The dust has settled Chapter 53: Golden Tie, Ying’s final choice

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"Fu Tu, that's your disciple. Are you so relieved to watch him enter the unknown black tower alone?" Gui Chan looked at the door of the black tower. The thick black mist couldn't see what was going on inside. Lin Zihan was also swallowed up by the black mist, leaving only a clear line of footprints on the snow.

Fu Tu, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up, slapped his hands, and swept the snow on his knees. His eyes were as cold as ice, as if the murderous Shadow Sect was back again.

"So what if you don't worry? We are just his guides and stepping stones, not his elders. What's more, we are all old and may not be able to do some things!" Fu Tu was rarely depressed and lonely. , Fu Tu, who used to be full of energy and energy, now also looked a little wilted.

"Furthermore, even the ancient dragons can't sense the existence. The few of us, with just a few scratches, may not be able to step into the black tower. What's more, I think the people of Shenghui are rushing here now. ." Fu Tu clenched his hands tightly, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

"Holy Glory? It seems that it's time to let those people see the strength of the shadow in these years, otherwise they will really think that it is just a small killer organization." Gui Chan showed an evil smile on his lips, and a gold sticker on his right hand slowly Condensed, suddenly his right hand turned and pointed straight at the sky.

A golden ray of light instantly flooded the blue sky. Even the black tower was eclipsed under the golden light. The white-capped snow-capped mountains also bloomed with golden light like the setting sun. The dazzling light, an ancient low roar, slowly The news spread throughout the Northern Wilderness.

The Golden Tie Xuan Order is the highest mobilization order in the shadow. This is a mobilization order that only the master of the shadow knows. Once this order is issued, it means that the shadow will reappear in the world. As an ancient killer organization, in Yuanxing's There is no way to study the history, but what is clear is that within the Hoshino Empire, almost every city has a killer of shadows.



In Lan City, Xu Mo watched the ring on his finger light up with a golden flash, and there was a look of horror in his eyes. He actually saw the golden tie Xuan Ling that was only mentioned in the records.

The ring rotated slowly, and a golden light shot out from the ring, projecting a figure. The figure was dressed in plain clothes, and behind him was a vast expanse of white snow-capped mountains with no edges visible.

"Lin Zihan, Lin Zihan, the golden post that has not been used by Ying for thousands of years has reappeared in the world because of your journey to the Northern Wilderness. I wonder what those people in the world will think when they see Ying Hui!" Xu Mo Looking at the golden light, Gu Mu's voice slowly sounded in his ears, as loud as a bell.

"Beihuang, black tower, golden post!" These six simple words are the entire content of the golden post mysterious order.

Xu Mo looked at that figure, his eyes were full of respect, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he showed a proud smile. What should come has finally come.

Although Xu Mo is not the shadow master of Nandu Palace, Lin Zihan once said that the position of shadow master of Nandu Palace is reserved for Xu Mo. Lin Zihan has never thought about being a shadow master. At this time, Xu Mo knows clearly. It's time for him to set off for Beihuang as the Shadow Master of Nandu Palace.

"Are you going too?" Lan Luoran knocked on Xu Mo's door. After Xu Mo came to the North, he was arranged to stay in the Northern Army Department. It seemed that Lan Luoran had already expected that there would be Same as this day.

This commander-in-chief, who was respected by everyone in the Northern Territory Military Department, was extraordinarily gentle to Xu Mo, even much gentler than he was to Lan Hong and Lan Xi.

"Yes, although I am not the Shadow Master of Nandu Palace yet, the ring is on my hand, and I can't watch my brother alone in Beihuang." Xu Mo looked at Lan Luoran who was standing at the door, In just ten days, he looks much older than the first time.

"Aren't you also a Shadow Sect? You should know what the Golden Tie Xuan Order means to Ying. Among Ying's records, there was only one Golden Tie Xuan Order issued during the Great Catastrophe." Xu Mo's eyes flashed A little suspicious.

The dignified supreme commander of the Northern Territory Military Division actually has an identity as the Shadow Sect of the Shadow Palace, a well-known killer organization in the Federation. If word spreads about this, how many people will believe it?

"But I am also the commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory Military Department. I have to consider the seventy-three cities and nine million people in the Northern Territory. The human world cannot withstand another catastrophe. In a thousand years, the population will not be enough to prosper. One-tenth of that.”

Lan Luoran's expression at the door suddenly became much colder, and there seemed to be some helplessness in his firm eyes.

"With a population of nine million, I really don't know what kind of prosperity Yuanxing must have been before the catastrophe." Xu Mo looked at the ring in his hand, with a bit of pain in his eyes. That catastrophe destroyed mankind for thousands of years. Even within a tenth of the time, he could not recover.

It is said that the population is one tenth, but before the catastrophe, the population of Yuanxing had already reached nearly 10 billion. However, with the coming of the catastrophe and the destruction of cities, one city after another was reduced to ruins, with corpses strewn across the fields and blood flowing for thousands of miles... …

The description of the catastrophe can be described as how tragic it is. However, after thousands of years, human development is still slow, and ferocious beasts are entrenched in the wilderness areas, occupying the living space of humans.

Human beings are like pets in captivity, living in a steel siege. They can only hide in heavily guarded city defenses and know nothing about the outside world.

After all, in the past thousand years, the news will only report on the beast tides, the destruction of cities, and the construction of new cities one after another, and humans can only see everything that happens on the cold screen. As for the city defense, What it looks like, no one knows...

"I will set off tomorrow. If possible, I would like to go with the film master of Lancheng Palace, although I know this is not in compliance with the rules." Xu Mo said and handed the document next to him forward.

"Everything about what happened in Nandu, and all the information about Yuan Tinghuan that I can collect over the years, are here." Xu Mo finally closed the document and walked past Lan Luoran with heavy steps, his eyes With a look of farewell.

"I will arrange it." Lan Luoran raised his head and looked at the outside world through the glass. The sky was still blue. Looking from a distance, it was endless blue. The sky in the north had not been this blue for a long time.



Lin Zihan stepped into the gate of the Black Tower and was instantly submerged in the black world. He was surrounded by darkness that made him unable to see his fingers. A heavy air pressure pressed on Lin Zihan. At this time, Lin Zihan seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

The turbid muddy water around him slowly pressed towards Lin Zihan, pressed on Lin Zihan's body, and slowly flowed through Lin Zihan's body.

In the endless darkness, Lin Zihan didn't know what was happening. He just felt that everything around him was solemn, making Lin Zihan unable to breathe.

Mud water poured into Lin Zihan's nostrils and ears, and obscured Lin Zihan's eyes. It was as if it was tens of millions of kilograms of cement. He was so heavy that he could not move after leaving his job. When the mud water around him surged past, Lin Zihan suddenly understood. That feeling of falling into an abyss.

It turned out that falling into the abyss was not that of falling deep into the night, but that everything around him was swallowed up by the darkness and the abyss. The turbid muddy water made Lin Zihan suffocate, as if the last bit of fresh air in his lungs had been squeezed out. , leaving only a corpse-like body.

Holding the Dragon Blood Sword in his right hand, Lin Zihan wanted to cut off the sticky darkness with his sword, but found that he couldn't move his hand. He could only let the darkness around him restrain his body and trap his limbs.

I don't know how long time passed. Lin Zihan felt that his body had become stiff in the darkness. Everything around him had frozen Lin Zihan's body in place. His limbs had become numb. Lin Zihan no longer knew whether his body still belonged to him. Own.

Only the beating of his heart could make Lin Zihan clearly know that he was still alive.

A faint white light and an imperceptible crack slowly appeared in the world shrouded in darkness. Lin Zihan's body became a little loose, as if his body was about to disintegrate.

Cracks appeared on the chaotic muddy water. The muddy water that had long dried up and solidified turned into pieces of armor, and fine white cracks appeared on Lin Zihan's body.

"Kaka~~" There was a subtle cracking sound, and waves of tingling slowly spread from the limbs to Lin Zihan's whole body. From every pore and every nerve ending, there was a severe tingling sensation, as if It felt like my whole body was being pierced with fine needles.

The beating of his heart became even more violent. Lin Zihan felt that the beating of his heart seemed to smash his body into pieces. But the strong impact to Lin Zihan's stiff body was like a giant hammer hitting ceramics. Above average.

His body was cracking inch by inch, and Lin Zihan could feel that the skin of his body was cracking, exploding like fire-burned soil, and his heart suddenly lost its restraints, beating violently, blood surging, and blood vessels about to explode. Average.

The skin disintegrated layer by layer. Lin Zihan felt the rapid expansion of blood vessels in the numb pain. It was like a balloon being inflated. It had reached the critical point of explosion and would explode with a "Bang~!" at any time.

The blood surged, and the skin of Lin Zihan's body broke and fell bit by bit. Lin Zihan felt like a clay figure being burned on the stove. The outer layer had become stiff and disintegrated, while the remaining moisture inside was rushing outwards.

"Bang~" The blood vessels burst, and Lin Zihan clearly felt that his blood was splashing everywhere, as if a water bag filled with water exploded. The blood splashed, and Lin Zihan felt that his body exploded into countless pieces. Stone-like.

It was as if there were high explosives buried in the heart, exploding from the inside out. A wave of blazing heat flooded the darkness, and the flames soared into the sky and swallowed up the surrounding darkness in an instant. The rising red flames illuminated the dark night.

"Pfft~" Lin Zihan spurted out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the picture with some densely packed strange words carved on it, a look of shock appeared on the corner of his mouth. The blood fell on the dark ground and disappeared in an instant. No trace.

When Lin Zihan woke up from the environment, he felt as if his body had been hollowed out. All the blood and bones in his body had been removed. His limp body had no strength at all, as if it were a ball cut diagonally.

Holding the Dragon Blood Sword in one hand, he pressed the sword's edge against the ground to support his body. He pressed his heart with his left hand. The violent heartbeat still did not stop. On the contrary, it was extremely fast, just like a wild horse that was unbridled. Controlled beating.

In the quiet corridor, Lin Zihan's heartbeat was clear and loud, echoing in the corridor, floating around like an innocent soul.

In the long corridor, the walls were carved with such strange words. After entering the black tower, when Lin Zihan looked at the wall, he entered the illusion. In just a short moment, he was exhausted. Lin Zihan was heartbroken.

"There really is something there!" Lin Zihan clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, stood up, and swung the dragon blood sword in his hand, leaving a clear mark on the black metal ground.

The sharp dragon blood sword, Lin Zihan used his last strength, only left a slight scratch, as if a silver needle had lightly scratched it.

"Could it be that this is really the Earth's spaceship?" Lin Zihan looked at the long corridor and the metal floor. It did look like a spaceship. At least the interior of the spaceship in the movie looked like this.

But who would make the appearance of a spaceship look like a tower towering into the clouds? And if it was really a spaceship, how could it not have the slightest change in its outer shell for thousands of years, or even show any sign of decay?