The eternal night sky shook violently, and the originally bright moonlight became hazy, as if the lens went from focusing to spreading, and everything in front of me became virtual and solid, as if in fog.
Han Baiyi, who was in Zhulong's right eye, couldn't see all this.
On the contrary, after countless impact bombings, Master Xianfeng slowly climbed up, relying on his immortal body to survive the aftermath of countless slashing attacks.
He looked up at the truly noble one.
But he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.
Is this... a truly noble person?
Why are noble people killed by ants?
Why wasn't time and space moved at the beginning?
Why...everything seems so sudden?
The Master of Immortal Peak was filled with doubts and looked at the extremely tall figure.
However, before he could come up with an answer to explain himself, the candle dragon in the distance suddenly let out a wail.
Master Xianfeng, who was in a period of confusion, immediately looked up, only to see the huge smoke-like figure shaking violently like ripples caused by a stone thrown into the water.
Master Xianfeng's eyes suddenly straightened and he stared at this scene in a daze.
Before Zhulong Qiang could stabilize himself, he saw that the red eye on the right suddenly dimmed, and the huge wheel-like pupil cracked like a spider web inch by inch, and the air vibrated and made a series of clicks.
With the first cracking sound, the sound was like a domino being pushed for the first time. The clicking sounds continued continuously, and became denser and denser, until finally the sounds were almost connected.
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Kakakakakaka...
Zhulong's figure froze in place, and his seemingly majestic and solemn huge body turned from complete to shattered in just an instant.
The body was tens to hundreds of meters tall, but like a high-rise building that had been blasted in a directed manner, it instantly exploded into clouds of powdery dust and smoke.
The body swelled and exploded, forming a black mist that almost covered the entire Fairyland.
Only in the center stands a long red crystalline pillar, which is curved on the surface but actually leads straight to the sky.
The Immortal Peak Master raised his head blankly.
The pupils are somewhat dilated.
In his mind, the symbol of being unparalleled and powerful, symbolizing longevity and invincibility, was shattered in his heart at this moment.
Maybe it's because the fantasy is disillusioned.
However, he did not notice that at the moment when the black smoke exploded, his body suddenly blurred like a distortion, and the outline and color were distorted and distorted frame by frame, and then suddenly restored.
Master Xianfeng knelt on the ground. Although his face still had the middle-aged appearance, the twilight spirit revealed in his movements made him look like a truly decrepit octogenarian.
The fairyland is still shaking violently.
This oscillating power seems to have no end, spreading from the sky of the fairyland to the everlasting cherry trees, and then to the mountains, and then spreads from the mountains to the vast distance.
Even Ashina could feel the violent shock coming from Xianxiang.
Ashina Castle, in front of the castle tower
Yuzi looked at the turbulent sky in the distance with a worried look. The clouds were dividing and closing in the sky, drifting into the distance with the force of this shock.
As early as when the black dragon was unearthed, Genichiro and others had already finished the worship and sent the leaders of various ministries to various parts of Ashina City to stabilize the morale of the people and the army.
Genichiro himself led Kuro, Nagama, and a group of Ashina clan confidants out of the castle tower and came to the wide square outside the castle tower. They all felt the strong vibrations under their feet with worried faces.
As Yingzhou people, they are not afraid of earthquakes. After all, there are always one, two, three, or four earthquakes in a year.
But they had never seen an earthquake as powerful as today, but not very strong.
Everyone's heart couldn't help but lift.
The people at the bottom are naturally afraid of the wrath of the legendary mountain god, while those with higher status in Ashina City have more or less heard about the origin of 'Ryuyin Yuzi', and vaguely know about 23% of the news related to Sakuraryu.
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Although it is inaccurate and vague, it does not hinder their divergent thinking.
And people with such status as Genichiro and Kuro knew that Han Baiyi was fighting the legendary Sakura Dragon.
At this juncture, Ashina had such a strange phenomenon that it had to be imagined.
Yu Zizhi felt that his little heart was hanging in the air, and he looked at the sky with a worried look.
Compared to Miko, Genichiro obviously has more aspects to consider.
In addition to worrying about Han Baiyi's life, he also had to worry about the movements of the inner government outside the mountain. While preventing disasters and evacuating, he also had to allocate some manpower to guard against threats outside the city.
The moment Ashina put his whole heart and soul into him, Genichiro became a veritable leader of Ashina City.
He has to take on more responsibilities.
"Hey, what's that?"
Shinsuke Sase, who was following them, suddenly let out a low drink and pointed his finger into the distance.
Miko and Genichiro turned around and saw that the sky on Ashina's side was filled with black smoke.
Both of them were startled.
As the saying goes, if you set a mountain on fire, you will be imprisoned. No matter what era, wildfires are an extremely fatal hazard to cities built on mountains.
However, the Ashina area is damp and dark, and the plant soil is moist. Even if you stick a torch on grease, it will be difficult to ignite the old forest in the mountains. How did the fire start?
"It seems like a wildfire... No! It's not a wildfire."
A sharp-eyed Ashina warrior ran up to the top of the city and looked into the distance.
"There is no fire! There is no spread, it only gathers in one place...it seems like someone is just burning smoke? Is it burning wolf dung?"
"Are you kidding? You can see the wolf smoke so clearly here. The wolf dung that was lit must be as big as a hill. How could there be so many wolves?"
Another Wei Mingzhong warrior retorted. The Wei Mingzhong themselves were experts at raising wolves. Below the level of the general, except for the musketeers, almost everyone had one. This was all forced out by the monsters in the inner palace who had sword masters per capita.
Genichiro frowned and walked towards the wall where Ashina's warriors had walked.
"You! Your body!"
Genichiro's steps stagnated, and the Ashina warriors around him were also a few steps away from the sharp-eyed warrior just now. Several people who were familiar with him looked at him with dumbfounded eyes.
The sharp-eyed samurai turned around with a blank look on his face, completely unaware that his body was flickering blurry like a screen distortion, and his outline and shape were distorted in the air, but he himself was not aware of it at all, and even had a strange expression on his face.
looking at the people around him.
"What...what happened?"
A little nervous.
Ashina Genichiro's eyes were cold, his righteous hand held the scabbard tightly, and his right hand pressed on the handle of the knife that opened the door.
‘Is it the legacy of Dao Ce’s master and apprentice again? He actually did this without me noticing...'
Anger filled his chest, as if burning with fire.
"Hey... Sakuragi! Didn't you notice! Your body!"
"Mitsui, what are you talking about...what's wrong with your body!"
Ashina Genichiro was startled and looked in the direction of Mitsui.
Sure enough, the figure of the warrior just now was also distorted and began to blur. His figure flickered, but his movements did not stop at all.
"My body? Hey, there's nothing wrong with my body..."
The samurai known as Mitsui raised his hands that had been twisted like tentacles in other people's view, but he looked confused.
Genichiro's eyes suddenly widened.
Sakuragi, who started to run up the wall, stepped back step by step in disbelief. The others also swallowed cautiously and backed away.
Mitsui suddenly panicked.
"Hey! Hey! You guys are talking! My body... look at that guy Sakuragi! I'm normal!"
"What are you talking about, Mitsui! Can't you see your own body?"
The two of them were noisy and noisy for a while, then suddenly fell into silence.
The two turned their heads and looked at the other people around them.
Everyone looked at the two of them cautiously.
But fear appeared on the faces of the two of them.
Mitsui's figure was trembling as he walked away from the crowd step by step.
Click.
I stepped on a stone under my feet, but it was crushed as if I had stepped on flour.
This sound was like a muffled thunder explosion, and the vague symptoms just now spread like a plague to everyone. The warriors screamed in panic and left their colleagues with expressions of eagerness and fear on their faces.
Everyone's form and existence were distorted by some unknown force.
Even Ashina Genichiro himself noticed a change in the way other people looked at him.
He is also twisting.
However, when he lowered his head, he could only see familiar body postures.
The normal posture he saw every day seemed to separate himself from everything he could see, and his mind was shaking uncontrollably.
Yuzi looked around with trembling eyes. When she turned around, she was shocked to find that Yongzhen's figure was also distorted, and even wrapped in black flames.
Yongzhen saw everyone's respective situations and probably had an idea of his own form.
However, knowing does not mean accepting.
Relying on the strong spirit he had gained from years of practicing swordsmanship to suppress the panic and worry in his heart, Yongzhen nodded to Jiulang with a calm expression.
"Miko-sama, you are fine."
She spoke as softly as possible, but there was an involuntary tremor deep in her voice.
No matter who you are, you will be afraid of the absolute unknown.
The only difference is whether they can restrain themselves.
"...Hmm."
Yuzi nodded firmly, forcing herself to remain calm amidst the distorted crowd.
Compared to her age and experience, it is extremely rare to be able to do this.
Apart from that, it is exactly as Yongzhen said.
In Yongzhen's field of vision, among the crowd of demons dancing wildly, only Yuzi maintained a normal body.
Genichiro also quickly discovered this. Although he was equally panicked, he quickly calmed down under the pressure of responsibility and shouted, ordering the samurai who dispersed in panic:
"Everyone! Protect Miko-sama!"
"Miko-sama is still intact. As long as we protect Miko-sama, we have hope to return to normal!"
Genichiro made a quick decision.
No matter what the reason is for the current situation, there will definitely be no problem if you protect the people who have not changed first.
However, no one noticed it.
Miko's expression became duller as time went by.
In her field of vision, the entire world is struggling and changing. Everything she can touch is expanding and contracting in the excitement. The lines and surfaces that were originally the most basic shapes of objects are now changing wantonly in her field of vision.
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The world is like an extremely huge colorful bubble.
However, now, this bubble is changing randomly under some invisible pressure, just like a naughty boy squeezing the balloon in his hand willfully, reaching the critical point of bursting at any time.
This indescribable feeling of fear almost made Jiuro suffocate, but the others seemed to be blind, only caring about the twisted shapes of the people around them, and had no idea that they were standing on a tightrope on a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Before his eyes, there was fear visible to the naked eye.