Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

I apologize, but one of them didn't want to write this long, so it's just a dozen chapters long. Just explain the origins of Hung Chao.

It says, "Yeah, Yuri's got it. It's not my fault."

From the beginning, I wanted to write a purely black story, not so many annoying vultures, viruses, and cockroaches —— I've seen old cows' previous novels, "The Demonic Arms Merchant," friends of The Last Ascension Dragon may remember that old cows used to love these moral distortions, human disfigurement, and dark, desperate tunes.

As a result, now that I'm older or something, I can't stand the total darkness, not to mention the light of the ending, at least hope to leave a line of light, so someone got involved.

If you don't want to see someone, you want horseless, badass, dehydrated, you can ignore the passage where someone appears, and that's the original black legend, the origin of the flood tide.

I wanted to stop this, but many friends in the book evaluation area said that the origins of the Hung tide are still a little unclear, a lot of things have not been explained, just think about it, so make up two more very short extras, basically one or two chapters scale, it will be done in a day or two, never to procrastinate.

Besides, it's really going to be a chapter a day, and I'm going to work on a new book... it's just my hands itching again, I'm going to smash the keyboard, I'm going to jump, I'm going to jump... well, I hope so!

Less gossip, please admire the second, revenge.

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“Boom!”

Hundreds of rockets, more powerful than cruise missiles, shook the outer walls of the ancient palace after the technological transformation of the end of the day. Dozens of shocking and roaring speedometer guns suddenly became mute, turning into bears burning, heavenly women scattered scrap copper rotten iron.

The tempo of fire coverage was interrupted, and the attackers' large numbers of light tanks, as well as higher-level armaments, seized the opportunity to enter from the gap and rallied into a wave of steel, marching towards the main body of the palace.

Looking at it, the whole of St. Petersburg is covered in smoke and black mist, the capital of the former Sahrawi Empire, today crushing the Earth's center of power and turning it into a flaming Shura slaughterhouse.

The will of the defense remains firm - a large number of brainwashed fanatics, genetically engineered, maniacal beasts like human tanks, hidden in the dark, virus snipers with special biochemical bullets, coupled with nerve assault vehicles and mental control tanks, as well as ubiquitous mental control towers, make up copper walls with staggered teeth and water spilling out of them.

When the aggressor's iron and steel wave rushed into this blessed and cursed palace, it was either surrounded by countless fanatical brainwashing soldiers, torn apart by madmen, devoured by biological and chemical plagues, or captured by spiritual control tanks and spiritual control towers, whose brains were blank and transformed into members of the defense.

At first glance, the more defensive parties fight, the more courageous the Vietnam War is.

However, the fact that the aggressor has an absolute force advantage, advancing from three directions to the palace, and that the amount of mental control is ultimately limited, determines that the balance of victory slowly tilts towards the aggressor, which also means that the defense is closer and closer to the abyss of destruction.

The first light tank to penetrate the palace was only used to consume the defensive mind control number. When most of the mind control tanks and mind control towers reached the limit of control, the dead light of one path of destruction appeared from outside the palace, all the way to destroy and decay, such as bamboo breaking, sweeping and raging, constantly refracting, diffracting, splitting, so that a large number of defensive soldiers, tanks, speedometer guns and mind control towers were covered in the pungent dead light.

Not to mention, with a loud, unknown thunderbolt in the middle of the sky, a super sky fortress held by the technology of the end is pushing towards the palace in a slow but unstoppable posture.

Everyone knows that once these fortresses advance directly above the palace, it's over!

Almost all defensive fire points were submerged by the aggressor's iron and steel surge.

There are only dozens of disc-like lasers that barely take off to perform anti-aircraft missions that they are not good at.

But behind the attackers, countless rocket pilots immediately surfaced, wrapping the defensive laser around them, keeping them away from the precious Super Air Fortress.

The rocket pilots of the old Pact and the super sky fortress of the old Alliance, working hand in hand, rang the defensive mourning bell.

Deep in the palace.

A bald old man stood with no expression, staring at everything… his empire slowly collapsed.

The old man has an awkward face, deep eyes, a goatee of great style, combined with the power of the superior, the wisdom of the explorer and the piety of the faithful, in the eyes of many followers, is the "God”!

However, at this point in time when the mountains are running out of water, the true God will fall in the roaring fire of the human will!

“My lord, my lord! ”

One of his senior staff officers came crawling from the communications room, “Thirteen of St. Petersburg's eighteen districts have fallen completely and the western front has collapsed. General Konev has betrayed you by announcing that his troops will no longer accept the orders of the Earth Reconstruction Commission, completely reversing the embrace of the so-called 'Earth Council'! ”

The bald old man's eyes flashed deep, his forehead and back revealed purple veins, his face angry and flickering away.

“St. Petersburg is completely in the hands of the rebels, and we will not last long. ”

The senior staff continued to plead, “It's time to retreat, councillor, while the Land and Air Defense Forces of Eastern Europe are still in our hands - almost all the troops are now stupidly moving and will be bewitched by the rebels at any moment. If we don't leave, it will be too late! ”

“You mean...”

The bald old man finally got angry and his eyes glistened, staring at the senior staff, “Are we going to fail? ”

“… no. ”

The look of the Senior Staff quickly changed from panic to confusion to firmness, and finally from firmness to fanaticism, "Victory belongs to the Reconstruction Commission, victory belongs to Yuri Axe! ”

He howled like a beast.

Boom!

Unfortunately, the rumbling gunfire ahead, not controlled by the bald old man, shook the entire palace.

“My lord! ”

Another bloody officer, retreating from the line of fire, dragged a long bloodstain behind him, “Big deal ——”

The last word was not yet fully exited, he had fled to the bald old man and suddenly lightning drew a modified powerful pistol from his arms, aiming at the bald old man's eyebrows.

Unfortunately, a strange force controlled every single strand of his nerves, and he didn't even have the power to blink and pull the trigger, as if he were fixed in place by invisible shackles.

“Idiot. ”

The bald old man scorned, “Do you betray me, even you? ”

“Ha ha, ha ha ha! ”

When the officer saw the assassination fail, he simply laughed out loud, "Listen, listen to the rumbling gunfire outside, Yuri Axel, your time is up! ”

“Why, why betray me? ”

The bald-headed old man, Yuri Axe, closed his eyes and chewed his teeth and asked, "I saved the broken planet, I saved the civilization that was about to be destroyed, I united the forces of the 'alliance' and the 'covenant', founded the 'Commission for the Reconstruction of the Earth' on the basis of the two organizations, and bridged the divisions between the underground and the radiological communities, bringing lasting peace! I am the savior of the earth, the guardian of civilization, the father of all mankind and the sun! How dare you ungrateful, foolish bastards betray me! ”

“That's it, don't forget to brag, Yuri Axe. You're disgusting! ”

Officers laughed softly, haha laughing, “On the surface, you have united the 'alliance’ and the 'covenant', established a global unified government, a hero and savior of all mankind; but in the dark, you have secretly built illegal, evil laboratories such as Camp X, a bloody and cruel biological experiment, created countless genetic and chemical weapons, and extended your claws into the noblest minds of mankind in an attempt to build a super mental control device to turn all mankind into your slaves!

“Too bad, you're lucky, you're just a little closer to success, and one last thing, Yuri Axe, your true face has been completely exposed to the eyes of the world, and all your ugly deeds are in vain! Your secret base and super mind control devices have been destroyed by us. You are such an inhuman demon that you are not qualified to be the leader of all mankind. Your only outcome is a just trial of shells, electromagnetism and death! ”

“Bang!”

The officer just spewed the last word and his head blew up completely.

Yuri Axel moved his fingers and bounced the headless body a few dozen meters out.

“Boom!”

Another loud and shaky mountain, but a former “alliance” R&D, suicide bomber truck carried by the end of the day technology, burst into the most dense area of the defense, blowing up everything within 100 meters of the square, half empty.

Yuri Axe's eyebrows, too, were shaking.

After standing for half a minute in the shadows of his face, he finally turned around and walked towards the secret passage behind the palace.

Ten minutes later, a heavily armed armoured convoy, under the protection of a large group of followers, left the palace in a hurry in the direction of the only heavily guarded vehicle not yet attacked by the attacking party.

Yuri Axe received the latest bad news from all over the world in the armoured car.

The Earth Reconstruction Commission, which he had spent his entire life working on, had been deprived of its legitimacy and replaced by a force called the Earth Council.

He himself was convicted of 23 counts, including “treason, crimes against humanity”, on numerous and corroborating charges.

Treason?

That's ridiculous. The only country on the planet is the one he worked so hard to build. What kind of country did he betray?

This is not a just trial, it is just an ugly coup d 'état, an ungrateful betrayal, a shameful conspiracy by an ambitious man deeper than he hides!

But he hasn't failed.

He also has secret bases underneath Oceania, Antarctica and Arctic ice caps, as well as a large number of loyal followers, including the Moon Base under development, who will win the final victory as long as he escapes from St. Petersburg, besieged by rebels!

To think of it, Yuri Axe opened a secret line of communication to the airport.

“Manzakhai, how's the airport? ”

Yuri Axel sank, “In five minutes, I'm taking off! ”

“Rest assured, my mentor. ”

Opposite the lines of communication, there was a young, deep voice, "Everything is ready… everything. ”