There are no sun, moon and stars here, no green mountains and green waters, only endless darkness and flames, and only ghosts who have been cruelly punished screaming and wailing. This is not a paradise. On top of the giant black city made of steel, there are inscriptions engraved on it. Three vigorous characters.
Fengdu City!
According to myths and legends, Fengdu City is the capital of the underworld. It is the core hub of the Yin Emperor who controls billions of dead souls, the ghost emperors in all directions, and the ten palaces of Yama. It is the supreme holy place in the underworld!
But now.
The so-called holy land of the underworld was reduced to ruins by a huge bronze coffin. The huge and messy buildings were crooked and lost their former glory.
No one knows where this bronze coffin came from.
Niutou, the underworld god, only remembered that some time ago, Fengdu City was still the glorious Fengdu City, but the underworld opened into the void, and a mysterious and huge bronze coffin seemed to float along the river.
On that day, the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Ghost Emperors of the Four Directions, and even the Great Emperor of Fengdu all took action personally, but they still could not prevent the destruction of Fengdu City.
The bronze coffin crushed Fengdu City.
They also suppressed the Sifang Ghost Emperor and the Fengdu Emperor under their coffins!
Alarming the top and most mysterious existence of the underworld gods.
The Bodhisattva who was riding a divine beast and listening attentively also showed a troubled look when faced with this image of destroying heaven and earth.
The whole underworld was restless, thinking that this was a trick of the Western bastards, so the weirdness of the East and the weirdness of the West were even more incompatible.
"No one knows where this bronze coffin came from. It seems that it is not owned by this world. It seems that it comes from the past, or... the future."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva left helplessly.
.......
"Looking for...and actually found it!?"
Suddenly, a dull sound that seemed to come from ancient times sounded, roaring like thunder, shaking the underworld for thousands of miles, the Naihe Bridge trembled, the waves of the underworld were turbulent, and the old woman selling tea soup turned pale, as if she had heard the emperor's will.
Plop!
Niutou, the underworld god, knelt down on one knee without hesitation and bowed his head deeply.
The surface of the bronze coffin was floating and trembling.
But it was just a tremor.
Nothing has changed overall.
Under the bronze coffin, the voice just now became hoarse and dull.
"Really appeared? The person in the dream?"
"I don't know, but it's almost the same as your description!"
"Then bring him here, bring him here, and let him see why this damn bronze coffin came and why he appeared in my dream."
"But Great Emperor, the treacherous gate has been closed." Niutou, the underworld god, said, "Unless this time next year, we have no right to enter the human world..."
The underworld god Niu Tou glanced at him with complicated eyes.
Under the bronze coffin, four majestic and vast figures were also suppressed.
That is the Ghost Emperor of the Four Directions, who controls the souls of the four directions.
Without the action of the Ghost Emperor from all directions, it would be impossible for the Guilin Gate to open and close at will, and it would have to wait until a specific time.
Now even the ghost emperors from all directions are being suppressed by the bronze coffin. There is no possibility of this treacherous door leading to the human world to be opened for at least a year.
"There is really no possibility of opening the trick door."
"Are we going to let the Emperor tolerate it for another year?"
All around, majestic voices sounded faintly, and equally tall and burly kings of the underworld stood around the bronze coffin.
"No way, we can't get through the trick door."
"Unless the human side takes the initiative to get through to our side."
"Haha, are you kidding me? Dare you take the initiative to open up the underworld in this world?"
"Ah hahaha, I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid you, so how can I take the initiative to get through?"
"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, then just wait another year."
"Well, in one year, let Zhong Kui lead the team out."
"Forget it, I'd better lead the team out myself to avoid any accidents."
One of the kings of the underworld exudes a wild wave aura, and waves of dark brown gas sweep across thousands of miles like a storm, from the 18th level of hell to the Naihe Bridge. Countless dead souls are frightened and trembling. They kneel down and beg, asking the king to calm down. .
And the face of the King of the Underworld has no human facial features. The twisted eyes, nose, and mouth are spiral-shaped, as if the entire face has been turned in a circle, showing a clockwise trajectory.
Behind him, a huge roulette wheel rotates quietly. During each rotation, you can see countless dead souls floating and struggling inside, wailing and screaming, every movement and then silence, strange and sacred.
...
Eagle Empire.
Gaul.
Sars Empire.
As well as terminals and railway exports in various countries around the world.
A continuous stream of vehicles and ships began to set sail.
Fully loaded with steel, coal, grain and other materials.
There is only one direction for everything, and that is Daxia Kingdom.
Resources from all over the world began to flow to Daxia.
At the same time, divine pattern masters from Daxia Kingdom also began to land in various countries around the world.
Eagle Empire Royal Docks.
There are countless pennants in a row, and the army protects them at all levels.
The white-haired Eagle Queen was dressed particularly grandly today, forming a very strong color contrast with the refugees in the distance.
The Queen and Royal Guards are in color.
But the overwhelming number of refugees is gray.
Even the entire pier is gray.
"I'm coming!!"
A royal guard shouted excitedly.
On the sea horizon, a red flag as bright as blood slowly appeared, followed by a steel fleet slowly approaching.
"finally come!"
The Eagle Queen was relieved and beaming.
The Divine Pattern Masters of Great Xia quickly landed in the Eagle Empire.
Just as the Queen was about to step forward, countless fully armed soldiers poured out of the Daxia battleship and instantly controlled the entire dock.
"This is the territory of our Eagle Empire!" the Queen shouted angrily, her face livid. Since they planted the flag on the Berlin wall, this is the first time in so many years that someone dared to use swords and guns in the territory of the Eagle Empire. .
"I am responsible for escorting, and there is no room for any surprises." The Daxia officer said expressionlessly: "I would also like to request Her Majesty the Queen to withdraw all royal guards, so as not to cause psychological pressure on our country's divine pattern masters and cause friction between the two sides."
The royal guards of the Eagle Empire are notoriously arrogant.
Sure enough, the commander of the royal guards' face was livid, and his palm was already pressed on the scabbard. If this were normal, he would have pulled out the scabbard and escorted these yellow-skinned monkeys to prison.
"Are you unconvinced?" Officer Daxia smiled.
The commander of the royal guards said with a gloomy face: "This is the territory of the Eagle Empire!"
Officer Daxia nodded with deep understanding, then turned around and waved his hand: "Okay, since we are not welcome, then we will go home."
The leader of the royal guards was dumbfounded for a moment, and saw the angry look cast by the Eagle Queen.
These are the extremely precious 100 divine pattern masters that we spent a lot of resources on and sent out members of the royal family as protons.
"Don't! I was wrong!! Brother!"
The commander of the royal guards was on the verge of tears and almost knelt down on the spot.
If this forces the Great Xia Divine Pattern Master away, the queen will not kill me with a thousand knives.
"Hurry up! Line up to welcome us and bring out a royal-level ceremony!"
The leader of the Eagle Empire rushed to the rescue.
Royal ritual music sounded at the pier, white doves and flowers were flying on the shore, and a bright red carpet was artificially laid at the feet of the Great Xia Divine Pattern Master.
"This... are we treated so well abroad?"
Stepping on the red carpet, white doves were flying overhead, listening to the royal family's exclusive etiquette and music, and looking at the eager-looking eagle prime minister of the empire, senior officials, the queen, and the royal guards.
A group of Daxia Divine Pattern Masters looked at each other in confusion.
Divine pattern masters like us are everywhere in the streets of Jiangcheng.
After arriving abroad, he actually became a master?
Have these people never seen a divine pattern master...
