Chapter 92 Miracle Resurrection

Author: Crowtopia

Chapter 92 Miracle Resurrection

Red Lion was persuaded by Jie Lian and told the warriors participating in the festival.

Many of the warriors who came to the festival were gentlemen, expressed their understanding, and hoped to help Latan regain his consciousness.

They also want to see the real General Shatterstar.

For the few people who didn't buy it, Jie Lian could only push Wu Ming out and make him lose money.

Of course, Wuming will not pay compensation. Even the old man of the Blood Dynasty has no objections. The only ones who have objections are some profit-seeking people who covet the big rune of Latarn.

As a profit-seeking person, Wuming would not admit defeat and successfully invited out all those who were dissatisfied.

These people are trying their best to publicize the despicability of the Red Lion City and its nameless insidiousness.

But no one in the Red Lion City cared about these comments, and everyone was focused on the task of curing Latarn.

Neferi originally wanted to help, but she still said goodbye to Wuming.

"My adoptive father asked me to go to the Lake District." Neferi said, "I guess he heard that Latarn's big rune was not in hope, so he changed my mission for me."

Wuming was very honest and gave Nefeli a handful of gold coins to fulfill his promise of coupons.

After that, he concentrated on managing Latarn's treatment.

Another month has passed, and all the corruption in Red Lion City has finally bottomed out.

Treatment has also reached the next stage——

Infuse Latarn with fire.

"General Latarn's big rune is burning fiercely, which is also the direction he pointed us in the fight against corruption." Jielian said, "But the general himself is not getting better. We can't determine whether the flames are not strong enough or whether he is terminally ill.

, cannot be eradicated.”

Wuming said: "You couldn't get close to Latan in the past, so you couldn't confirm it."

Jie Lian said: "It's hard to get close now."

Wuming wants to detect the flames in Latarn's body, so he needs to suppress Latarn and make him more honest.

But general hypnosis may not be effective.

Sleep will be awakened by pain, and Latan's body is filled with fire and corruption, and he is always in severe pain.

If you want to suppress him, you can only suppress him physically.

The warriors came out in full force again, this time with the Red Lions.

People were holding ropes and chains, preparing to seal Latarn's limbs.

Just blocking Latarn was a difficult battle. The knights held up their big shields to withstand the dense rain of arrows, opening up a space for those behind.

Latarn's thin horse is very flexible driven by gravity magic. With the support of his own footsteps, its movement trajectory is weird, messy and unpredictable.

A halo of light enveloped Pony and Latarn, and Latarn and Pony, who were free under the gravity magic, were bound, and even the gravity magic could not escape them.

The ropes were immediately tied around Latarn's limbs and head, with the intention of cutting him into pieces.

Wuming put away the catalyst for releasing the prayer and jumped to Latarn:

"Get it under control."

Wuming pressed Latarn's forehead and searched for the flames in Latarn's body.

But as soon as his hand was pressed on, Latarn shook his head, shook Wuming's hand, and also shook off the restraints of the others.

Purple light extended along the rope, and the magic of gravity gave him infinite power. Even if hundreds of people were pulling him, they were dragged along by him, sliding on the sand dunes.

"My energy is boundless." Wuming sighed.

"What to do now?" Jie Lian asked.

"We can only bleed him," Wuming said.

Several red lion knights held large bows and pointed toward the sky, and the arrows exuded gravity magic.

"General, I'm offended!" The red lion fired an arrow.

The arrows fell on Ratan's limbs, piercing his limbs and pinning him to the sand.

Several warriors held spears and inserted them into Latarn's limbs, just like the original Knights of Corruption.

Latan was in pain, roared and struggled, sending sand filling the sky, and threw the warrior away.

"No, the sand won't hold it in place," Jie Lian said.

Wuming sighed: "Forget it, I'll do it."

"Do you still have this special power?" Jie Lian was curious about how Wuming could immobilize Latarn.

"Stay away." Wuming asked the people around him to retreat urgently, and jumped up high.

Wuming jumped up high and threw several fireballs at Latarn.

The fireball was ten meters in size and very terrifying.

When the fireball landed on Latarn's limbs, it exploded with even more exaggerated power. A hundred-meter-long mushroom cloud rose, and large swaths of sand melted where the fireball hit, blending into the thick lion armor.

Latarn was about to struggle to get up, but was hit back by several black fireballs, and his limbs sank deeply into the molten sand.

Wuming fell back to the ground, took out a pyroxene, and cast magic on Latarn.

A large amount of cold air was emitted, freezing the melted armor together with the sand and solidifying it into blocks.

Wuming clapped his hands: "Done."

Latarn's limbs are now connected to hundreds of meters of earth. If he wants to shake, he can't move unless he pries the earth.

But Latarn's head was still shaking wildly, and Wuming couldn't press it down.

"Come and hold it down." Wuming directed others.

The great horned Tragus, the warrior Alexander the Pot, and several of the strongest warriors pressed hard against Latarn's head, but they still could not stop Latarn's restless head.

Wuming stretched out his hand again, with flames igniting in his palm, ready to throw it at Latarn's head.

The red lion was shocked when he saw this: "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, it's not a fireball." Wuming said, "It's time to use my special skills."

Wu Ming pointed at La Tarn, and a layer of pink aura enveloped La Tarn's face.

The power of charm allows people to see the things they desire and gain inner peace. It is exerted on Latarn, who has lost his mind.

That's not all. As a demigod, Latarn has a very strong resistance to various spells. The charm of his soul is not enough.

Wuming also needs to combine light magic to read Latarn's desire at the soul level, and then use light magic to present the appearance to achieve the most effective charm.

"Come on, Rattan, let me see this long dream of yours, see your fear and desire, and let me give you peace..."

Wuming picked up a ball of pink, and the pink aura seeped into the armor along the protective face. Under the influence of light magic, Wuming's figure changed, forming the figure that could bring peace to Latarn.

When the soldiers who were trying to suppress Latarn saw Wuming's figure, they forgot to use their strength and stared at Wuming with big eyes and small eyes:

"What is this?"

The head of a skinny horse appeared there, resembling Rattan's pony, perhaps when it was young.

If it were just a horse, the red lion wouldn't be so surprised.

Wuming was carrying a horse's head, but underneath the horse's head was the figure of a woman.

The woman has an average figure and no distinguishable features. She wears a red leather armor with her belly button exposed. She wears short boots with fluffy boots and a leather boot cover inside, exposing a small part of her thigh.

"Eh-Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!"

This abstract object swings the horse's head, twisting back and forth, as if dancing.

Seeing this weird thing, the red lion and the warriors were stunned and forgot to use their strength.

But they were not thrown away, because Latarn was also stunned and looked directly at the mysterious creature.

"This must be the general's unconscious mind projecting something important to him." Jie Lian guessed, "In the general's long dream, these things support him to persevere."

The red lion was suddenly enlightened and searched for the source of various characteristics of this influence.

For example, the horse's head is the general's favorite horse, the red is the hair color that the general is proud of, and the boots under his feet do not exactly resemble the style of Latarn's arm armor.

"Whose body does this woman belong to?" Red Lion wondered.

The general was a martial artist and had little contact with women. The women he often came into contact with were his relatives.

This woman's body is quite barren and does not look like an adult woman.

"Could it be my sister's?" Red Lion guessed, "The general is actually a hidden sister-in-law?"

Jie Lian looked at that barren figure:

"It can't be the Valkyrie..."

Jie Lian and Red Lion quickly denied this possibility.

How could the general be thinking about that woman? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But these are not important issues. What is important is that the general finally stopped struggling.

The horse-headed girl stepped on her boots, walked up to Latan, who had a calm face, and held down his head.

While checking the condition inside his body, he comforted him:

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

At the same time, an unknown voice also appeared out of thin air:

"Sure enough, the flame in Latarn's brain is weak. It should be instinctive to prevent the brain from burning out."

"Isn't your brain burned out now?" Tragus looked at the nameless horse-headed girl.

Wuming stopped gossiping and controlled the flames, flowing through Latarn's body, causing a lot of sweat.

Thanks to the large amount of mushroom soup fed to Latan over the past month, Latan's body is very rich in water. His body that was originally dry in the sand dunes was moisturized and he sweated a lot.

As a large amount of sweat appeared, Wuming also increased his firepower. Under the water and fire, Latan roared in pain, but every time he saw Wuming's transformed figure, he would reduce his struggle.

As time passed, Latarn roared vaguely.

This vague roar sounded as sweet as fairy music to the red lion's ears.

Although it was vague, they could tell that it was language, a language that the general had not spoken for many years.

Jie Lian asked: "What is the general talking about?"

Red Lion said uncertainly:

"The general seems to be talking about... the emperor?"

Jie Lian said: "I understand, the general worships King Gefulei and King Radagan. He once attacked the royal city and was repelled, but he is still pursuing his dream of becoming a king!"

Old Jie Lian burst into tears, with tears oozing from one eye: "The general has never forgotten his ambition!"

The red lions also wiped away tears in emotion.

On the one hand, it is the ideal of the general, and on the other hand, it also sees the hope of the general's recovery.

They echoed the general's roar and shouted the emperor's name.

"Emperor! Emperor!"

The nameless transformed figure also neighed and screamed loudly.

Just when the entire Weeping Dune was heated up by the atmosphere, and the fanatical atmosphere was ignited to the extreme, Latarn took a breath of cold air, and his originally dim eyes regained their pupils, shining with the light of reason.

In an instant, the enthusiasm sublimated into ecstasy, and the warriors and the red lions hugged each other, cried, shouted and laughed.

Jielian shouted Latarn's name, looked up to the sky and roared at the red clouds and fading stars, announcing the return of the legend to the world:

"General Broken Star, the miraculous resurrection!"

Gee, this should have been the most sublime scene, so fun that I felt like I was crazy.

It's a pity that the tragic atmosphere in the early stage was not properly rendered. It can only be said that there are still too many restrictions. There are factors both inside and outside the game, and there are too many plots to be arranged that can only be written during this period, causing readers to notice the delay. (Actually, the process is too slow.

It’s not that it’s procrastinating, it’s that it’s not written well, and the plot arrangement doesn’t have a sense of ups and downs.) Maybe it should be done in one step, and after exaggerating the emotions, I can directly continue with this paragraph. It’s a pity, it’s a pity, just understand the spirit.

By the way, I would like to ask the readers, do you want me to add pictures to certain paragraphs, the source of some memes, or specific images of specific characters, or should I wait until readers realize the memes and post them themselves.
Chapter completed!