Chapter 355: The big prophecy of the small village
A blue-purple light rose up from Xi Tong's body, which was the light of the magic sword.
The magic sword can break fate and cut off time, but Esdeath's power is nothing compared to it.
After all, Esdeath's most essential power is ice, but the ice power is so powerful that it can freeze time.
The essential power of the magic sword is time.
Through the magic sword, Xi Tong clearly saw the lines on Esdeath's body. One by one, the relationship lines radiated in all directions with Esdeath as the origin.
A rough count shows that there are hundreds of thousands or millions of these lines.
Each line radiates outward from Esdeath as its origin, but no external lines become the fetters of Esdeath.
Like the sun that dominates all things, it makes everyone prostrate under its own light.
She is worthy of being a queen bent on conquest, and even fate cannot shackle her.
Moreover, every moment, little bits of light gather from all directions, like sparkling fire, falling on Esdeath.
Xi Tong was shocked - the power of faith!
Esdeath has been unconsciously absorbing faith. No wonder she is so powerful and even masters the power of a trace of rules.
I see!
Is this the reward of conquest?
The respect of the soldiers under his command and the fear of the hostile forces are the power of awe.
No wonder Esdeath is so addicted to the thrill of conquest.
After all, it is the power of faith, something that even the gods long for.
However, in Xi Tong's horrified eyes, a red line appeared on Esdeath's body, extending towards Xi Tong tremblingly but extremely firmly.
No!
impossible!
Xi Tong was no stranger to lines of this color, so before the red line could touch him, Xi Tong made a move with his magic sword and disappeared.
Esdeath blinked in confusion, then pinched the hair around her ears with two fingers.
When they were sparring just now, the sword energy passed by the side of her face and cut off all the hair around her ears.
At that moment, Esdeath clearly felt the breath of death, a feeling that had long been forgotten.
Looking at the direction in which Xi Tong disappeared, Esdeath pressed his hand on his chest and said extremely firmly: "Master, no matter where you are in the world, I will follow you to the death!"
In the sky, Xi Tong breathed a long sigh of relief.
In the original drama, after Esdeath conquered the foreign tribes in Northern Xinjiang, she suddenly had a desire to fall in love, and thus she had an entanglement with Tazmi.
Because of this, Tazmi has become Esdeath's only fetter and weakness.
Because of Xi Tong, this only weakness no longer exists.
However, this does not mean that Xi Tong is willing to take the blame.
Although Esdeath has a good figure, is beautiful, and takes good care of her lover, she is the queen of sex.
After fearfully patting his chest, Xi Tong said thankfully: "Fortunately, I'm fast!"
Where to go now?
Xi Tong made some calculations and found that the biggest resource in Zhan Chitong World is the Teigu, and now it has been harvested. The second is the population and talents here.
The little emperor has been completely brainwashed and is loyal to Xi Tong. Under Xi Tong's guidance, he is firmly moving towards becoming a "great emperor".
Large speakers were installed in more and more cities, and the number of people listening to the radio every day was also increasing day by day. The emperor declared his presence and influence on the entire empire in an unprecedented way.
Needless to say, night attacks, even if the world is destroyed, they will not be able to escape from Xi Tong's grasp.
The hunters headed by Esdeath have also fallen under Xi Tong's control and can be formed at any time.
The only ones that haven't been controlled yet are the southern rebels, well, there's also An Ning Road.
Anyway, with nothing to do, Xi Tong flew towards Tazmi's village with his magic sword.
This is a small village in a mountain valley in the north of the empire. Dozens of families have lived here for generations, and they are all related to each other.
After Tazmi became the "Village Guardian", she worked very hard to clean up the poisonous insects and beasts around the village and create a livable environment for everyone.
The villagers praised Tazmi all the time. They never expected that Tazmi and the three of them would come back with a large bag of belongings after just going out for a few days.
With the support of these assets, no matter how hard the village works in farming, they will not have to worry about being pressed by tax collectors for decades.
The village chief was completely opposite to the others. He frowned all day long and was helpless.
"Tazmi, God has said that you are destined to be a great general, and you are destined to become a great hero in the future. How can you give up this opportunity to honor your ancestors just because of a little wealth..."
Unfortunately, Tazmi lost the god's token, and the village chief did not dare to let Tazmi out again for fear of offending the god.
But every time he saw Tazmi, the village chief would feel unwilling.
This is an opportunity to honor our ancestors.
The village chief cooed a few times, grabbed a handful of grain from the bag and sprinkled it on the ground. Watching a few old hens lowering their heads to grab food, he sighed again, then turned and returned to the house.
As soon as he closed the door, the village chief trembled because a stranger appeared in the room, and the stranger's eyes were emitting brilliant colorful light.
"The main god of the system, my master!"
Xi Tong took out the statue of An Ning Dao and said, "What is the origin of this thing? Tell me in detail. Don't miss a word!"
As the village chief narrated, Xi Tong gradually understood the whole story.
About twenty years ago, a mysterious passerby passed by the village and asked the village chief for a glass of water.
After drinking the water, a passerby gave the village chief a statue and left a prophecy:
A few years later, a boy named Tazmi will be born in the village. When he grows up, he will learn swordsmanship from retired veterans. When he becomes an adult, he will enter the imperial capital with Sayu and Iyeas to make a living.
After achieving great military exploits, he became a general, saved the empire, and was praised by all people.
At the same time, the mysterious man specifically warned that just be like a bystander and quietly observe the development of fate. Don't reveal the secret, let alone try to change fate. Otherwise, it will definitely bring disaster to the village.
The village chief didn't take this matter seriously at first, and just threw the doll away.
But a few years later, a boy was born in the village, and the child's father named him Iyeas. When he heard that name, the village chief, who was drunk at the banquet, was shocked.
He rolled around and ran home, rummaging around for the doll from a few years ago, and finally the wife of the family pulled it out of the doghouse.
Another year later, a girl named Shayou was born in the village.
Then, there was a boy named Tazmi.
A few years later, the blacksmith's son returned from the army. This young man who had served the empire for 20 years brought back wealth that ordinary people could not accumulate in several lifetimes.
At that moment, the village chief was completely convinced.
He firmly believes in the existence of God, firmly believes in Tazmi's general destiny, and firmly believes that Tazmi can honor his ancestors and allow the villagers to ascend to heaven.
As he spoke, big tears rolled down the village chief's face.
"Why is Tazmi back? After waiting for more than ten years, why did this last step go wrong?"
"I shouldn't throw away the idols, let alone let Heizi blaspheme the gods."
"This must be God's punishment for me!"
"God, if you want to punish me, punish me. This is none of Tazmi's business. Let Tazmi become a general and a great hero..."
Looking at the village chief who was crying so hard, Xi Tong sighed in his heart.
At this time, a voice came from outside.
"Village chief, a guest is here."
Xi Tong looked outside through the wall and saw that everything within a hundred miles was invisible.