further squeeze the power in the hands of the nobles.

Qianye Weng also had a cold face and did not say a word. In the previous battle with the cat ghost, his face was covered with cat claw marks. As a first-class grandmaster, he was completely embarrassed.

Zhonghang Shuo, Yun Shengyan and other six priests of the Temple did not care about these things. As they were guest priests and not vassals with vast fiefdoms, the correct thing to do was to take elixirs and ointments to heal their injuries as soon as the battle was over.

"Fortunately, the Black Wind Tribe's High Priest was led away by the Dragon City Second Middle School Doctor just now. Otherwise, if two first-rank Grandmasters attacked together, the losses today would be even more severe."

After looking around and learning about the losses, Xing Hou's expression became even more solemn, but he couldn't help but feel thankful in his heart, "It's all thanks to the High Priest who has strengthened the power of the city defense formation in the past year!"

Thinking of this, Xing Hou turned around and looked at the Altar of State and Grain. The ferocious ghost face on the altar was shaking under the attack of the sky full of lightsabers evolved from the city defense formation, and it could collapse at any time.

Qing Yi was sitting on a roof at this moment, looking at the ghost face on the altar of land and grain, gasping for breath. He was captured by the high priest just now and his life was really hanging by a thread.

Fortunately, the high priest Chen Lun saved himself with the city defense formation. Now Wu Peng, the head of the ghost witch department on the altar of the country, is trying his best to cast witchcraft, projecting colorful witchcraft onto the hideous ghost face.

However, in the face of the huge power of the city defense formation, the area covered by the ghost mask became smaller and smaller, and the color became dimmer and dimmer. It was able to hold on until now thanks to the full support of the cat ghost god, the high priest, and the red god of wealth. It seemed that they would die tragically in the next moment. "Huh? Weird!"

Qing Yi saw that the situation under the ghost mask was very strange. The cat ghost was lying there calmly, the red god of wealth had a gleaming look on his face, and the chief priest of the black wind tribe looked calm. None of them showed any worry at all. How could they indicate that they were about to perish?
“Whether it’s the two evil gods, Cat Ghost God and Red Wealth God, or the local tyrant, the High Priest of the Black Wind Tribe, none of them would risk their lives easily.

Since the Ghost Witch Tribe paid a huge price at the beginning of the year and let the ghost baby replace Xing Jiyin and sneak into the capital, they must be aware of the city's defense formation that has been continuously strengthened over hundreds of years.

Having been active in the palace of Upper City for nearly a year, it is impossible that they did not know the power of the city defense formation. If they were not sure of solving this huge threat, how could the Cat Ghost God, the Red God of Wealth, and the High Priest easily enter the Upper City?"

"Not good. The cat ghosts are so calm. The next one will definitely be the ghost baby responsible for destroying the city defense formation. I'm afraid that the stone chamber pavilion of Lord Xing can't contain it!"

Thinking of this, Qing Yi jumped off the roof without hesitation and ran towards the direction of the chief priest Chen Lun. He wanted to warn people of the threat coming from the palace behind him.

The distance from the roof where Qing Yi was to the palace gate tower was nearly a thousand feet. If he ran at full speed, he was confident that he could arrive there within a minute.

However, not long after he ran out, Xing Jiyin, who was supposed to be locked up in the Stone Chamber, appeared on the city wall. Qing Yi shouted with all his might, "High Priest, be careful! That's not Xing Jiyin, it's a man-eating monster!"

"What? The youngest son of Marquis Xing is a monster?"

High Priest Chen Lun was startled, but although he was a third-grade talisman master, he was not good at close combat, and he was completely unprepared for Xing Jiyin. The two were only five feet apart, and he had no time to dodge and protect himself.

"Jiejiejie——"

The ghost baby no longer needed to disguise itself at this moment. It instantly turned into a hideous and terrifying monster. It bit off the head of the high priest Chen Lun in one bite, and blood gushed out.

"Suck it-"

The ghost baby licked its tongue greedily, and scanned the dozen or so warlocks on the tower with its blood-red eyes, laughing strangely, "What a bunch of delicious food!"

This group of sorcerers and talisman masters were originally cooperating with the high priest Chen Lun to operate the city defense formation. They never expected that the youngest son of Marquis Xing would transform into a monster.

After seeing the high priest being bitten to death, they were terrified and used magic and talismans to attack the monster in front of them, but the ghost baby did not care about the strength of their attacks at all, and killed them all on the city wall like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Then, a dozen blood-red tentacles stretched out from its body and inserted into the corpses, absorbing the spirits and essences of the killed high priest, talisman masters, and sorcerers. Its flesh and blood turned into streaks of blood light and merged into its body, exactly the same as the bones found before, and there was no blood on the ground at all.

While absorbing the blood, flesh and soul essence, the Enqi ghost baby also did not forget to completely destroy the central formation that operated the city defense formation. Even if someone wanted to repair it, it would not be possible in a short time.

"Asshole, you really don't listen to Long Chengyi's words!"

Xing Hou's eyes were bloodshot at this moment. He thought that he was about to successfully destroy the powerful enemy after paying a huge price, but he did not expect that Xing Jiyin had been replaced by a monster long ago, making all his sacrifices in vain and becoming worthless.

"Hehehe - my dear father, next I will go to bloodbath the entire palace and turn them into my blood food to repay you for your love for me over the past year, hehehe -"

The loud and strange laughter of the Enqi ghost baby almost made Xing Hou faint. He wanted to rush up to stop this terrible monster, but there was no strong man in the palace who could stop it.

However, after the center of the city defense formation was completely destroyed, the colorful light in the sky quickly dimmed, and the cat ghost god, the high priest, and the red god of wealth, who were hiding under the ferocious ghost mask, led the remaining five cat ghost gods and servants to fight out with calm looks as if they were confident.

Especially the cat ghost god laughed strangely and said: "Before, we were afraid of the threat of the city defense formation, but now that the ghost baby has succeeded, we can really kill without restraint."

Thanks to the descendants of Emperor Shun for the reward, and thanks to the readers of the bookstore for the reward, but I guess they can't see this line of words
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