Chapter 394 Ancient Tomb Battlefield
When the last bullet of the ancient lion hunting flintlock rifle charged downward against the flow of fire.
The blazing flames spewed out from the mouth of the golden lion head also tilted and shot towards the mountain top above.
The blazing scarlet flames were like an unmatched army that had fought a hundred battles. They burned, killed and looted wantonly during the march, tearing up the air and dust along the way, and swallowing up the air and dust along the way.
The mountain was once again steaming with a different color of cloud-like and mist-like oily substances, and the army of flames was also growing stronger as it marched, like a big tree condensed by flames spreading its branches and leaves.
The blood-shot flames, which were originally only as thick as a small tree, quickly grew a circle every 10% of a second, as if they had crossed a year and added new rings.
After 238% of a second, the blazing flame column, which was as thick and huge as a steel train, finally arrived at the end of this journey.
The top of the Kindness Mountain, which had just collapsed half a corner, ushered in an even more terrifying fire attack.
The blazing flames fiercely slammed into the Kindness Peak, which was like a broken sword blade, just like the god of creation and destruction wielding the hammer of the world of forging and destruction, smashing heavily on this mountain and the two despicable and ugly moths.
The jagged mountain was instantly stained with the scarlet blood flames.
Every grain of sand and every stone was hot and bright red from the inside out, and then collapsed into completely broken bloody powder, just like the flesh and blood of the Kindness Peak was crushed into ashes.
The red sand and dust as numerous as the stars in the sky were inevitably attracted by the vortex of the void and flew into the sky.
But before this red sand and dust that covered the sky and the earth like bloody dust, under the powerful attraction of the vortex of the void, turned into a tornado and rushed into the increasingly sacred and huge tomb of the Shadowless Kings.
The bright red colors that filled every inch of land and every piece of sand on the top of the Shanxin Mountain burst into strong light and heat at the exact moment when the ancient lion's flames hit the top of the mountain!
There was a loud bang.
The Shanxin Mountain, which had stood on this land for thousands of years, had its jagged peak that was as straight and straight as a sword blade, and it was directly broken into countless dust.
The dust burst out with familiar scarlet blood flames, which mixed with the blazing flames that were still spewing from the middle of the mountain, and burst out with unprecedented powerful power.
A thick arc of blood-like light rushed from the top of the collapsed and shattered Shanxin Mountain in all directions.
Although the ancient lion's flames looked mighty, its true power was far from the terrifying level of destroying half of the mountain in one blow.
Since the gods of Mansu discussed and decided to reduce the power of the mortal world, the principle of the nature in the awakening world has become increasingly weak, and the influence of the nature released by the secret transmission has become increasingly weak.
In this era when power has withered, burning mountains and boiling seas are by no means great achievements that any immortal who has not yet fully formed can accomplish on his own.
In the ancient times when Dai Qisi was still young, the power of heaven and earth had not yet withered. Every time they went to war with the followers of another Blade Si Chen, the aftermath of the war alone was enough to destroy mountains and rivers.
Even the sky was broken by the violent collision of power. In the most intense places of the war, there were large holes in the clouds that were invisible to the naked eye of mortals. The real cruel sun shone down, making the originally moist and green land dry into a desert.
The earth was trembling with fear, and the ground cracked into a hundred-meter-deep fault like a god wielding a giant sword. It was a deep scar that the earth could never heal.
The uplifted mountains and rivers will break and disintegrate in the conflict of the double-edged power, and the rivers will evaporate and dry up in the hot frenzy.
But now, the power has withered and declined, and no secret inheritor can cause the terrifying impact of burning mountains and boiling seas. Even if several seventh-level secret inheritors who are above billions of mortals jointly perform the ritual, it is impossible to directly cause such a great power - unless they can pray for the power of Si Chen.
And the half-body collapse and shattering of the Kindness Mountain was not just caused by Dai Qisi's hot breath.
About three hundred years ago, the lion guarding the tomb at that time was bored and suddenly had a whim, and began to intentionally or unintentionally discharge its own excrement into the Kindness Mountain.
As the lion weapon forged by the Golden General himself, she naturally abandoned those backward and inefficient eating and excretion processes. Under the general's transformation, even the monthly red lead discharge has stopped.
But even the Golden Lion Dai Qisi, who is completely different from ordinary people, will inevitably produce some garbage and dirt in her body.
Just as a forging furnace needs to be turned off from time to time to clean the coal dirt inside, she also needs to occasionally excrete the stagnant blood in her body that has lost its vitality.
The sand on the top of the Shanxin Mountain has been polluted and soaked by Daiqisi's excrement. These lion excrement, like charcoal clogged in a furnace, have flowed down from the top of the Shanxin Mountain for hundreds of years and penetrated into the land below.
The power that belongs to Daiqisi has penetrated into the sand and stone land. Each piece of sand and stone can be said to be a small part of the power that Daiqisi has split and stored for three hundred years. The casting characteristics contained in the excrement have rewritten the essence of sand and stone in the three hundred years of slow penetration.
The sand and stone look like sand and stone, but in fact they have been transformed into a high explosive that can only be detonated under certain specific conditions.
And until today, three hundred years later, Daiqisi's hot breath finally awakened the casting heat that had accumulated for many years in the Shanxin Mountain, and it broke out completely, like thousands of tons of black gunpowder exploding!
Therefore, Dai Qi Si could cause such a terrifying impact, destroying more than half of the Kindness Mountain, which had stood for tens of thousands of years. It seemed to be the power of a single blow, but in fact it was the accumulation of more than three hundred years that erupted in an instant.
The violent fiery breath was still moving upwards.
The reckless Lion-Splitting Bullet was still piercing the throat of the Ancient Master against the impact of the flames.
Watson, who was standing on the top of Kindness Mountain, had already fully mobilized all the power of this adopted son's body as soon as he sensed the fiery breath spurting out.
The dark flesh and blood from his body had already concentrated on his legs and vibrated wildly.
The dark blood vessels on his thighs were ferociously protruding like snakes, and the calf muscles were swollen like two heavy hammers.
The huge force spewed out towards the land below, and the ground under his feet suddenly shattered and disintegrated. The sand and gravel collapsed into sunken pits the size of two human faces, and the broken lines spread in all directions like scars cut by a blade.
Long before the fiery breath of the ancient lion awakened the heat energy between the sand and gravel, Watson had already crushed the sand and stones under his feet with his incredible and strange physical strength.
The earth also responded with a terrifying reaction force in anger, and the burning soles of his feet directly met the counterattack of the earth, and the flesh and blood on the soles of his feet were broken and bleeding under the counterattack of the earth.
But Watson also rushed straight into the sky with the help of the earth, and he didn't even forget to pick up the heavy steel suitcase that also crossed the ocean and mountains.
The next second, the fiery breath of the ancient lion broke through the disintegrating and shattered peak of the Kind Heart Mountain and swept towards the despicable moth man hanging in the air!
The fiery blood flames attacked Watson like a surging wave, and in the fiery waves, there seemed to be crazy soldiers forged by lava, wielding weapons with flowing iron and stabbing at him! ! !
Watson was still burning, but facing the scorching attack from below, he still seemed calm, as if everything was under his control.
He turned his body directly to face the sky and parallel to the earth, and moved the heavy steel suitcase on his shoulders to his back, like an extremely heavy steel shield against his back.
This heavy suitcase made entirely of special-shaped steel is certainly not used to store luggage.
In addition to being loaded with a variety of killing tools, the steel suitcase itself is an indestructible thick shield.
There are hot words inlaid between the heavy steel plates. These shaping words from ancient times have been deeply engraved in the material of the steel suitcase during the thousands of hammering and tempering process of the casting box.
Therefore, this heavy steel suitcase also has some indestructible power.
When the first hot breath of fire at the forefront hit the bottom of the steel suitcase, the 1.4-foot thick steel plate immediately shone with red flames.
But during the forging process, this steel plate was mixed with the fangs of some generous warriors who were destined to sacrifice in front of the House of Lords.
The skeleton containing the secret power of the three phases of casting, blade and moth not only strengthened the strength and heat resistance of the steel plate, but also made the steel plate derive intricate veins like cicada wings. Therefore, the dark twisted tentacles that grew strangely from Watson's back climbed onto the steel suitcase, and seemed to be able to establish some kind of connection with those dense steel veins.
The high temperature of the hot molten iron had just spread to the bottom of the steel box, and before it had time to completely corrode the steel plate, the hot temperature had been forcibly thrown away.
But the next moment, the second wave of flames burst out from the collapse and shattering of the Kindness Mountain followed, entangled with the spreading hot flames, and burst out with a more violent and hotter power!
The iron plate at the bottom of the suitcase quickly melted like snow.
But what appeared in front of the entangled hot flames were straight long blades that were shining white. The blades were stained with dark black oil left behind when the half-dead corpses died. The oil contained the cold power of winter, which was a trace of winter silence that only the dead could steal secretly.
Another 23% of seconds was wasted before the entangled blood flames finally dissolved the second line of defense with difficulty.
Then they saw a group of black crystals suspended in weightlessness, which were the violent coal crystals containing similar casting heat! ! !
A subtle bang exploded in the suitcase behind Watson, and he rushed straight into the sky as if he had suffered a heavy hammer.
The flesh and blood behind the adopted son's body broke into a large pool of blood clots under this self-inflicted blow, and the internal organs were moving like a raging sea, and they had all shifted away from their original positions.
But at the same time, Watson had already seized the twisted and dancing foul long intestine in the sandstorm tornado, and with a fierce pull, he embraced the female dancer whose flesh and blood were split like multiple doors in the air.
Thirty-eight seconds later, the remaining weapons inside the entire steel suitcase had been burned in the entangled flames, and even the steel plate on the top was melted and corroded by the scorching high temperature. The long-thirsty Lion's Flame Breath could finally engage in a head-on confrontation with this disgusting and difficult Mothman! ! !
In just three thousandths of a second, the damn Mothman's layer of charred and carbonized collagen skin that was constantly regenerated finally completely melted and dissipated, and it was difficult to recover!
And then, it was the sweet and fragrant pink flesh!
Those pink flesh fibers that were twisted like reptiles were already wailing in pain in the flames, twisting their slender bodies and struggling wildly, but they had nowhere to escape until they turned into complete charcoal! ! !
If the entangled and twisted flames had their own consciousness, they would probably laugh wildly and arrogantly, and then roar with a mocking laugh:
"Damn Mothman, no matter how much you try to escape or struggle, you will never be able to escape being burned in my flames until your body is completely burned. Only a trace of consciousness is left behind, a sad fate!!!"
"Now, I want to taste the taste of your sweet entrails - hey, where is the person???"
The double entanglement was like the fiery breath of the double helix. The Mothman's heart, which was already close in front of him, had completely disappeared at this moment. Even his own flames felt an indescribable spinning sensation. The blazing heat of the flames in the extremely high-speed rotation also seemed to be being devoured. The scarlet light and heat became smaller and dimmer, as if they had been completely swallowed up by the greedy darkness.
It is the void vortex that symbolizes the entrance to the secret royal tomb! Those two damn mothmen have broken into the holy place where kings rest forever! ! !
The fiery breath of fire refused to stop there. The ancient lion endured the destructive pain released after the lion-splitting projectiles penetrated into the flesh, and continued to squeeze out a trace of power and poured it into the weakened breath of fire organs, moving towards the disintegration and fragmentation of the mountain. The sky spurted out the last breath of blazing flames.
However, the gate of the resting place of the kings could not tell that the flames came from their former people, and actually completely swallowed up the force attacking the tomb robbers indiscriminately!
The ancient lion Dai Qisi sighed sadly, "I, I failed..."
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Watson passed through the giant gate of the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings, and what he saw was an endless stretch of desolate desert.
The strange flames, which were as bright as blood but twisted like colloids, hung low at the edge of the desert. The scarlet sunset fell on the rolling sand dunes. Every grain of sand seemed to be soaked in blood, steaming up a rich and disgusting scent. The smell of rotten blood.
This indescribably thick blood color comes from both the armored soldiers buried deep in the sand dunes and the huge lions withered corpses.
It also comes from those hundred-meter-long snakes with only their skeletons left. The terrifying snake bones are coiled on the sand dunes.
It also comes from a tattered skin bag stuck on a short spear. The remaining flesh and blood hangs on the deformed skeleton like dried seaweed. There is obviously no disturbance here, but the withered skin and flesh are fluttering like broken bones. banner.
This is not at all like a mausoleum where the kings of the Shadowless Empire rest in eternal rest. Instead, it is more like an ancient battlefield frozen in time.
The withering and chilling atmosphere filled the air between the sand and blood, sweeping towards the two flaming mothmen on the dunes!