Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

The battle situation in the prison has been brought under control by the judge and the Cloud Cavalry.

Those who left didn't cause any trouble.

Huanlong's figure flickered in the shadows, carefully avoiding the judges' gazes.

She was deliberately concealing herself, but these judges had no way of noticing her.

She walked through corridors, through iron gates, and through archways engraved with runes, until she reached the bottom of the prison.

This place holds the most dangerous criminals in all of Luofu.

Even from the perspective of the entire world, the criminals here are extremely dangerous.

The illusion stopped in front of a door on the bottom floor.

The door was covered with a dense array of talismans, like a giant spider web, which completely enveloped the door.

She gathered a ball of energy and pressed it down on the talismans.

“Mere shackles, destruction is a piece of cake!”

But at that moment, she felt as if more than one pair of eyes were watching her from behind.

Why do I feel a chill down my back?

She slowly turned her head.

Ten figures appeared behind her at some unknown time, forming a semicircle.

Ten blurry-faced figures, shrouded in shadow, had their eyes silently fixed on her.

There was no sound, no breath, no warmth, like ten sculptures growing out of the wall.

"......"

Huanlong's expression froze for a moment.

Her fingers were still pressed on the talisman, but she dared not exert any more force.

She glanced at the ten figures, then turned to look at the door in front of her, and then looked at the ten figures again.

"...The Ten Kings of Hell?"

Her voice was somewhat weak.

No one answered.

The ten pairs of eyes were still watching her, quietly, as if waiting for her to do her next thing.

She paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, as if convincing herself.

"How is that possible! How could all ten kings be in Luofu Prison at the same time? I must be mistaken!"

She turned around, ready to continue deciphering the spell on the iron gate.

But those ten figures are still there.

They still stood behind her, still formed a semicircle, still watching her with that quiet gaze.

Huanlong felt the gaze that hadn't disappeared from behind her, and her smile froze.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice much softer than before.

"Is it possible to... reach a settlement?"

The ten kings exchanged glances.

No one spoke, no one nodded, no one shook their head.

They simply raised their hands at the same time.

"!!!"

If it were just one or two Yama Kings here, she wouldn't be afraid at all, but all ten kings have come, what should she do?

What else can we do?

Run!

Huanlong's figure flickered wildly in the corridors of the prison, like a marble being bounced around.

She passed through door after door, circled around stone pillar after pillar, and with each dodge, precisely avoided the various attacks coming at her.

But after each flash, a new figure would appear where she was about to land.

"Wrong, wrong! Stop chasing me!"

Her voice echoed in the corridor, carrying a sense of panic that said, "I'm really convinced."

Behind him, ten figures followed at a leisurely pace, like ten shadows that could never be shaken off.

"I already said I'm just here to take a look! I really am just here to take a look!"

"Can you trust me just this once!"

Chapter 269 Where Did the Historical Construction Come From?

"This man was able to draw the Emperor's bow with a single arrow; which general in the alliance is he?"

People pointed and whispered about Lin Si. The "illusions" above her head were still there, but the panic had indeed subsided a lot.

Ordinary citizens of the Immortal Ship have no idea what means the Immortal Ship possesses to invoke the power of the Imperial Bow Master.

However, in every battle, when the Emperor bowed his head and nocked an arrow, there was usually a general present. Therefore, most people believed that it was the general who drew the Emperor's attention.

The fact that Lin Si could attract the attention of Emperor Gong Siming means that this person must also be a general.

"I don't know. Wasn't this person supposed to be the son of Old Lin, the former advisor to the Yunqi Army?"

"Idiot! He must be General Jingyuan's successor!"

"The successor? So, he's already attracted the attention of the Emperor's Bow and Fate even before he's officially enthroned?"

"With me as the pivot, drawing the Emperor's attention, this person must be General Tian Shu!"

"Old Lin certainly has a fine son!"

Lin Si listened to the discussions of the crowd in front of the amplified magic instrument, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

He had run out of Command Seals; the bow was still there, but he had no arrows left.

The chalice still floated in the air, its golden light swirling like an inextinguishable lamp.

He took a deep breath and spoke, his voice carrying out from the amplifying device and reaching every corner.

"Gentlemen, the starbursts and the army of illusory soldiers above us are just illusions. The Jade Realm Gate has not fallen, and General Jingyuan and Lord Fuxuan have not been captured."

The people looked up at the sky, watching the hovering Void Soldier fleet and the two blurry figures in Xingxiao's hands.

Some people frowned, some rubbed their eyes, and some whispered among themselves.

"phantom?"

"But what illusion is so real?"

"Great! I knew it! How could the General and Lord Fu Xuan be captured so easily?"

"Where are the General and Lord Fu Xuan right now?"

Lin Si looked at everyone, her voice becoming slightly deeper.

"Gentlemen, the invasion of the Extinction Lord is real."

General Jingyuan was currently fighting them despite his serious illness, and Lord Fuxuan was also entangled with him.

But those illusory soldiers in the sky and the annihilating lords appearing in the Starry Sea are all illusions.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over every face.

"The Extinction Lords are trying to use this illusion to throw us into disarray. We must not panic at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a riot broke out among the crowd.

"What? The general is fighting the Annihilation Lord while seriously ill?"

"Illusions? All illusions? But there's a real battle breaking out in the Star Chariot Sea!"

"I can't tell! I really can't tell!"

"General Tian Shu, how should we confront the enemy at this moment?"

General Tian Shu?

Lin Si was taken aback, but quickly realized that now was not the time to think about such things.

Lin Si opened her mouth, about to speak.

But at that moment, several more phantoms appeared in the sky.

This time, even Lin Si saw it.

After all, this time it's not 'fiction', but presented in the form of 'memory'.

A huge image covered the entire sky, with such clarity that it looked as if someone had taken it from deep within the universe with a lens that could capture hundreds of millions of pixels, showing every single detail.

The pharmacist appeared in the center of the image, with long hair flowing down his back, his four arms gently clasped in front of him, his eyes lowered, and a perfectly measured hint of sorrow on his lips—a classic image of a compassionate and ethereal being.

She looked behind her and spoke softly. Her voice came from the void, clear as if someone was speaking in her ear.

"Arashi...please stop chasing me, please let me go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lan's phantom appeared, her long blue and white hair fluttering in the starlight, and her ever-cold eyes now held something indescribable.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his chin slightly raised.

"Pharmacist, if you're trying to get my attention, then congratulations, you've succeeded."

The pharmacist looked at him with a sorrowful expression, turned his face to the side, and slightly opened his four arms.

"Lan, I really can't go back with you. There are so many people in the world waiting for me to save them."

Lan crossed her arms, her voice rising half an octave, carrying a mix of domineering, helpless, excited, and cold.

"No one has ever dared to refuse me, pharmacist. You're playing with fire!"

Then, several smaller phantoms appeared next to Lan's phantom, looking like chibi versions of Wei Ling.

They were round and plump, barely reaching Lan's knees, dressed in matching butler uniforms and wearing white gloves, whispering amongst themselves.

"I've never seen Emperor Gong Siming care so much about any star god."

"Yes, yes, the Pharmacist was the first Star God that Emperor Bow Master brought home!"

"You guys say... isn't the Emperor Bow Master...?"

"Shh! Stop talking! They seem to be looking over here!"

The few chibi-style spirits instantly dispersed, pretending to be working diligently; some were wiping arrows, some were tidying bowstrings, and some were dusting Lan's robe.

The square fell silent for a moment. That moment felt long, as if it were waiting for something.

"Where...where did this historical fabrication come from?"

A fox-girl broke the silence first, her voice carrying a sense of bewilderment, as if she were dreaming.

Immediately afterwards, the entire square erupted in chaos.

Some people covered their faces, some stared wide-eyed, and some started taking out their phones to record the screen.

Yes, and some people are even clutching their heads, wondering if they've reached the end of their lives.

"Am I possessed by a demonic spirit?"

"My imperial bow above, am I nearing the end of my life?"

"This is a mind-altering illusion! It must be a trick of the Extinction Lords!"

"This is utterly absurd! How could the Emperor Bow Master have such an entanglement with the Ancestor of Longevity Plague?"

"Does the Great Khan of Extinction intend to shake our resolve with these fabricated historical accounts? How could we possibly allow them to do as they wish!"

The public erupted in curses, arguing that it was impossible for the Emperor of Bows and Fate to have such a relationship with the Ancestor of Longevity and Plague...

Um.....

Personal disputes?