In the thirteenth year of Jian'an (AD 208), with the help of a rustling east wind that suddenly blew over Chibi, the boundless sea of fire completely burned out Cao Cao's ambition to quickly unify China.
Even Zhou Yu didn't know what method Zhuge Liang used in the Seven Star Altar to borrow the east wind. On that early morning in November, why did the originally stoic Northwest Wind suddenly become more animalistic and turn the spear to kill Cao Jun by surprise?
Of course, Zhuge Liang knew it.
Twenty-six years later, in 234 AD, the Battle of Shangfang Valley took place. Zhuge Liang once again used fire attacks to surround Sima Yi's army in the valley. Seeing that Sima Yi and his family were about to die in the fire, it rained heavily and the fire was extinguished, and Sima Yi and others managed to escape.
Zhuge Liang could only sigh deeply: People decide what to do, and God decides what to do.
Why can Zhuge Liang, who can call the wind and rain, fail to predict the weather at this time? Is it really just about luck?
Of course not, Zhuge Liang knows why, and Sima Yi also knows why.
But they can't speak to the outside world because they are restricted by the treaty. The reason...
Or is it because they have mastered the "soul annihilation" technology.
Just like Cui Ling now.
Of course, if possible, Cui Ling would not want to perform the soul annihilation himself.
He is one of the few people in Hades who has truly mastered the soul annihilation technology. Looking at the Three Realms, there are only a handful of people who truly understand the annihilation of souls. These people have also signed the "Annihilation Non-Proliferation Treaty" among themselves, prohibiting the disclosure of this technology to others.
Because the operation of this technology is not complicated, but the damage is immeasurable.
The whole principle is actually very simple, it is the annihilation of matter and antimatter after they meet.
After all, the harmony of yin and yang is still a main thread running through the entire universe.
Just like atoms are composed of nuclei and electrons, and the nuclei are composed of protons and neutrons, the soul is also composed of energy and consciousness, and energy is composed of three souls and seven souls.
Generally, after the soul is hit hard or damaged, the soul and soul after the soul is scattered cannot be collected. But as long as the three souls and seven souls can be separated by some means, then they can be annihilated under appropriate conditions.
(Due to the restrictions of the "Annihilation Non-Proliferation Treaty", the specific operation process and reaction conditions of soul annihilation cannot be informed here. Please understand. If you go to Hades later and report the name of the author of this article, you will definitely know about it. Everyone gives it to you! Only 2,000 Xinming coins will be charged!)
The next day, 22:30.
On the vast plain north of Mount Tai in the underworld, there are many cracks of different depths criss-crossed. The cracks seem to be wounds made by some huge god using lightning to cut the earth, perhaps like scraping bones to treat poison. To cure diseases that penetrate deep into the earth. The results of the treatment are not yet known, but it is clear that the suturing technology was not up to standard.
The sky was as dark as ink, and the wind and clouds were swirling. A huge vortex rolled up by the air flow appeared in the sky, and from time to time, several black smoke jumped into the zenith. It was the annihilated soul interfering with the Yang world and even the three realms.
Huge rocks lie on this land full of scars. On the top of the tallest rock, Huantian Cliff, several prayer flags are flying fiercely in the wind. In the middle of the prayer flags, Cui Ling with disheveled hair stands. He pointed a sharp sword towards the sky, and the blade was trembling. He tried hard to hold the hilt and control the direction of the sword tip.
The wind was blowing hard, and the loose clothes were now trying to catch the wind as if they were wearing a sack. Looking from the side, Cui Ling was almost blown into a flat figure.
I know that I am doing a noble cause and should not be stuck in trivial matters.
Cui Ling thought gloomily: But this wind is too exaggerated! Not to mention the hair on the face, the scalp is almost falling off due to the wind! Is this also Yin Feng? I know that the dark wind north of Mount Tai has not been tamed yet, but... this wind is too crazy!
Not to mention there were a lot of people down there looking at me!
Finally I understand why Zhuge Liang had to back off when he borrowed the east wind, otherwise it would affect his image too much. By the way, you ghost orphans, stop looking at me with your mouths open. Shouldn't you drive away the audience first and control the order of the scene?
never mind.
Concentrate on the matter at hand first, and if there is an image issue... let it be left to future generations to comment on.
Cui Ling glanced at the jars on both sides, which contained long-separated souls.
Cui Ling has already separated a large enough number of souls and souls, and they are now chirping and squirming in the jar behind Cui Ling.
These are the souls of heinous people, why should we give them a chance to reincarnate again? No, they don't need hope. Their original destiny was to perish completely, without even needing to regroup from Jiuyuan and Mingze. Completely disappearing into reincarnation is the result they deserve.
As Bao Zheng said, two and four souls had been extracted from the souls used to attack the ghost gate at that time. This was not only to reduce the damage, but also to tell others: I am fully capable of realizing the soul extraction technology.
Cui Ling pointed the tip of the sword at the two jars respectively. Several strands of dark souls clung to the blade along the tip of the sword again. The tip of the sword pointed to the sky again, the souls entangled and gathered, and the blade shone bright red as if it had been burned by fire. The background color is black, and the black air is dissipating and rotating, as if it is coated with a layer of fierce black flames.
Cui Ling chose the position of the sword tip, gripped the hilt with his fingers, and stabbed the sword upward with force. A ball of black fire roared up, and the black mist rolled, breaking the airflow, tearing apart the dome of the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. .
Cui Ling retracted the sword tip again and repeated the same process.
Oceans, mountains, rock formations...these knocked-out souls will be annihilated at designated locations, bringing about typhoons, tsunamis, earthquakes, and landslides.
Cui Ling's lips trembled angrily.
It shouldn't have been so hasty, there should have been enough time to intimidate, threaten, and bargain... instead of throwing out your big killer weapon directly and using the lives of innocent people to complete the first round of negotiations between the two parties. .
But there is no other way. Since those in heaven and underworld have already paid attention to me, then I have no other choice. I am serving a higher mission, and even if I sacrifice something, there is nothing I can do about it.
I can bear all the merits and demerits by myself, but the future of Hades must change.
The prologue of change has now begun.
Thousands of years ago, the gods only had floods in their arsenal to punish the world. After so many years of development, the arsenal has gradually become more abundant, and even diseases and viruses have become alternatives.
There is basically no difference in this arsenal among the gods around the world, and their use depends entirely on the preferences of different gods.
But for certain gods or humans, soul annihilation is the most commonly used technique, both inside and outside the Three Realms. This is also the reason why demons in Western mythology always covet human souls.
Historically, Pandora's Box in Greek mythology, the final battle in Nordic mythology, and the flooding of the Nile in Egyptian mythology all have the shadow of soul annihilation behind them.
Therefore, when the gods of the three realms saw the various signs of disasters that suddenly broke out in the world, they immediately reacted to what was happening below, and immediately realized that this matter needed to be dealt with quickly.
Then this is what they did:
They had a meeting.
The next day, 22:46.
Still in the study in Cui Mansion.
I don't know if it's Li Jianguo's illusion, but it seems that the light and shadow in the study flow faster.
"They are actually having a meeting! At this time, they are actually having a meeting!"
Hei Wuchang angrily slammed his hands on the table. The moment his fists were about to hit the table, a big hand held his falling fist firmly.
Bai Wuchang then gently pressed down Hei Wuchang's hands, shook his head, and signaled Hei Wuchang to be silent.
Bao Zheng was communicating with someone at the door of the study, but this person didn't look very smart, he was short and thin, and his movements were clumsy.
After a moment, the man bowed awkwardly and strode away. Bao Zheng turned around and looked at everyone in the room.
"The situation is not optimistic, and we don't have any help for the time being," Bao Zheng said: "Heavenly Court has responded very quickly, but no matter how fast it is, it will take six hours to actually send people down. At that time, the abnormality in the world will be It’s not a sign, but a real natural and man-made disaster.”
"Let's go and capture Cui Ling from the demon world now!" Hei Wuchang said as he was about to walk out.
"No," Bao Zheng stopped him: "The top priority is to go to the underworld to calm down various disasters. Otherwise, there will be a lot of casualties in the underworld. Under the current conditions, the underworld is completely unequipped to welcome a large number of souls. If a chain occurs reaction, then the three realms will be in danger."
"However," Li Jianguo said: "If we all go to prevent the disaster in the world, then Cui Ling can keep creating new disasters. If we are led by him, we will have no chance of winning!"
"Cui Ling's purpose is to accept the new Hades in the Three Realms," Bao Zheng said: "So he only needs a disaster to demonstrate and destroy the Hades. His attack should not last long. In addition..."
Bao Zheng focused his attention on Li Jianguo: "We are not all going to prevent the disaster in the underworld. Master Li is right, you don't have to go to the underworld, and you are currently the best person to stop Cui Ling."
ah?
Why is it me again?
Looking at Bao Zheng's livid expression, Li Jianguo nodded heavily: The situation is critical, at least this time, there is no way to make it worse, otherwise Bao Zheng might execute himself on the spot.
Then go take a trip!
The clouds gathering above the head have become denser, and even breathing has become somewhat difficult. I don't know if it is an illusion, but I always feel that the air in the demon world is thinner and more... suffocating.
I had seen some monsters on the way here, but no one interrogated me. At this time when the underworld and demons are at war with each other, the demon clan here seems to be less afraid of people coming from the underworld.
I heard that this place is just a settlement of demon clan residents. These demon clans do not have much status. Within the demon clan, they are regarded as a group of desolate exiles.
I wonder if these monster residents know everything that happens in their land and whether they are aware of the risks they are in. If Cui Ling fails to negotiate, the residents here will surely be implicated.
Cui Ling may not have reached an agreement with the demon residents here, but with a higher-level demon leader. Perhaps this is a good deal for the leader of the demon clan: using a less important community in exchange for the interests and support of the new Hades in the future, no matter how you think about it, you won't lose.
The same goes for Cui Ling. If he exchanges the lives of some innocent people for a new future in Hades, he won't lose any money no matter how he thinks about it.
No matter how much you think about it, you won’t lose money...
No loss...
Anger overflowed again, and his hands seemed to be shaking.
stop!
Can't think about it anymore.
Take two deep breaths quickly to calm down the anger in your heart.
It's not the time to get angry yet, don't be anxious, don't be anxious...
Continuing along the route, around the foot of Mount Tai, a vast plain comes into view.
This is the meeting point of the underworld demon - Chaotic Wind Field.
It's a deserted place with lots of rocks, but it's not difficult to find your goal.
On the Shaking Sky Cliff, the clouds gathered into the shape of a tornado, spinning and looking downwards. At the base of the tornado clouds, you could see prayer flags flapping. From time to time, a black firework flew up and disappeared into the sky.
It seems that that is my destination.
He took inventory of his belongings again and looked at the dark crowd below.
Taking a deep breath, looking at the bottom of the rock, he jumped down from above, flicked his hands, and several flying knives immediately slipped into his hands, and then he quickly threw them towards the middle of the prayer flags.
Several flying knives immediately whizzed up like meteors across the sky, heading straight for the door in front of Cui Ling. The sound of the flying knives breaking through the air was shrill and harsh, as if they were reading a death edict.
clang! Clang!
With a few crisp sounds, the flying knife was stopped by several oncoming stones!
"There are assassins protecting Mr. Cui!"
With a loud shout, the crowd in Wuyang Wuyang below immediately became restless, pushing and shouting and running further north. After running for about a hundred or two hundred meters, they regrouped and formed a thick human wall. , craning his neck to look at the assassination scene, trying to grab some capital that could be used to chat with others.
There are souls and monsters in that human wall. At least in some aspects, certain characteristics can transcend races.
Shang Lue, who was on the Shaking Sky Cliff with Cui Ling, shouted loudly: "It's Huang Si! Don't take it lightly, fellow ghosts, protect Master Cui!"
Smoke and dust billowed on the southern hillside, and that was Huang Si's figure galloping down the foothills.
Suddenly, the light flashed!
Several more flying blades came directly in front of everyone!
