Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Away Wuzhan at the Beginning

"That's a bit too much, everyone. It's okay if you don't trust me, but there's no need to be so stupid, right?"

Seeing that the expressions on their faces remained unchanged, Sangbo slowly relaxed his furrowed brows, and immediately put on a new attitude. He clapped his hands and smiled, saying, "Well, it's fate that we met. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. I'll tell you everything I know!"

"Xing asked a few questions about human settlements and learned that the only city on this planet is called 'Beloberg,' where it's protected from the wind and snow, and that the Silver Mane Guards are the city's police."

"Can you take us into the city? We're not very familiar with the roads." March Seven suggested.

"Going into town? Going back now? We haven't opened yet today, sister. Showing the way is a piece of cake, but—" Sangbo shook his head and was about to continue, but when he turned around, he caught Dan Heng's murderous gaze."

"The oppressive feeling coming from the cold-faced little blue dragon!"

"Sweat immediately broke out on Sambo's forehead. He wisely changed the subject and his attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn."

"--But I just love to help others, haha, kindness is the name of my Sambo! Come with me, friend, and speak quietly, so as not to be discovered by the Iron Guards."

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"Haha, I actually like this guy a little bit."

In an underground base in Zaun, Hilko, holding a wine glass in one hand, watched Sambo's ancestral face-changing with great interest.

As the leader of the major forces in Zaun, Hilco, who grew up in the alleys, has seen countless flattery and changes of face, and Sambo's performance made him feel very familiar.

Jinx lay on a beam high in the room, idly swinging her braids and blowing blue bubbles. "But if he were stronger, this wouldn't have to happen."

"You're right, but that's also what I admire about him."

Hilco raised his head and gulped down the wine in his glass. Then, following up on her topic, he said, "Those who survive in harsh environments are often not those with great strength or wisdom, but those like him who adapt to the situation and understand how to read people's expressions."

"No matter how powerful a person is, they will eventually become weak, and that will be their death. But those who walk the fine line between strength and weakness... well, that's quite something."

He nodded appreciatively at Sambo in the light curtain.

If Sambo could come to the bottom city, he would definitely find a way to get him to join his team. This kind of person is as cunning as a fox. You can't bribe them with sincerity. Only sufficient benefits and interests can impress such people.

Hilco didn't dislike this approach.

"Under the guidance of Sambo, several people quickly crossed the snowy plains."

"So, why are you hiding from the Silver Mane Guard?" March Seven asked curiously along the way.

"Well, it's just a few ancient relics that were secretly collected. No big deal. Blame the officials who carried out the task. They're so stupid."

"Speaking of which, what are your backgrounds? Such skills are rare even in the Beloberg camp. Hey... I'm not just asking, I'm just concerned about my friends."

"All the way, Sangbo was laughing and trying to get some valuable information out of Xing and Sanyueqi, but Danheng stopped him in time."

"They walked along a small path when suddenly several guards wearing blue uniforms and silver face armor appeared and blocked their way."

Dan Heng suddenly felt something was wrong: "What is this?"

Sambo rubbed his head and put on an apologetic smile: "Uh, remember the Silver Mane Iron Guards I mentioned? That's them..."

Dan Heng sighed. He didn't expect that even with such caution, he still couldn't escape a battle.

"As soon as the fight started, while everyone's attention was distracted, Sambo simply slipped away, escaping at such a speed that it was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth, vanishing in the wind and snow in an instant."

"Fortunately, the Iron Guards weren't very strong. Under the combined attack of the three, they couldn't hold their own and were forced to retreat."

"Just as March Seventh unleashed a hail of arrows, a burly man approached from behind the Iron Guards. With a simple wave of his hand, he deflected all of March Seventh's arrows. Standing before the three Iron Guards, he seemed like an impenetrable wall."

"Strange, why do arrows have no effect on him at all?"

In a dojo in Tokyo, the sweaty Retsu Kaiou put down his spear and looked at his teacher Guo Haihuang who was sitting quietly drinking tea.

After witnessing Dan Heng's spear skills that were said to be able to defeat a thousand people at once, King Lie Hai once again developed a strong interest in spearmanship. For this reason, he specially invited his 146-year-old teacher to Tokyo to personally correct his shortcomings in spearmanship.

However, he found that no matter how he practiced, he could never grasp the essence of Dan Heng's spear technique, and was far from his level.

Obviously, that young man looked much younger than him...

King Liehai came to Bailin Temple to learn martial arts at the age of four. He was hailed as the greatest martial arts genius in China from a young age, and sword, spear, halberd, and staff were his primary training. Seeing that Danheng's spear skills far surpassed his own, he felt a sense of frustration, like a frog in a well.

His spear skills were far inferior to his boxing skills, simply because he had always believed that fists were the most powerful and freest weapons. However, after witnessing Dan Heng's spear skills, he began to waver in his childhood belief.

...It turns out that my marksmanship is far superior to others.

And today, after seeing Jeppard easily resolve March 7's rain of arrows, he was even more surprised.

"I understand, teacher. These people from another world not only have extremely high martial arts attainments, but also know how to dissipate energy."

Before Guo Haihuang put down the tea bowl in his hand, Lie Haiwang confirmed to himself, "And it is a force-dissipating power of extremely high purity!"

"Pfft...cough cough cough!"

Guo Haihuang almost collapsed when he heard this, and started coughing violently because of the tea he was choking on.

Chapter 30 Mr. Zhongli, who do you think is more powerful, the Rock Prince or the Protector Star God?

"It's not force dissipation, but I don't know what it is specifically... There are too many bizarre powers in their world, which have long since departed from the realm of 'skill' in martial arts."

Guo Haihuang cleared his throat and nodded appreciatively at Jeppard. "But this person must be quite powerful. He didn't even blink when he saw Dan Heng and the others."

"Those who have thunder in their chests but a calm face can be promoted to generals. Lie, you still need to continue learning from them."

"Yes!"

"Captain Jeppard, they're in league with the blue-haired ringleader!" said the soldiers who had just fought Xing.

"Who's in cahoots with him? I'm not trying to quibble! We're not in cahoots with that villain. Look how he didn't hesitate when he left us."

"March Seven put his hands on his hips, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. 'We kindly rescued him from the snow, but he was using us to deal with you. Don't let him provoke you—'"

"As citizens of Belloberg, you have the right to defend yourself, but not now." Jeppard turned and gestured to the guards beside him, "Take them back first."

"But we are not citizens of Beloberg!" March Seventh was extremely anxious.

""What did you say?""

"Jepard finally turned around and took a closer look at the three people's attire. The black-haired, cold-faced young man remained silent, while the gray-haired and pink-haired girls' attire was indeed very different from Beloberg's. The point is, in this icy climate, they dared to wear such... cool clothes. It didn't seem like something someone from Beloberg would be used to."

"If an ordinary person were dressed like this, they would have frozen to death in this wilderness."

"Sanyueqi, show her the photo!" Xing quickly reminded her.

"Ah, Xing, you're so smart! That's a great idea!" March Seven quickly took off the camera from his waist and walked towards Jeppard. "You haven't seen what your own planet looks like yet, right? Let me show you the photo I took of Yalilo-VI..."

"After seeing the photos, the soldiers around Jeppard were in disbelief."

“You said this white ball is… here? Where we live? That’s too…”

“It’s said that long ago, aliens from outer space often came here… but after the [Cold Wave], no one has ever crossed the snow to come here again.”

"After a brief moment of deliberation, Jeppard ultimately concluded that if what the outsiders said was true, it was beyond their jurisdiction and fell under the responsibility of the 'Great Guardian.'"

"You must come with me to meet the Great Guardian," Jeppard said, his voice softening. "Outsiders, follow me. Beloberg is behind this curtain of snow."

"Everyone followed Jeppard's footsteps through the snow curtain. After passing through several defense zones, they finally arrived in the city of Beloberg."

"This is a city wrapped in heating. On the streets, the fusion of white steam and metal creates a unique visual experience. The deep blue sky is divided by towering chimneys, which occasionally spew out grayish-white steam clouds. On the cobblestone streets, copper heaters and exhaust vents embedded in the walls can be seen everywhere, and the dull click of gears is emitted from time to time."

"Led by Jeppard, Xing and his companions walked through the commercial district. The shop windows were filled with a dazzling array of mechanical toys and steam-powered devices, attracting the children's curious gazes."

"The style of this city is similar to Piltover."

Jayce walked to the window of the laboratory, leaned his hands on the window frame and looked down at Piltover from top to bottom, from the streets to Progress Square, and then to the highest council hall in the entire city... After careful comparison, although the overall style is very different, the application of technology is very similar.

There is still snow on the ground in Beloberg that has not completely melted. Although the city does not look that cold, it is definitely not as warm as Piltover, which has a pleasant climate.

"It seems the level of science in other worlds is also mixed."

Victor gazed at the city reflected in the sky, lost in thought. "Ms. Black Tower's research can restore youth, but this city's technology is similar to ours. If we can develop even more advanced hextech, we should be able to surpass Beloberg completely."

"I can't be so sure. Perhaps this city has its own 'Hex Crystal'?"

Victor remembered the "protective star god" that Jeppard had mentioned earlier. Could it be that the power of the star god was also reflected in this city?

"This is Beloberg, humanity's last bastion."

"The last fortress?" Sanyueqi asked with a puzzled expression.

"…" Jeppard took a deep breath and spoke in the stiff tone of someone reciting a text in elementary school: "Seven hundred years ago, monsters from outer space (the Antimatter Legion) ignited the planet. The earth was reduced to a scorched earth, filled with burning molten fire and boiling black smoke."

"At this critical moment of life and death, a cold wave suddenly descended—the fierce winds swept in without warning, and the invading army was buried by the blizzard. Only Beloberg remained—"

"This city was built by the steadfast Builders. Under the protection of the Star God of Preservation, Beloberg, though battered by wind and snow, remains eternally warm."

At the storyteller Tian Tiezui's place, a few idle people drinking tea were listening to Jeppard's story and talking endlessly.

"A Star God can actually protect an entire city? Holy crap! Doesn't that mean he's as powerful as our Liyue's Rock Prince?"

"Hey, brother, that's wrong. While the Protector Star God can protect the city, it doesn't claim to be able to tame the demons and evil spirits of the four seas and eradicate all evil in the world. Without the skills of our Lord Yan, you might have been devoured by the demons that emerged the moment you left Liyue Harbor."

"This brother is right. And have you forgotten?" a businessman recalled, "Two years ago, during the Seven Stars Invitation Ceremony, Prince Yan personally bestowed divine oracles, guiding Liyue's business direction for the year. Liyue's prosperity today is inseparable from Prince Yan's guidance!"

"Indeed, although the Protector Star God sounds powerful, our Prince Yan is more humane."

"But how many planets can the Guardian Star God protect? Those planets might even be bigger than our Teyvat!"

"I'm saying, why are you always so ungrateful? No matter how powerful that Star God is, in Liyue, on Lord Yan's territory, even a dragon can only coil itself and a tiger can only lie prone... What's the point of protecting it? If it were during the Demon God War, Lord Yan might have subdued it."

“Fuck… you bullshit!”

The few people who were discussing endlessly just now suddenly started arguing. No one could convince anyone else, and finally they turned their attention to the two young men who were quietly drinking tea not far away.

One of them was dressed in a winter style and looked to be no more than twenty years old.

The other was unexpectedly Zhongli, a guest official from the Hall of Rebirth! Rumors had long circulated in Liyue Harbor that this Mr. Zhongli was a man of profound learning, a wealth of knowledge, and could easily relate to anecdotes that even the elders couldn't fathom.

Several people hurried to Zhongli's side, bowing and asking, "Mr. Zhongli, you are both extremely talented and impartial. Why don't you judge for yourself: who is more powerful, the Rock Prince or the Protector Star God?"

Chapter 31 Xier is so cute, her counterpart must be cute too, right?

"Hmm..." Zhongli's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.

Tartaglia, who was sitting opposite, suddenly couldn't stop smiling. He played with the celadon teacup in his hand with interest, his eyes fixed on Zhongli's calm face.

——He also wanted to know Zhongli’s answer.

"It's difficult to judge the power of gods. The only thing we can compare is the happiness of their people." Zhongli pondered for a moment, then slowly put down his teacup and posed a profound question. "Everyone, think about this: are you happy?"

"Uh, my last name is Chen? ...No, I'm very happy!"

"If you put it that way, we do look happier than the residents of Beloberg. That freezing cold, deserted place is definitely not as picturesque as our Liyue."

"Yeah, although Beloberg looks quite impressive, I'm afraid it can't even grow potatoes in such cold soil."

"Although the Protector Star God can protect them from freezing to death, it doesn't guarantee that they will live comfortably, right?"

Listening to the discussions of several people, it seemed that the difference in rank between Prince Yan and the Star God had already been decided, and soon the group dispersed.

Tartaglia felt a little disappointed that Zhongli had just laughed him off.

"I'm confused," Tartaglia couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that Mr. Zhongli really believes that the power of a Star God is greater than that of a Demon God?"

Zhongli looked at his clear reflection in the cup, thought for a moment, and smiled faintly. "I don't know either. But there's an old saying in Liyue: 'Those who are capable should do more work.' Now that I've stepped down from my divine position, I simply wish to be a mortal idler. Yet, that Star God has continued to fulfill his duty of preservation and protection for millennia. Even that mental strength to withstand such wear and tear is far beyond my reach."

Zhongli raised his head slightly, his gaze seemed to have penetrated the light curtain, through the dim and starless night sky of Beloberg, looking at a place farther than the Milky Way.

"If this Star God can respond to me, I also have many questions to ask Him."

Listening to Jeppard's stiff recitation, Sanyueqi whispered to Xing and Danheng, "He speaks so strangely."

"That's not his tone from before. He must be quoting from some ancient text," Dan Heng guessed.

"Oh." Sanyueqi tilted his head thoughtfully. "Then why did he tell us this?"

"Because you asked." Jeppard's tone was calm, yet it contained a hint of serious rebuke.

"March Seven rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly, trying to get away with it."

"Jepard didn't want to pursue the matter further and continued to lead them forward. Soon they arrived at the center of Beloberg, a massive fortress that was imposing and towering into the clouds."

"This is Krippleburg, the heart of Belloburg, headquarters of the Builders."

"Xing asked, puzzled, 'I've heard you mention the City Builders many times along the way. Who exactly are they?'"

"They are humanity's saviors. Long before the cold wave arrived, the city builders braved the world's incomprehension and ridicule and persisted in building the city here. History has proven their choice was correct." Speaking of this past, Jeppard's face showed a look of respect. This history must have meant a lot to them."

"Of course, this fortress is also the residence of the Great Guardian."

"The Great Guardian?"

"They are the leaders of the Belobergs, elected or appointed by the city's builders. They have watched over the city for generations, providing protection for the people. The current guardian is Lady Cocolia Rand, and all major decisions within the city are made by her."