Tranxending Vision

At the gates of the Ember City, a few old men were gathered at the city walls, staring at a mural inscribed on the wall. There was a stick and two wheels, and there was a lot of grass growing around the wheels.    

A passage was carved into the side of the mural: This object is dedicated only to all pursuers, and to those who seek to destroy the city.    

It was signed: Your great Abba.    

"Who is He Fang?" "So wicked!" An old man with wrinkles all over his face was so angry that his beard was trembling. "How uncultured. How can you carve such a dirty painting at the city gate?"    

"It's an iron man." A chubby old man said, "I saw it carved. As it carved, it cursed. I never saw its mouth stop."    

"When was it carved?"    

"Three days ago."    

"Why didn't you stop it?"    

"Ha!" Why should I stop it? I think it's right, no matter who wants to destroy this city, I want my cock card to greet his ass! " The chubby old man even made an aggressive gesture, and in that instant, he seemed to have returned to his youth.    

"What do you think that is?" An old woman's voice. She lifted her finger and pointed it at the northern sky.    

All the old men raised their heads and looked in that direction.    

A bloody shadow rapidly flew over from the north. Under the dim yellow sky, it was like a burning meteorite. Behind it, a black cloud was moving towards him.    

Those flames were not some burning meteorite, they were the flames of the undead flamingo. Behind it wasn't any black cloud, but a large number of flying beasts, as well as the Sky Knight Regiment from the Doomsday City.    

"Quickly run!"    

"The enemy is coming!"    

"Close the city gates!"    

A few old men ran through the city gate while trembling. One of them fell to the ground while the other ran away with his shoes. It was a very embarrassing scene.    

It was still not easy for the few old men to escape into the city, but they didn't have the strength to push the heavy city gates shut. There was not a single soldier in the city, not even a single young man or child. Three days ago, Nightingale's City Lord made his last move, and all those who wanted to leave, left hesitantly. The only ones left were these few old men whose lives were nearing its end, old men who didn't care about life and death.    

In the sky.    

The Ember City got closer and closer in Princess Young-ye's line of sight, but she did not see any soldiers he could see. The person she wanted to see the most was Xia Lei, but he did not appear. Then, she saw those old men who had staggered into the city, wanting to close the city gates but lacked the strength to do so. The scene was filled with an absurd sense of joy, but she just couldn't laugh.    

She knew that this city was pretty much an empty city, even the heart of the city was taken away, let alone that Nightingale's daughter and Xia Lei.    

Dang, dang, dang!    

Ember City's alarm bell rang.    

Some old men carried rusted sabers and swords that they had used when they were young and climbed up the city walls, while others went to help close the city gates.    

The city gates were closed.    

An old man wanted to pull his bow open and shoot an arrow at the undead flamingo that was already close to the city gate, but no matter what, he could not pull his battle bow open.    

The blazing flame hovered above the city gate, and raging flames surged from its body.    

The Sky Knight Regiment from the Doomsday City of the imperial city stopped uniformly behind Fen Yan. Although they only numbered five thousand, their fighting strength was enough to overturn any city other than the Doomsday City.    

In order to be in a hurry, Princess Young-ye personally led the Airborne Knight Regiment and rushed to Ember City at the fastest speed possible. But now, it seemed that she was still too late. Xia Lei had already emptied the entire city. All he had left for her was an empty city, and these old men waiting to die, and that stinging mural.    

A aerial knight controlled his flying mount to walk to Fen Yan's side, he lowered his head deeply and said: "Respected Princess Young-ye, the Ember City is right below us, do you want to kill all these people and take over this city?"    

Princess Young-ye's gaze swept across the trembling elders who were hiding behind the city walls. She shook his head and said, "Go to Ming Du and inform the King of the Western Region that he no longer needs to send any more ground troops, including him. That person is no longer here. "    

"Yes." The Airborne Knight immediately controlled his flying mount and flew in the direction of Ming Du.    

Princess Young-ye waved his hand and a ball of flame flew out from her hands, accurately smashing on the stinging eye painting.    

BOOM!    

The city wall collapsed with a loud rumble.    

"Kill!" An old man with a bared upper body and a body covered in ferocious tattoos rushed out from behind the gap with a knife in his hand.    

He waved his sword and shouted crazily.    

Five thousand heaven knights looked at him without expression.    

The old tattooed man tripped on a rock and fell to the ground. A set of false teeth flew out from his mouth and fell to the ground, rolling a few times before stopping.    

There was even a leaf stuck to the teeth of the snowy white dentures.    

Princess Young-ye closed her eyes. She felt that if she continued to watch, or continued to stay here, her lungs would definitely explode. This city, the elderly people here, everything here was filled with malice towards her that Xia Lei left behind!    

"Retreat!" The Princess Young-ye ordered.    

Killing these old men who were waiting to die and destroying Ember City was not something that she couldn't do, it was just that there was no meaning to it.    

undead flamingo Burning Flame turned around and flew in the direction of the Doomsday City.    

"No, Burning Flame!" Princess Young-ye suddenly said, "Let's go to the no-man's land!"    

"Shriek!" The flames hissed, changing the course of their flight.    

In the sky, five thousand aerial knights followed closely.    

"Dragon King? I don't know if this is your real name, but no matter what your name is or who you are, I will definitely find you! No one could... No one can! " Only she herself could hear Princess Young-ye's voice.    

No one can do anything about it?    

She didn't even want to say it out loud, even to herself.    

At the same time.    

No one was present.    

The black desert stretched on forever. The light in the sky was getting dimmer, closer to the night. Suspension City had already flown in the no man's land for hundreds of thousands of kilometres, but wherever she flew, there wasn't even a single living thing to be seen.    

This was the true Dark Death World.    

The Bronze Finch Palace's projection mapping constantly flashed past sand mountains and valleys that were surrounded by sand mountains, and some of the sand mountains were even ten thousand meters tall. Suspension City's weather system also gave the environment index. Although there was also atmosphere here, the atmosphere was extremely poisonous, and normal people or animals could not survive in such an environment.    

Beep, beep, beep...    

The emergency notification for the Suspension City's Dominator System sounded out all of a sudden.    

Xia Lei, who was playing with the Yin Yang Runic Blood-crystal on the Throne, suddenly stood up when she heard this, and her gaze shifted towards the projection mapping.    

Inside the projection mapping, Hitojiu's hand-drawn landscape finally appeared!    

Brain Amido was also excited: "My master, we finally found a similar terrain! Ninety-seven percent similarity, it should be here. "    

Xia Lei said: "We will stop here, I will go out and look. If this is the place, then the base Hitojiu was talking about should be nearby."    

Suspension City stopped.    

However, he did not wait for Xia Lei to leave, so that he could enter through the door and carry an alloyed briefcase. As it moved, clanging sounds of metal could be heard coming from the alloyed suitcase.    

Xia Lei's gaze fell upon the alloyed briefcase, and a chaotic feeling suddenly arose in his heart.    

The alloyed suitcase had a very striking "Milk" engraved on it and had been painted white. The word "milk" was like a firefly in the night, giving people a glittering visual effect.    

"My most beautiful master, it's time to drink some milk." Good Fang said.    

Fortunately, it did not disguise itself as a servant. This strange thought popped out in Xia Lei's mind. If so, he felt that his eyes would be blinded.    

He then went to Xia Lei's side and opened the alloyed suitcase, inside there were six alloyed containers. These six alloy containers contained the milk of six wives, Daqiao's, Xiaoqiao's, Diao Chan's, Cai Ling's, and Nightingale's.    

Xia Lei reached out and picked up the six alloy containers. Three of them were in his left hand and three in his right. He flipped the switch, opened the lid, and poured all of the milk into his mouth. He was too lazy to mix it up with the container anymore. He drank it all in one gulp and then wrapped it with energy. He mixed it up with his stomach and released it bit by bit.    

"Good milk!" Xie Fang praised.    

Xia Lei placed the six alloy containers into the alloyed suitcase, and then glared at them, "Why are you carving the word milk on the suitcase?"    

"Because I'm Master's milkman!" He added, "Yes, the humblest and most pious milkman."    

What else could Xia Lei say?    

"Oh yeah, Madam Daqiao told me to send you a message, she said that she has picked a good day for your wedding with her fiance. She wants you to come to her room later. She wants to talk to you. " Good Fang said.    

Xia Lei frowned, "Can't we marry all four of them? A wedding, four wives, that would save a lot of trouble. "    

Xie Fang said: "That's what I thought too, when I was taking milk from Lady Daqiao, I also suggested it, but Lady Daqiao said that four people in one district doesn't conform to the rules of etiquette. Furthermore, she has also questioned four fianc?s. They mean that everyone's wedding should be unique and should not be perfunctory. "    

Xia Lei laughed bitterly, "Alright, I understand."    

"Also, when I was fetching milk from Lady Diao Chan, she also asked me to bring a message to you. She steamed some pastries and wanted you to go over to her place to taste it." Then, he added, "I realized that Madam Diao Chan seemed to have just bathed and was very fragrant. I feel that Master should go to her place to eat pastries."    

Xia Lei turned and walked out the door.    

"My most beautiful master, you went in the wrong direction. Lady Diao Chan is over here." Zhang Ye reminded them.    

Xia Lei didn't even turn his head around.    

It was not that he was unmoved, but he did not want to eat Diao Chan's pastries. He only had one last step left, and no one could stop him, not even his lovely wives!