"Put it here. I'll take care of the rest." Since there's nowhere to put it, it's better to dismantle it directly, Zhu Qinghong called Xiaoye.
The space door opened, and a dozen knee-high robots jumped out. They had round heads and short legs and jumped onto the demon corpse.
The robot's arms turned into various disassembly tools, chopping, chiseling or sawing materials, and it was a busy time.
Lu Yaoye looked surprised at the novelty and had no plans to leave. The robot moved the dismantled parts to the space door, hey hey hey, it's a little cute.
Su Rui and others were injured in the battle with the Cracking Earth Dragon. Zhu Qinghong asked them to go back and recuperate before doing anything again.
Fang Youan hesitated and did not leave.
After thinking for a long time, he finally asked: "Your Majesty, please spare the life of the Emperor of Shuang Kingdom."
Even though he is naive and kind, he was born in the wrong era, and it is not his fault.
Zhu Qinghong turned to look at him: "Yes."
She didn't ask why, but the emperor of a city couldn't stir up trouble. Fang You'an was overjoyed and grateful: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Go." Zhu Qinghong raised his hand. She can save the emperor's life, but it's hard to say whether the emperor himself is willing.
"Yes." Fang Youan left.
He didn't care about his injuries and hurried to Youshuang Kingdom, wanting to tell the emperor the good news.
Night comes quietly.
Lanterns were lit in the palace of Youshuang Kingdom, and the dim light illuminated one area. The palace was extremely quiet, as if there was a haze pressing on the top of the head, and it was gloomy and gloomy.
Neither country won the war, but a certain person's extraordinary strength has revealed the country's future.
Government Hall.
The emperor sat on the steps and gently wiped his sword. The blade was so cold that it broke hair and could easily kill someone.
Fang Youan folded his wings and landed outside the hall.
He strode in: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is kind and will not treat you badly."
"Really?" The emperor stood up with a smile and faced Fang Youan, "She is so powerful that my whole country cannot defeat her."
It is also a delusion to die together.
He smiled sadly and put the sword on his neck.
Fang Youan was shocked: "Your Majesty."
"Fang You'an." The emperor's eyes were sad and determined, "Does your Majesty treat his people well?"
"Okay, very good." Fang You'an nodded, "She turned wastelands into rice fields and built pavilions from ruins. The people had enough food and clothing, and constant smiles on their faces. She did not tolerate any crime and enforced the law harshly. She treated the surrendered people kindly.
Believe it and use it without any doubt."
It’s as beautiful as a fairyland in a dream.
The emperor couldn't help but feel yearning, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it.
"In this way, I feel relieved." The emperor smiled gratefully, "The people finally have a good place to go."
Fang An took another step forward: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has promised to spare your life. You don't have to do this. Your Majesty has the capacity to tolerate others."
The emperor shook his head and took a step back: "Fang You'an, you don't understand. It is the right way for a king who has subjugated his country to die for his country. I believe that your Majesty is magnanimous, and I believe that she who is loyal to you can protect the people. However, as a king, the country
As long as people remain, the country will perish and people will perish."
I don’t understand. Fang Youan doesn’t understand at all.
He only knows that people are dead and nothing.
Living is more important than anything else.
"You care about the people, why don't you want to see with your own eyes their happy life in the future?" Fang You'an advised.
"If I die, they will have a happy life in the future." With sad eyes, the emperor smiled happily, "It's good not to understand."
I don’t understand the heart of an emperor.
To accommodate a force, its old master is a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh. If he doesn't get rid of it today, he will get rid of it in the future when he finds the opportunity. It's better to let him die now and let the new master have more compassion for the people.
He has no talent or ability, and his only life is available.
Fang Youan frowned and looked directly at the emperor: "Your Majesty, as long as I am here today, you cannot die. Put down your sword..."
"Fang You'an." The emperor lost his gentleness and looked at him sharply, "I have made up my mind. You should respect it."
Respect. Fang Youan is even more confused. They say that it is better to die than live, so why does the emperor insist on doing this?
From Tianchong City, Lingxi County to Haocheng, they took the initiative to surrender, but His Majesty never treated them harshly. They were entrusted with important responsibilities and developed together, and he never favored one over the other.
Your Majesty has done nothing wrong. If you are willing to bow your head, Your Majesty will be able to tolerate others. Then we can create a prosperous world together.
Fang Youan has met a lot of people along the way. If you stand firm against His Majesty, you will not end well.
Although His Majesty is decisive in killing, he is also kind and generous. Being an emperor does not matter, as long as he does not commit any act of betrayal and revenge, it does not matter.
When the emperor saw Fang You'an's eyes resolute, he was so heartbroken that he wanted to kill himself on the spot. Fang You'an's figure dodged and he firmly grasped the blade of the sword.
"Your Majesty has an order to spare the emperor's life." Fang You'an took away the sword without any difficulty, "The emperor respects himself."
He flipped his wrist and threw the sword, and the sword was inserted into the pillar. The emperor sighed helplessly: "It turns out that it is so difficult to die."
"The emperor has time to commit suicide, so it is better to tidy up the court and leave it to your majesty." Fang Youan's eyes were deep, "It is easy to die, but it is not a bad thing to stay and work for the welfare of the people. The emperor has a sudden thought and should be corrected.
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"For the benefit of the people. I, no, I understand." The emperor sat down on the ground decadently, "Who makes me unable to defeat you."
"It's good to know." Fang You'an turned around and added uneasily, "As long as I'm here, you can feel at ease."
The emperor nodded and did not reply.
Fang You'an walked out of the hall, not wanting to die. He had never seen the lights of thousands of houses and the rolling waves of rice. Wouldn't it be a loss to die? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why bother yourself.
There is no shame in surrendering, living well is the most important thing.
Inside the palace.
The emperor raised his head and stood up. He walked to the pillar and pulled out the sword with all his strength. Fang Youan was too young after all.
Sitting in that position has your own mission as a king. It is more important than life and dignity, and you will never give up.
The emperor held his sword and walked up the steps and sat on the dragon chair. The hall was empty, with no ministers or people.
Only him.
Either way, it’s OK.
The emperor raised his sword, closed his eyes, and killed himself. The sword fell, blood flowed, and he fell on the dragon chair without moving.
The sound of weapons falling to the ground startled Fang Youan. He quickly returned to the palace, only to see the dead emperor.
Why? Why? Fang Youan clenched his fists and his eyes were heavy. A good future is clearly in front of you, so why must you die?
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No one gave him an answer.
Fang You'an raised his eyes to take one last look at the emperor, turned around and walked out of the hall. He is dead, and it is useless to talk more.
He informed the palace officials to collect the coffin and left Youshuang Kingdom. He was so depressed that he vomited a mouthful of blood when he landed.
Spit it out and feel much better. Su Rui happened to pass by and looked at the blood on the ground: "Are you hurt so badly?"
"It's just blood congestion." Fang You'an hurriedly walked, and when he saw Zhu Qinghong, he knelt down and said, "I didn't do my job well. The emperor of Youshuang Kingdom has committed suicide."
"I know." Zhu Qinghong looked calmly, "You are injured, have a good rest. Go down."
Fang Youan lowered his head, stood up and left.
Su Rui passed him by and entered the room: "What's wrong with him? Something's wrong."
"I was shocked and suspected of being alive." Zhu Qinghong clicked on the panel and arranged for the upgrade of the portable mecha. "I will leave for the slave country in two days. The aftermath and construction here are left to you. The county-level monsters are dead, and the low-level monsters are dead.
They will be ready to move."
"I will definitely make the arrangements." Su Rui said her intention, "Lv Yaoye came to me. He wants to join the Royal Forest Army."
Zhu Qinghong didn't even raise his head: "The number of the Twelve Guards must not be increased. Anyone who is interested can participate in the assessment and launch an attack."
Survival of the fittest.
If you want to become the Twelve Guards, you must be outstanding.
In this way, the people at the top are in crisis, and the people at the bottom are motivated. Neither side is slacking off.
Zhu Qinghong thought of the priest's power and gave it to whom to think carefully.
The next day, the emperor of Youshuang Kingdom had not yet been buried, and his body lay in the palace. Fang You'an led people to take over the Youshuang Kingdom, killing those who deserved to be killed, and arresting those who deserved to be arrested.
The emperor's funeral was simple, and he was burned to ashes in a fire seven days later. After the demons were raging, cremation was the best way.
Yingling Kingdom and Youshuang Kingdom were officially incorporated into the Yunhong Dynasty on the third day after the emperor's death.
From then on, the country was transformed into a city.
Zhu Qinghong thought about it and gave Fang Youan the breaking power of the Earth Breaking Dragon.
The mecha adds strength and the combat power is doubled.
The portable mecha is officially updated and upgraded. The Royal Forest Army and the Imperial Guard can download it by themselves and become proficient.
The two cities began to renovate and plan, and Zhu Qinghong initiated the genetic evolution of Su Rui and Fang Youan.
In a battle against county-level monsters, the two mechas are not capable enough, so improvement is necessary.
There was originally an upgrade plan, but after integrating into the minerals, it was not ideal, so it was shelved. Although no new minerals were obtained, the body of the Earth Cracking Dragon was still there.
Extract useful materials, analyze, react, fuse, and create new mechas.
To control this kind of mecha, Su Rui and Fang Youan's bodies must evolve. Ono improved the evolution fluid through various studies on the Earth Cracking Dragon.
Zhu Qinghong opened the space door, and Su Rui and Fang Youan walked into the culture tank spontaneously. They wanted to become stronger!
[The minerals extracted from the bodies of the cracking earth dragons remove the dregs and retain their essence. Not only will their bodies become stronger, but their priestly abilities will also be greatly improved. If this evolution is successful, hunting monsters will become our daily routine in the future.
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"This land is surrounded by many county-level demons." Zhu Qinghong clicked on the map, "Who is the prey and who is the hunter?"
[County-level demons gather in large numbers, and there is a chance that state-level demons will be born in the long run. Master, please do not be careless.]
"We need to find new minerals." Zhu Qinghong shook his head, "It's a pity that only cities are marked on the map."
[There should be more detailed maps of the slave country. There may also be maps outside the county-level demon city walls.]
"It's worth looking forward to." The two people who Zhu Qinghongwang began to evolve. Su Rui and Fang You'an had painful expressions. What's going on?
Why is it more painful than the first genetic modification? The power entering the body is so violent that it is as oppressive as facing a county-level demon.
Fierce and fiery power spread throughout their bodies, and they curled up in pain. At the critical moment, the priest's power activated itself.
Su Rui hugged her body like a baby, with layers of protection appearing all over her body.
Fang Youan's domineering disintegrating power competed with his opponent in his body, disintegrating and reforming inch by inch.
Both sides of the bad temper refused to give way to each other, causing his mouth to bleed.
Zhu Qinghong remembered that there were three power balls in his hand. The power of the priest should not be underestimated, so he should look for opportunities to get more.
The number of people below was gradually increasing, and more resources were needed. She glanced at the map and saw that there were still more than a dozen besieged cities.
If you can survive, you must be protected by priests.
The more, the merrier.
After solving the slave country, we all went on a journey.