The puppets' stage play

Chapter 312 Dragon and Bird

Crack, bang!

The blue thunderbolts fell one after another, their colors were resolute and awe-inspiring, and they were instantly burned upon contact. They defeated all the enemies in sight, promoting their illustrious reputation.

The long-necked beast retracted its gaze from the distance and successfully attracted the guy's attention. He hoped that the three little guys could leave in a sensible manner, he whispered in his heart.

The thunder was extremely conspicuous on the 'battlefield'. Even if it was just a small one, it was enough to startle everyone's attention, let alone thousands of them, so those guys also noticed this.

"Round light." The cold light that cuts through the world and defines it again.

"Shu Muli." The thorns that regulate everything and only operate according to their own principles are surrounding them.

"B." The light rose brightly, like a king's divine light pouring down.

Dozens of different attacks came one after another, obliterating the countless thunders above. Several figures who launched the attacks looked here at the same moment. Although their appearances were different, the auras on their bodies were equally powerful.

Enichi, Tsunaichi, Taichi... all the strong men in the torrent looked here with extremely indifferent eyes, and then they all came to kill them. The demons beside them were about to stop them, but they were suddenly raised from behind. Keep an eye on the angry machine.

They looked into the distance with solemn expressions. Their faces were ugly and their eyes were dazed, but the kings who were still energetic appeared again. Red flames rushed towards them, bewitching whispers continued to come, and the waves of the river surged in overwhelmingly. .

"Repent for your arrogance." A certain king with a solemn expression said coldly.

The demons roared and fought their way out, their eyes flashing with ferocity. This time, they wanted to tear each other apart completely.

Just as Chen Gang was about to turn around, his head jerked back, and a bright light-colored blade flew past his eyes.

"Where are you looking?"

He turned his head, and the man in gray robe with a cold expression slowly appeared in front of him. This time, he crossed his body and slowly raised his other hand. It was a withered and thin arm, like a claw.

The fingers and claws were separated, and there was a sharp edge on them. Chen Gang quickly looked sideways, and there was a slight scar above his eyelids. His heart was solemn. It was a power that could be damaged by sight, but it was still within the range of handling.

"Then, come too, old man." A vicissitudes of voice sounded, and Chen Gang's heart was shaken. He looked sideways, but he seemed to see a thick earth, and his slightly old-fashioned face looked a little arrogant at the moment.

"Boy, suffer death!" Xiangxi's mouth opened wide as the men in gray robes on the same side came to kill him.

Chen Gang calmed down and immediately greeted him.

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!" The astonishing air waves shook all directions. His single cyan eye scanned the surroundings, his mane flying on both sides of his face. Under his majestic face was crimson smoke, temporarily forcing the enemies in front to retreat.

The four hooves were leaping in the air, the auspicious cloud tails were sweeping around the body, the depths of the pupils were a golden red color like lava, white breath was exhaled from the mouth, but there was a hint of unnoticeable fatigue on the side of the face.

How long had she been fighting? Even though her body was still intact, her mind was not. Not only her brain, but also her memory had become chaotic, as if she was in the clouds.

Floating and unable to land.

"Continue." Stabilizing his body, the squirming pillar shouted lowly, looked at each other with the other kings, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and rushed forward again.

First, suppress the opponent, and then move to other battlefields.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

Continuous attacks flew in, hitting the dark blue scales on the outside, splashing up clouds of sparks.

"You alone cannot touch my defense."

The long-necked beast raised its head, six pairs of wings as thin as cicada wings floating beside it, and with a slight swing of its tail claws, it knocked away a strong man attacking from behind.

Hey, with a cloud-shaped blade in his hand, the man with a fair face and luxurious purple clothes looked at the other person, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his cold and arrogant eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Then continue." The cloud-shaped sharp blade flashed at his side, leaving a white mark after a stabbing sound.

"It's not difficult." Li Yi chuckled, but his expression looked a little fierce.

The other torrent experts thought for a moment, nodded one after another, and prepared to attack again with calm eyes. They would not be frightened by the opponent's strength. No matter who the opponent was, they would eventually decay in the torrent that continued.

Gran sneered, but felt a little solemn in his heart. He understood that these guys were sharp knives sharpened by the stars. As long as the sharpener gave the order, then these sharp knives would be thrust forward without hesitation.

There was a compelling sight from behind, a sight that was more piercing than aggressive.

No, Gran thought, not just that, there were other directions.

Gran glanced around from the corner of his eyes. On the battlefield at this moment, most of the strong men of the Federation were held back by the rejuvenated kings, and it would take some time to prepare the 'dead soldiers'.

Correspondingly, the demons who originally controlled the torrent were stymied and had to fight everywhere, so they had so many people from the torrent here.

In terms of mid-level powerhouses, although they were temporarily at a disadvantage, they could barely resist. The important thing was the grassroots units.

"..." Zhou Wen chopped down a bunch of enemies and then raised his head with a very serious expression. Dark enemies were still coming in front of him. They were okay, but the soldiers below were different.

They are human beings, not machines. It's easy for higher-ranked experts. With the support of their own strength core, even if they fight around the clock, it won't have much impact.

However, the soldiers are different. Injury, fatigue, fear... these negative situations will occur one by one. If they continue, even if they can persist, the people below will not be able to and will be pushed back to the Federation. Native.

By then, even if they have a certain advantage, they must return to their homeland for defense.

They need time, a certain amount of time, to stabilize this shaky front, he thought, while looking at one part of the battlefield, his black eyes looked extremely deep.

This time was filled by 'idols' in the past, but now, how do you deal with this situation, Gran.

The gaze behind him became cold, and Gran knew in his heart that the other party wanted him to shoulder the responsibility. Since he was the one who advocated for his idol to withdraw from the battlefield, he had to make up for the lack of time.

Otherwise... He closed his eyes, and that pure white figure flashed past somewhere in his brain.

"Huh..." Cold air came out of his mouth. Gran opened his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

The cicada wings on his side rose one after another, like gentle arms, swaying with the shaking of the body. Blue lines spread on the body, and the dark blue scales gradually faded, and then fell, revealing the white underneath. body.

A powerful blue divine light suddenly exploded, and thin white threads like cotton wool flew in the air, occupying everyone's sight.

"That's..." Wei Song's expression was shocked.

"The core expands and collides with each other's principles. It is also called the ring of legal principles. It is the last resort of the world masters."

Xu Yan's eyes were incomprehensible. Although he didn't like the other party very much, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart when he saw the other party's decisive response.

"It's either victory or death." Jiang Nian said softly with deep eyes.

The corners of Zhou Wen's mouth curved slightly, then disappeared from his face. He turned his head, but his eyes were a little dull in the depths of his eyes, and his body looked a little stiff, as if he had lost his life in an instant.

Merdy, who had wiped out all the enemies in front of him, glanced here and then turned his head indifferently. That was not something he should worry about.

The dark blue divine light continued to spread, and the mixed blue 'world' appeared in place, radiating its own power wantonly.

Most of the people in the torrent looked ugly and had to take a few steps back. Only a few people with perfect minds could stand at the forefront and continue to fight with the opponent.

As one of the final moves of the World Master, since it is dangerous enough to cause one's own fall, it is also equally dangerous and powerful.

The ring of Dharma principles is similar to comparing big and small. It is compared at all levels from the perspective of mind, cultivation, realm, and knowledge. If one party loses a little bit, it will be over, and the winner can swallow everything of the loser.

Whether it is the past, life, or all power, it will be taken away by the winner. Therefore, the World Masters will not use this ability unless necessary.

At the same time, this is also one of the three ways to kill the World Master.

As for the people of Hongliu, in the final analysis, their power seems a bit frivolous, and they became stronger with the help of the ability of the leader of the Gao family.

As far as they are concerned, unless they have walked through it themselves, have a deep understanding of their own path, completely perfected their character, and become a true 'strong person', they will only be defeated in one blow in the face of this kind of competition.

Inside the blue world, Gran, who had transformed into a human form, let out a breath, raised his head slightly, and looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, with a strange light flashing on their surfaces.

That is the defense device of this 'world' and the embodiment of the wall of the heart.

"In that case -" Gran shook his head slightly, temporarily suppressing the chaos in his mind. He focused his eyes before taking action again.

"In this case, it will be my turn to take action!" The voice of wild laughter suddenly sounded, as if the soul was also covered with a layer of gray. The blue world was as usual, but it seemed a bit bleak to Gran.

A huge black shadow came quickly. In his stunned eyes, he ignored the defensive layer composed of countless barriers and rushed straight towards this side. A creepy sense of crisis suddenly lingered in his heart.

How is it possible? He is now in the center of the ring of law. Even in the decay period, he cannot let the other party come in and out. Even if he comes in and out, it cannot be so easy.

The enemy actually invaded here...Glan felt solemn in his heart, and more importantly, his eyes became deep.

Why...can't I catch him? !

He tried to use all his strength to stop the opponent.

"Hey, why do you think I call you prey? It's because of this. I have adapted to your 'souls'. I have two qualities at the same time and I will no longer be affected by your little tricks."

"I'm going to let you taste the bitterness of failure and the pain it brings, my prey!"

It was hazy, like a giant lying on the ground, but his body was hidden in the black smoke. His specific appearance could not be seen, but his voice could only be heard.

That was none other than the king-level powerhouse who was restrained by him before - Throne.

Gran concentrated his mind and tried to fight back, but the effect was not obvious. The opponent just changed from running to walking, but still very fast.

"It's a boring trick, let me fight back."

Gran's mind became dull, and a strange mist entered the center, and his thinking was also affected. For the opponent who could ignore the defense layer, he was indeed just a prey as the opponent said.

Just like losing in the core battle, the loser will dedicate everything to the winner.

Generally speaking, there are three ways for a World Master to die. One is a brief shock caused by mental failure. On the other hand, it can also be called a state of 'mental death'.

At this stage, even though the body is still intact, it can no longer respond to the outside world. In the eyes of others, it looks like death, but there is still a slight possibility of waking up from exhaustion.

Second, if one's own path, including one's strength, is swallowed up by the other party, one will naturally die. This death is far more serious than the death of one's heart, and is an irreversible death.

And then, finally, the current situation.

Gran looked at the approaching giant shadow, but his frosty blue eyes looked particularly calm.

Since it is called the Ring of Legal Principles, it naturally has a corresponding core. It is the most cherished memory of the Realm Masters, a secret that even relatives will not reveal and can only be known to themselves.

It exists as a last resort. Once it is mastered by others...

If the radiating divine light is regarded as flying petals, then the flower bones among them are the root of life. No matter how powerful the exposed power is, once it touches the core, it will be wiped out.

The Federation also has a special name for this - the Wall of Heart.

Maintaining inner walls is the hardest yet most fragile barrier.

"Let me see your most cherished memory!" The huge figure grinned and rushed over. The enlarged clouds blocked the road and roared angrily.

His brain became heavy and memories emerged uncontrollably. Gran, who was at the core, fell on his back. He subconsciously raised his right hand, but couldn't catch anything.

My vision became blurry, like a faded photo coming over me.

[The sky is clear and the sun is warm.

A woman with elegant temperament and picturesque eyebrows, dressed in white, lives in the courtyard, with rows of blooming flowers in front of her.

Red flame chrysanthemums, purple large lanterns, blue young clouds... Countless exotic flowers picked from various worlds are blooming in front of their owners as if competing for beauty.

She stood there, staring intently at the state of the flowers.

"..." The little boy with a round face stared blankly over there. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to see flowers or flowers. He scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed. He turned his head, but was suddenly startled.

There was a majestic face in front of him. His father was staring at him with a look in his eyes.

"Are you very free?" After a while, in front of him who was stunned, his father asked coldly.

"...The teacher mentioned our family crest before, I just came to take a look..." He retorted in a weak voice.

The father raised his eyes and glanced at the woman in the distance with a complicated look on his face. Then he sighed and his expression became calm. He reached out and grabbed the hand here and walked away.

"This is not the place you should be, remember." The father's voice sounded a little bitter. He was pulled away from there, his head tilted back. The woman remained indifferent and just stood there silently.

At that time, he knew that he had an aunt who was also the source of their family name. 】

"Hey, what the hell, you can't see it?" The clouds exploded, the giant shadow's surprised voice came, and the rumbling footsteps could be heard. It was approaching here, Gran, who was lying on the ground, thought silently.

Now, the only thing he can do is to wait for the other party to come and swallow him. He can't do anything else. Without strength, he can't do anything.

The memories of the past gradually became fainter, and the frost-blue eyes became paler and whiter, as if they were fading.

Ah, I really failed, what a pity.

It's no wonder that he is the descendant of the weak, so it is very reasonable for him to lose.

Sure enough, from the beginning, I shouldn't have——

The deep blue light spread and completely submerged his body, like a mortal stone being annihilated by the tide.

["Listen carefully, Gran, you have a responsibility that you must shoulder. That is a mission that you must achieve even if you die."

A solemn voice came from in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at the cold patterns of the tiles on the ground, listening silently.

"Immaculate white, with feathery wings, a long neck and a cloud tail, and a low voice like a jade plate. In the Diyu world, it is known as the ultimate god, the supreme dragon, and the 'Cangming Dragon', the ruler of the eternal dimension. I once fought with it Thousands of years to devour it completely.”

"Its former image is our current true form. It is remembered by the world and regarded as the path our family has taken. However, you and I must understand in our hearts that our roots are still human beings."

The instructive words kept coming, and he calmly waited for the other party's next words.

"In the legend, the Dragon of Cangming is arrogant and arrogant. It regards the common people as nothing. It wreaks havoc on the world when it wakes up, and freezes everything when it sleeps. It can be said that if it were not powerful, it would be a living evil dragon in the eyes of others."

"But I know very well that this rumor is both true and false. Just raise your head."

As soon as the voice stopped, he looked up knowingly. The powerful father in front of him stretched out his hand, and a ferocious beast with a long neck emerged from it. He immediately recognized that it was the image of his father known to others, Cangming's true form.

It's just... His eyes narrowed slightly, but he found some beating white dots next to Cangming's real body.

"I killed it and saw this." His father's calm voice came. He raised his free hand in the air, and the white light spots suddenly enlarged, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Both nymphs, the most common small birds in the Sangu world, are preyed upon by local people, eaten by beasts, and killed by unprovoked celestial phenomena. They are a group of weak and powerless birds."

"It has a cowardly temperament and will run away in a hurry every time there is any movement. All creatures are full of malice toward it."

"It's as if you were born to die. Once you start, you will never stop. Once you fall, you will die. Either you avoid various dangers at low altitudes, or you become food for others. You are undoubtedly weak."

"..." He silently looked at the cockroaches and birds blocking the front of the Cangming Dragon. Facing the sharp figure, they jumped up and launched an extremely fierce attack on it. .

Of course, that figure just flicked his hand, and the cockroaches and birds fell to the ground one after another. Just like their destiny, they were eagerly wrapped by the earth, leaving not even a trace of blood.

"Is it... a parasite, or an heir?" As if there was some restless emotion surging in his heart, he couldn't help but ask. This was an offense to the Nolen family, who always paid attention to etiquette.

However, the man did not punish him verbally, but looked at him deeply, and then said calmly.

"...That's not important. Whether it's the Dragon of Cang Ming or the Boreal Bird, they are all existences that have nothing to do with us. There is no need to care about it. The reason why I told this story is to ask you One sentence."

The man's face became darker, as if his entire face was in shadow, looking extremely deep.

"Do you want to be a tyrannical and domineering dragon, or a weak and powerless bird? Tell me. I will give you a choice. Certain things are not obligatory on you."

"..." His heart stirred as he thought of the subtle relationship between his aunt, who was known as the witch, and his current family, as well as the ordinary tribesmen who lived extravagantly under the protection of his father's powerful Cangming avatar.

They are all 'dragons of Cangming', and the clan members, including myself, are all 'boring birds'.

He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth.

"I choose........."】

The blue light gradually faded, and Gran opened his eyes. A ray of light appeared in the depths of half of the gray eyes. He suddenly remembered that it seemed that the eyes of those borer birds were gray.

"What exactly did you expect..."

He smiled bitterly, but he also understood in his heart that even that powerful father would not be able to see what was happening today. However, that person must understand the difficulties that he would inevitably encounter as long as he was on the battlefield.

Dang Dang Dang.

The sound of heavy footsteps came, mixed with inarticulate curses, and a cold glance was suddenly directed here.

"It turns out it's here. It's really easy for me to find." The emperor smiled ferociously, as if he were looking at a prey caught in a trap, with a proud look on his face.

"You are also...a bird of prey."

Gran struggled to lift his upper body and looked into the distance with tired eyes. At this moment, at the point where their hearts met, he saw the giant ball of flesh that was tightly entwined with everything.

It was a monster formed by the fusion of several kings who were hostile to the Federation. Half of them were the wailing souls of the dead soldiers, and the other half were the kings with gloomy eyes and fierce looks on their faces.

The so-called 'Throne' is just the product of a temporary compromise between the two parties. Sooner or later, this guy will usher in the fate of disintegration.

"...Ha!" A trace of resentment flashed across the face of the throne. He roared and rushed over, intending to completely tear apart the prey in front of him.

However, looking at the approaching throne, a smile appeared on Gran's originally calm face.

"What a pity." He said softly, and dark blue light burst out from the depths of his eyes. The throne stood there with a serious expression. It was clearly a more majestic and powerful Cangming Dragon.

The 'Dragon of Cangming' looked here quietly. The blue aura surged with astonishing power. The throne looked at it for a moment, and a sneer appeared on its face. It was just a showpiece, and there was nothing that could be done to him.

Click, click, the throne's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked up to the sky. It was the 'sky' where cracks were appearing, and the whole 'world' was filled with the aura of destruction.

He turned back sharply and looked this way.

"You are crazy. You broke your own rules. Are you really not afraid of death?!" The throne's expression became distorted, and he roared half unwillingly and half angrily.

"I have sworn to become the Dragon of Cangming. This price..." Gran laughed, "It's really easy."

A rumbling explosion sounded, which was the explosion of the soul caused by the explosion of one's own path, and then, all of them were aimed at the throne and shot away, which were streams of air that were like sharp blades.

"Do you think this can hurt me?!" The throne shouted coldly, and a metallic color flashed on the surface of the body.

However, Gran looked at the 'Dragon of Cangming' in front of him and laughed. He stared at the throne that was waiting for him, with a look of pride in his eyes.

"You know, in the Federation, names are a kind of power, and so is memory."

"————!" Before the throne could speak, the center of the Ring of Law exploded, completely shattering the world. Gran raised his right hand with great difficulty, with a pleased expression on his face, and waved his hand in this direction.

His body was wrapped in a blue stream of light and flew far away in an instant. The speed was extremely fast, and soon no one could be seen.

".......Well."

The throne stopped in place, with black lines appearing in his eyes. He was panting heavily. His originally strong body seemed extremely weak at this moment. On the left were the group of wailing resentful souls, and on the right were the kings with trembling eyelids.

Although he blocked the attack, he himself had problems because of it.

If this continues, I'm afraid he will soon...

He glanced at the position where the other party disappeared with a gloomy look. If he really wanted to chase him, he could catch him, but there was no need. That guy had lost value to him.

In a short period of time, the opponent was at most slightly stronger than the God Kings, but to me, they were just useless.

The throne sighed, always feeling that he has been in bad luck recently. If he wants to maintain his own existence, he must completely swallow the power of others, so that 'he' will become stronger as an individual and can continue to exist.

"..." He didn't want to disappear just like that.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, he needed more, more living beings, so that he could exist forever.

The throne turned around with an indifferent expression, ignored the aftermath of the explosion, and walked towards the outside world.

Taking advantage of this period of time, enough dead soldiers were prepared in the rear, and the people of the Federation were rushing towards the locations of the major kings with solemn expressions.

The throne was killing him, looking crazy.

The memory ended here, and that was the last scene he saw. Feeling his current poor state, Gran couldn't help but shake his head. He was probably better than an ordinary world lord now.

However, he must also shoulder the responsibility, he whispered in his heart, and then looked at the other two people.

"There is still some time here. You can practice here. The balance of power can be maintained on the battlefield for the time being."

Milo, who looked serious, nodded slowly. Glinton still had some embarrassment on his face, and he hesitantly responded.

Then... he moved his eyes to look at the focused man in the distance.

Ding ding ding.

The sound of knocking is still heard.

Milo's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the famous head of the Nolen family walking towards Lu Yao. Lu Yao continued what he was doing, even if Gran arrived, he ignored him.

"————————"

Gran's body turned slightly and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something to Lu Yao.

Milo frowned slightly, but he couldn't hear it.

Lu Yao's body suddenly stagnated, and then he continued to tap. Milo's expression changed slightly, and he was confused and confused about what was going on. If he hadn't been paying attention there in private, he might not have noticed it.

Could it be because of the knocking sound?

Milo thought to himself. He raised his head and looked at the lips moving up and down. He tried to analyze it based on the lip language he knew, but... in the end he could only get some obscure syllables that could not be connected into a sentence.

Gran turned around and waved his hand in this direction, with a warm smile on his face and a look full of expectation.

"You are all the future of the Federation. You must work harder in the future. I will leave first."

"........."

"..." The two looked over there in silence.

Gran put down his hand and walked slowly towards the rock wall aside. As the two watched, he disappeared into the rock wall. Milo sensed from a distance that the distant aura gradually went away, heading towards the battlefield. go.

"...He seems to be injured." Glinton regained his composure and said in a serious tone.

"Yes, it's true." Milo nodded, but other than that, he didn't know what to say. Yes, he was injured, but even so, he couldn't offer any suggestion to let the other party take a break.

"The speed of time here is about 3:1 compared to that on the battlefield. Let's take this opportunity to increase it a bit." Milo turned his head and told Glinton, who had a complex expression.

"Okay..." Glinton said with a bitter look on his face.

Suddenly, the two of them looked to one side.

There, the sound of knocking became louder and louder, with a hint of trembling, which made the heart tremble and the brain became heavy, as if it was pressed with a heavy object.

Milo had to use his own strength to block his ears in an attempt to slow down the situation, but in his mind, the knocking sound still persisted.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Lu Yao stared intently at the dagger covered with white lines in front of him, the divine light in his eyes became more and more intense, and there seemed to be a tall figure moving in the depths of his eyes.

In front of us were the deafening waves, a white current that seemed to overturn everything.

Lu Yao stared calmly at the roaring water, stepped forward, and walked forward, with a tall and straight posture, like an eternal sea stone.

At this moment, it is rolling forward, making its own voice to the 'River of Destiny'.

"I----"