"During quantum communication..., the anchor point positioning is completed, is/is it transmitted through the link? (Entity 3.0/Projection 1.0)"
In the end, Jiang Tian chose the new one (Entity 3.0) that appeared in his field of vision. As I had accumulated 6.7+ energy units, more than half of them were suddenly lost. The next moment, a familiar prompt appeared again:
"One journey up the mountain, another journey towards the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, thousands of tents with lights on in the dead of night. The wind changes, the snow changes, shattering the heart of the country, the dream cannot come true, there is no such sound in the hometown."
"The mission scene "Tear-eyed Evil Star" is entering, and a random mission is generated: Protect the anchor point to survive and enter the second stage; completion rate 0%...residual energy 3.7 + unit...transition (cooling down: -71:59). "
The next moment, Jiang Tian had a clear view of the environment he was in. It was the inside of a building that covered a large area and was open, similar to an ancestral temple. As the background is a wall depicting various colorful murals, with blocks stacked up densely.
The carved tablet of the God, illuminated by lights as bright as day, looks quite spectacular, simple and profound.
And Jiang Tian also took a look at himself. In addition to the clothes he wore, he also carried two short blades and a stabbing sword dressed as a cane, all of which were intact as before. This is the benefit of physical teleportation. What? But the next moment
, but Jiang Tian used his ability and suddenly disappeared into the air.
When he appeared again, he was already in the larger front hall of this building, a place similar to a shrine; but it seemed that there was a slight deviation in the switching between reality and reality. It immediately attracted a lot of attention and uproar.
"who!"
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
"What a thief!"
"Get it quickly!"
"Protect the Crown Prince..."
"Ancestor!"
The little round-faced voice of surprise and incomprehensible sound was just right for it to resound among these astonished crowds. It was like a magic needle that fixed the sea, causing them to lose their voices and became quiet for a moment.
Only then did Jiang Tian notice that, surrounded and protected by a crowd of people, he was kneeling on a cushion in the middle, with a small round face like a pious prayer, and looking sideways at the bright, wide eyes.
However, she looked completely different at this moment. Wearing a purple-bottomed splendid robe, a gold and jade belt, a lotus crown with staggered gold and silver petals on her head, and five-cloud curled boots on her feet. It seems that a lot of it has faded away, but the original feeling in my bones
It is raw and weak; but it has a kind of faint majesty, fullness and awe-inspiring dignity.
But Jiang Tian couldn't help but have the urge to hit her head habitually and turn her into a crouching monster in the corner with her head in her arms; or to tear off the silver-petaled lotus crown and let her hair fall apart. A good petting on the head, like a cat, gives you a happy impulse.
But the next moment, those people gathered around her again: trying to cover her up with their bodies.
"Don't move, don't be rude. This is the manifestation of my ancestors."
However, the little round face shouted sternly:
"Anyone who dares to offend will die!"
It seems that she has also established a considerable degree of prestige during this period; therefore, no one of these seemingly unclear followers dared to question or argue on the spot. Instead, they took a few steps back with different expressions.
Jiang Tian glanced around, but didn't see many familiar faces from before, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Where are An Wuyi and Hong Dashou? Where are the loyal and brave people?"
"Anjun's guard is dead, Hongdutou is in prison. Zhongyongdu, the only exceptions are..."
The eyes of the small round face moved, but he suppressed a certain emotion:
When they heard the names of these two people, everyone present had different reactions; some people's faces changed drastically or showed secretive expressions; some people looked incomprehensible or indignant; and some people's faces changed drastically and secretly moved back. step
And left; some people stood there at a loss or didn't know what to do.
There was once again a burst of mixed uproar and exclamations outside:
"How dare you!"
"The ancestral temple is an important place, no trespassing is allowed!"
Then came the sound of flapping the door panel.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!"
"They're here again!"
"I can't stop it anymore..."
Then it turned into scattered fights, cries of pain, and screams. Finally, several deep, rapid, or dissatisfied voices came from outside, overwhelming the majority of the voices and shouting:
"Your Majesty! This matter cannot be delayed any longer!"
"Your Majesty, it won't help if you hide in the ancestral temple!"
"Your Majesty, you have to give me an excuse."
"Your Majesty, you cannot let down the hearts of thousands of officials and soldiers!"
At the moment when he held the little round face in his hand, Jiang Tian's field of vision once again popped up the prompt "Shallow thinking connection successful." Then some fragmented memories and scenes flickered in front of Jiang Tian's eyes like lightning and flint. Pass.
Although they were just some incomplete impressions and memories, the content contained in these contents alone was enough for him to understand the general situation and events taking place at the moment. Then Jiang Tian showed a cold and deep smile on his face
, said to her in his mind:
"Next, take a closer look. Under absolute power, conspiracy, conspiracy, and scheming are of no use!"
The door had been blasted open, and many white-shirted guards wearing half-length mail rushed in. With the brocade-robed servants surrounding the little round face, some kind of faint confrontation was formed. Only then did a sturdy figure appear. , The face is broad and the eyebrows are horizontal, and the headband is
The virtuous old man in red robes was the first to step in, and shouted in a loud voice that was not angry but also vaguely domineering:
"Your Majesty, I have come to pay my respects to the Lord."
"Hey... who is so bold!"
Then he noticed that Jiang Tian, who was holding the little round-faced hand, could not help but frown and said angrily:
"Whoever he is, just take him down!"
There was another deep voice, saying in a tone that could not be doubted: But in came a strong general wearing a beanie, armor, and long arms.
"Since the prince can't make up his mind, it's good to let the old ministers sort things out on his behalf."
The third person who walked in was a middle-aged scribe with sharp eyes and deep determination.
"Please, Your Majesty, please comply with the military will and public opinion, and you will be wise!"
Following closely behind him was another tall military attache with a stocky face who advised:
However, the next moment, they and the subordinates they brought in were all stunned to see Jiang Tian who was holding hands beside the little round face; suddenly he disappeared like a bubble in a dream. Then, only a seemingly omnipresent voice suddenly sounded:
"Is it them? Are they all here?"
"Here comes the sword..."
As the little round face suddenly spoke up: In an instant, a flash of silver light flashed through the inner room, and like a fish leaping and an eagle flying, the sword light circled around the room, setting off waves after waves of intruders, one after another. Rain of blood splattered. And this is the combined effect of guidance + battery life.
Just a short while later, with the pungent smell of blood that quickly spread, corpses were lying on pillows and rivers of blood flowed in the lobby; there was no longer a figure that could stand safely.
Looking at the last few who were frightened by the invisible killings and overwhelming terror, they could only roll and crawl on the ground in inexplicable horror. Jiang Tian, who was in the virtual state, communicated through his thoughts:
"It's still useful to leave one like this behind. Then if you do as I say, maybe you can get out of the current predicament temporarily."
At this time, most of the servants who had gathered around the little round face fell to the ground with their legs and feet weak, or they were holding on to the beams and tables and their whole bodies were stiff, and they called out in fear one after another. .
"Flying sword?"
"Flying swords kill people."
"This is a magical method."
At this time, the few survivors who could be left behind had already climbed to the door on hands and feet; however, they were faced with the one floating nearby. One of them suddenly stabbed his side with a backhand knife, and dragged his companion's neck violently; blood spattered out. Then, gritting his teeth, he pounced on the next one...
The next moment, he knelt down and made a sliding shovel, then raised his hands and abandoned the blade and shouted loudly:
"Sword Immortal, please spare my life. I am just following orders and don't know the cause and effect... If I am left with this broken body, I will fight to the death to serve."
"Random mission: 19% completion; free energy is being collected. New module is loaded... The module has incomplete functions. Some functions are being enabled."
At this time, a new option with a green box appeared in front of Jiang Tian again:
"1 accepts surrender, mission deflection degree +0.14; 2 does not accept, deflection degree +0.11; 3 lets go, deflection degree -0.03."
