The crazy fighting affecting the whole city ended early this morning.
The most heated topic in the near future will definitely be the powerful demon in the sky and his terrifying strength that is deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Shortly after the battle, a new hot thread appeared on the academy forum. Some enthusiastic citizens discovered in the ruins several members who were considered "dead" or "missing" in the Thorn District, which disproved the rumor that the demon was a serial killer.
And even without this new evidence, people would no longer believe Aurus' words. Because everyone saw the demon fighting. When a man can literally destroy cities and take countless lives with ease, it becomes a big joke that he can sneak around and kill people in alleys.
People talked about the demon's power and his last declaration, but few paid attention to the enemies he defeated. At most, it's just a bold guy saying that it seems that the Supreme Crown is not as righteous as he himself appears...that's all. After all, the Supreme Crown that can fight the devil is equally powerful, and they can't afford to offend him either.
But those who were defeated had completely different ideas.
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Aurus didn't know when he woke up.
The man had already been astigmatized, and it seemed that someone had given him first aid. At this moment, the Supreme Crown has lost all its power, and he is struggling on the ground...like an ugly insect, struggling pitifully on the dirty mud.
"You don't look well, little Aurus."
Aurus struggled to raise his head, and Rainbow Wing Lord Hadrian stood not far away, looking down at him crawling on the ground. Hadrian still had that kind smile on his face, as if he didn't care about everything last night.
Aurus fell into the abyss.
"Dear...Mr. Hadrian. I, I'm sorry..."
"There is nothing to be sorry for, little Aurus." Hong Yiqing waved his hand, "You did a good job! Thanks to your help, we completed the stability test of the Final Sword. The sealing effect is gratifying, and the new control Those who are trustworthy.”
Aurus's lips were as white as a fish out of water.
"...Stability, test?"
"If you knock that boy down, or let him go berserk, we have to say, 'It turns out that the wielder of the Last Sword lacks the strength and stability necessary to keep the sword, and we have to take urgent action for the benefit of the general public. Measures should be taken to choose a safer custodian, or return it to the Morton Kingdom for support."
Like an old grandfather, Hadrian recounted the twists and turns to the child: "If that boy overcomes all difficulties, even if he is forced to this extent by you, the Final Sword will not break free from your grasp. We will I am happy to announce that "the wielder of the Last Sword is reliable, strong, and has the strength to bear heavy responsibilities. We can wait and see the situation with confidence." This is, I must say, a result that most people like to hear. "
Orus's mind was in a state of confusion. In a daze, he felt like a monkey in a small suit, squeaking and dancing on the table. He thought he was negotiating with the humans across the table, but he didn't know that they were laughing at his funny behavior.
"So this is, this is..." He trailed off.
Hadrian looked at him mildly.
"Child, you seem to think that two people talking face to face in a room can become a conspiracy that no third party knows about. But for those who have an overview of the whole situation, there are never any secrets in this world."
Aulus was speechless.
Hadrian stroked his beard and said: "Let's get back to business, let's not talk about the boring things of adults, let's talk about you, little Aurus.
You contacted all the forces in advance, made one backup plan after another, used public opinion to create an advantage for yourself, and also carried out specialized targeted attacks for the enemy. You also took advantage of the wheel battle. In order to ensure victory, you only took action with all your strength at the end. Looks good, right?
You still made some small mistakes though. For example, you are unwilling to join forces with someone you despise, so you miss the opportunity time and time again; you are too obsessed with perfect victory, so you leave room for your opponent time and time again; you are unwilling to make even a little compromise, so you will not change it. The original plan…
…”
Aurus heard the old man say peacefully: "But these are not important, child. These are all trivial matters. There is only one real mistake you made."
"—You don't have enough power."
Aurus looked at the old man blankly, like a student who couldn't understand the lesson.
"This world is very simple, child! The rules that support the operation of the world are much simpler than you think."
Hadrian said cheerfully: "Take this for example... that gray-haired boy from the Empire looks far inferior to you in every way. He has no plan, he is confused, he is exhausted, But why did he win in the end? Because he is more powerful than you, because he is stronger!"
Whether it's ancient or modern, whether it's an empire or the United States, it's that simple.
The strong always wins.
The brown-haired boy's eyes widened little by little, and he shouted frantically: "Please! I beg you, allow me to practice the Brahma-Xiang Dharma——"
"There are prizes for the children who win, but there is no reason for the children who fail to get rewards. Due to the special nature of the most dangerous dragon species, you are not allowed to practice the Brahma Form."
Hadrian stepped forward and walked past Aurus.
"Want to become stronger? Then think of other ways, little Aurus."
Hadrian was gone.
The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight shone on Aurus's back. The young man's face was facing away from the light and shrouded in shadow.
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Badman leaned against the wall, smiling miserably.
The skeleton grabbed his collar and shouted with unprecedented madness: "Tell me the truth, Badman!!"
OK. It's all over. This time everything was ruined.
When Badman thought about John's expression after all the explanations were given, he felt that the world was extremely fucked up. Another mistake, and everything he holds dear is gone.
But he knew that this day would come. He was mentally prepared.
"Okay, boss, let me tell you." Badman said with a wry smile, "Actually, I -"
The predator stopped talking.
A force bound his heart and fixed his mouthpiece, preventing him from even uttering a complete sentence. He suddenly remembered the night when he came into contact with Orus, and the agreement Orus gave him. Badman signed the Impermanence Agreement, and he could not reveal the secrets about this operation...including the reason for his murder! He can't tell the truth to the skeleton unless he kills himself!
"Haha...hahaha!"
"Badman!"
Badman laughed again, laughing amid the skull's roar.
How could he make mistakes again and again? Why is he so stupid that he makes the worst choice every time? The boss has said it a long time ago, hasn't he? He said a long time ago that you can't associate with that scumbag Aurus. But he still took the initiative to find the Supreme Crown... He persuaded the boss to participate in the operation... In the end, it was his actions that brought him to a dead end.
From beginning to end, he dug his own hole and filled his own grave with the last handful of soil.
"I say, boss, I say." Badman said with a smile, "Actually, I just want their abilities. I have been coveting them for a long time, but you don't approve. If Kova breaks a good thing, I will kill him. so."
The skull looked at him in shock.
"you--"
Badman grabbed the head and threw him to the ground.
"I told you, John, I don't want to fuck anymore." Badman said with a smile, "What a pity! This operation failed, and Deathwing has become a completely useless place with no future. I’m going to find another job!”
The skeletal head climbed up from the ground, howling like a wild beast and rushing towards it.
"Badman——!!"
The predator punched him unconscious. He laughed and walked out of the room, yelling at the curious eyes of the gangsters.
"I quit! There is no way out for this broken organization and ***. From now on, I will establish my own sect and be the boss of my own! If you want to change your path, just follow me. If you don't want to leave, just follow me. accompany***
Just wait for death! "
The predator laughed wildly: "It's so fucking easy for everyone to get together! Hahahahahaha!"
He remembered Rakshasa’s words. It's your own fault, it's your own fault. So damn apt.
Badman laughed louder and louder, unable to stop no matter what, laughing like a funny clown.
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"What a bunch of bastards!"
It was the early morning of the next day after the demons conquered the sky. The location was the 66th floor of the urgently repaired Cangshou unified office building. The current officials from various departments of the empire stood in a row like students, with their heads drooped and their eyebrows lowered. It was pleasant to listen to the roar that echoed throughout the entire space.
Mr. Qin is cursing.
"What I have seen and heard in a week has opened my eyes! If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that the city in the sky could be in such a state of decay! Where is the majesty of the government, and where is the dignity of the empire?! What a shame to you guys! You still have the nerve to wear this official robe and work in this place in a grand manner!"
The unlucky guy standing in the front row wiped the spit on his face and thought to himself that everyone had tried their best, but Hong Yiqing was pressed on top and he couldn't get out of the building no matter how hard he tried...
As for the 42 people who went out privately last night? It is estimated that no one can see them since last night.
Mr. Qin's reprimand lasted for about forty minutes. He finally emphasized: "...Public security is the top priority! The equipment of security personnel is upgraded, relevant laws and regulations are formulated, and the cooperation of various departments must be promoted simultaneously. The Kingdom and the United States are not the same. If you want to cooperate, just find a way to get them to cooperate!”
"yes!"
The ministers all saluted and filed out. Qin An took a sip of tea and said angrily, "Come in."
The office door opened again, and several elderly people dressed in a similar style to Qin An walked in, stood up, bowed their heads in shame and said, "Grandpa."
Qin An's face was as dark as water and he said nothing. His second brother Qin Wu stepped forward and cursed at a bunch of juniors: "You still know how to call me grandpa?! We just went to heaven to help His Majesty stay stable for a few years. You bastards have managed the family in a mess." What a mess! What a good child Xiaoqian used to be, what has become of her now! How much have the other children declined one by one? Fucking bastards!"
Standing at the head of the team, the old man with a wrinkled face was silent and did not dare to speak. A slightly younger (about 70 years old or older) old lady behind said in a low voice: "Grandpa, it's Qin Ming..."
"What's wrong with Qin Ming? Qin Ming has mastered the art of returning to heaven and impermanence to the extreme. He can conquer the world alone with his sword. This is the pride of our imperial capital Qin Clan!"
Mr. Qin placed the tea cup heavily on the table and could no longer hold back his temper.
"It's just a defeat by Feitian Pure Land. Look how much you have declined! What Qin Ming said at that time was absolutely right. How can a family that relies on martial arts be able to stand up if it lacks strength? If your character is not strong enough, your skills will be of no use!"
Qin An sighed and softened his tone a little.
"I have been reflecting on myself during this period. The Qin family is a big family in martial arts. They need martial arts and a family. I have unintentionally ignored the latter, so how can I blame you? These mistakes are ultimately my fault. It’s not as good as education.”
"Now that you are older, you have the ability to think independently. Young people have more delicate minds and more feelings. Think about how to educate children properly and how to guide them if they go astray. Children should obey their own minds and follow their own path. Should we also support and encourage him? ... That’s all I have to say, you should think about it carefully when you go back.”
The old men and women all looked ashamed and said in unison: "Yes!"
The descendants of the Qin clan have also left. Qin Wu sat down on the sofa and said in a rough voice: "Brother, don't get too angry! You said you just criticized the juniors, why are you praising Qin Ming?"
"Second brother, please use your brain." Third brother Qin Wen couldn't hold it in any longer. "After all, isn't Qin Ming still a member of our old Qin family? Wherever he goes, he wins, and that means we have a good reputation. , we teach it well!"
"Bah! The names I gave you are all Ming Ke, why should I return it to the Qin family? Besides, don't we have to remember the trouble this brat caused?"
"Little tripe chicken intestines, you were the one back then
I was beaten to the ground by Qin Ming, and I was still holding a grudge..."
"nonsense!"
The old brothers got into a quarrel, and Qin An'an pretended not to hear it. Anyway, it was like this every time Qin Ming's family was mentioned. He turned around and asked: "Where is Mr. Honoraire now?"
Qin Wu pointed out the window: "He has been very busy these two days!"
Qin An looked out the window at the city that was in ruins and waiting for redevelopment, and nodded with understanding.
"He must be very hardworking! Let me go for a walk first."
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The capital of the sky is in ruins and is waiting to be revitalized.
This is not an exaggerated description, but a plain description. The battle between the superpowers smashed the entire city to pieces. The battlefield started from the Thorn Area, passed through the center, divided into two wings, and finally ended at the Dragon Head. Everywhere it went was a mess. The students who came out of the shelter began a new round of bets: to see whose house could survive.
The lucky ones who had a complete house often lived behind the Thorns District, and the damage in the two wings was in the middle. The most unlucky ones were the guys who lived in the central district: many buildings were uprooted by the demons and used as weapons. Fortunately, the students have adapted to having fun in the midst of hardship. Anyway, the government will rebuild without losing their own money, so whatever happens.
In this chaos, Principal Onoville was extremely busy. He first hurriedly met with everyone in Cangshou District to express his position, and then forced Reina Cecil to take the white coats to participate in the reconstruction of the city's buildings in exchange for scientific research funds. Afterwards, he collaborated with Mo Yuankai to arrange intelligence control. Tonight, he had to deliver a speech on behalf of the school regarding last night's incident...
The schedule was already packed, but there was something he had to do. The old principal simply pushed aside the arrangements for this morning and went to the venue of last night's meeting in person, which was the ruins of the cathedral.
After one night, several tents were set up here and became a temporary shelter. The members of the small and medium-sized organizations who were defeated in the church battle, as well as the members of the three major organizations who were partially defeated, are gathered here now, arguing endlessly.
"Where is Aurus?!" "What should we do now..." "The Supreme Crown has failed, what about all the things he promised?!" "Stop arguing, Aurus will..." "The Supreme Crown has lost Got it!!」
Honorwell walked closer quietly and saw a slightly familiar punk boy yelling in the crowd: "The devil... the devil will come to kill us! What should we do?" !」
Onoville found it funny. These young people are always like this. When they encounter some setbacks, they act as if the sky is falling, as if they have no way out.
He squeezed into the middle of the crowd, raised his voice and shouted: "Please be quiet!"
The noisy quarrel suddenly stopped, and everyone present recognized the identity of the bald man. He was the previous agent who was hostile to Aurus. Now that the High Crown has failed, that means...
"Now, the commotion is over! I hear you arguing about which way to go, and I'm here to tell you the answer."
Many young people's faces suddenly turned pale. Onoville glanced at them with majestic eyes and shouted: "You can go to school!"
No one spoke, the exhausted young people and gangsters looked at him blankly. Finally, the first person to speak up, the punk youth said dully: "Huh?"
"Are you shocked?" asked Onoville.
"You...Mr. Honoraire..." he stuttered, "This is unrealistic. We have offended the devil, we...we are on the wrong team..."
"First of all, Gongsun Ce doesn't have that much free time to cause trouble for you children one by one, unless you continue to do evil in the future." Onoville walked up to the young man and helped him adjust his collar, "Secondly, you did do what you did Wrong choice. Even if you are incited by those words with evil intentions, you have indeed gone astray - but so what?"
He patted the young man on the shoulder and said to everyone.
"You are still young! One failure will not ruin your life. You still have the opportunity to return to the right path. As I said before, you can get out of these so-called "organizations" and go to school to learn Order something, go to work in society, find a
The possibility of a new life. This is a right that you already have, a right that only belongs to young people! "
"But..." the punks said incoherently, "no school will... no school is willing to..."
"I am Principal Onoville." Onoville said calmly, "One-third of the schools in the central area were invested and established by me. Opportunities for learning are always there, even in the capital of heaven. .”
There were sporadic cries among the young people. The punk boy covered his face hard, feeling extremely ashamed and grateful.
"Thank you...thank you, teacher..."
Honorwell was relieved. There were still many things that needed to be done, but at this moment, he truly felt that his "mission" had come to an end.
Aurus Optimis' whereabouts were unknown, but he had no urge to investigate further. In the final analysis, whether it is the "Supreme Crown", "Skeleton Head", "Predator", or the "Heroes" and "Devils" who stand with him, they are all children in his eyes.
Adults don't care about children.
