latelenovela Chapter 336 When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.
Chapter 336 When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.
Shenjing City.
Princess Jin'an had just stepped onto the city gate when she felt the grim atmosphere.
No one spoke; everyone held their weapons, silently on guard.
The border of Jizhou is the longest in the Nine Provinces, stretching for hundreds of miles. Not all places have checkpoints to block the way, and a small number of plague god puppets have already appeared near the capital city.
However, the Star Destroyer Array was operating normally, and they seemed to be wary of it, only lingering around and not daring to force their way in.
The cultivators from Wushan were stationed at several city gates as a precaution.
Lady Lan, being both highly skilled and daring, took the initiative and went out of the city with the Holy Maiden of the Underworld to capture several puppets for studying this strange phenomenon.
During this time, the Holy Maiden of the Dark Moon sighed deeply, worried about the situation at the Dark Moon Cult headquarters. Luo Yu, Man Gu, and the others seemed to be in the same boat.
Due to various matters, they had been detained in the capital city, thus avoiding the impact of this calamity, but at the same time, they had lost news of their hometown, and were naturally very worried at this moment.
Faced with this strange column of smoke, they dared not leave the territory of Kyushu to test whether they could stop the demonic energy from eroding them.
There are no eggs under the covering nest.
This apocalyptic scene is truly terrifying.
But what's even more terrifying is that they haven't even seen a glimpse of the enemy.
Those manipulated puppets wandered the earth like zombies; they were merely the enemy's henchmen, not the enemy itself.
Old Man Meilin pondered for a long time, holding the restored Thirteen Plum Blossom Fortune Sticks in his hand, but he hesitated to cast a divination for the current chaos.
Before he could even calculate the result, Heaven would probably have taken his life away.
Seeing this, the apprentice Yi Xiaoqi comforted him, "Master, let's trust Senior Chu."
In fact, they have no other choice but to believe her now.
The battlefield high above the heavens is far beyond their reach.
……
The streets of Beijing are deserted; the bustling and prosperous scenes of the past are gone.
The people stayed indoors, and only the constables and city guards patrolled the streets day and night.
With the night guards observing in secret, their work became much easier.
In a quiet street corner, Night Watchman Xiao Zhang and Old Wu were chatting idly.
"I used to think that we Night Guardians knew everything under heaven, but suddenly such a demon appeared. It's really unbelievable," Old Wu complained in a low voice.
He wasn't really dissatisfied; he was just afraid of the unknown.
"If you ask me, the world is a big place, and anything is possible. It's normal for some monsters and demons to appear." Xiao Zhang said in a low voice with some worry, "Luckily, we are in the capital. I heard that Yangzhou has fallen. Those human puppets don't kill or loot, but they specialize in smashing and destroying temples. It's very strange."
Old Wu's heart tightened. He looked up at the sky and muttered, "Right now, it's just the destruction of temples and statues. Who knows what will happen next? If everyone is turned into a puppet, even the most powerful formation won't be able to stop it!"
As he spoke, he subconsciously looked around, as if afraid that danger was lurking nearby.
Xiao Zhang also fell silent, because he felt that Lao Wu's concerns were not without merit.
In a corner, the two huddled together and whispered to each other, feeling increasingly uncertain as they talked.
They all looked up at the Star Destroyer Array that enveloped them. The starlight was dazzling, and the array was as stable as Mount Tai, as if it could resist the invasion of all demons.
However, this seemingly solid protection is too far away from them. These things that are unclear and uncontrollable can never give them a sense of security.
Will the Great Xia Dynasty descend into chaos?
they do not know.
the other side.
Lou Qing, dressed in fine clothes and with a sword at his waist, walked steadily through the streets of the capital.
He has now been promoted to captain and is highly valued by his superiors. In this time of crisis, he has been entrusted with an important task.
However, with higher positions come greater responsibilities.
Faced with the current situation, he was filled with worry and helplessness.
All he could do was arrange for his two old acquaintances, Xiao Zhang and Lao Wu, to work on the fringes, hoping to keep them away from danger. This was the best protection he could offer.
Even though Chengzi and Sister Qiao realized the severity of the situation, they were still willing to stay and help him.
As they passed the charity hall, the three of them slowed down, glanced at the plaque, and then left as if nothing had happened.
Inside the door, Lüyun had just finished counting the grain and cloth in the warehouse and locked it to ensure there would be no mistakes.
The city suddenly descended into chaos, with no one opening their shops for business anymore. Fortunately, she had prepared in advance.
Although Lü Yun has now left Songlin Xiaozhu and her identity is little known, the Night Guards often send her messages so that she can keep up with the situation in the capital. The Prefect of the Capital also sends people to secretly keep an eye on the place, so everything goes smoothly.
After this period of chaos, countless people in the world will suffer the loss of their families and lives. She only hopes to do what she can to help them.
Just then, a helper who couldn't sleep came out of the room and asked her worriedly, "Sister Lüyun, what do you mean by this..."
Green Bamboo raised her hand to stop him, telling him to shut up.
She shook her head and said, "The affairs of the world are beyond our control. Just take care of things here and do your own job well."
The workers still looked hesitant, as if they wanted to say something more.
He took another step closer and asked softly, "Sister Lüyun, if you really are the Grand Preceptor's maid, she wouldn't abandon this place, would she?"
Upon hearing this, Lü Yun's expression grew even colder.
She said sternly, "I've said this many times before, and I don't want to bring it up again. The Grand Preceptor's actions are not for us to criticize!"
After warning the helper, Lüyun turned and left.
Back in her room, she closed the door, leaned against it, and slowly let out a sigh of relief, her imposing aura dissipating.
She then sat down on the stool, looking somewhat tired.
She hadn't seen her mistress for a long time, but her longing for her hadn't diminished in the slightest.
With demonic energy swirling around, everyone was worried about the state of the world, but what she cared about most was always the safety of her young lady.
One person's strength is ultimately limited.
If everything falls on her shoulders, won't Miss get tired or hurt?
She couldn't help her mistress before, and she still can't now.
Lüyun only hoped that she wouldn't become a burden, and that would be enough.
Thinking of this, she gently patted her cheeks to cheer herself up.
Looking out at the dark sky, Lüyun silently prayed for her mistress.
suddenly.
The sky changed color, and a sudden storm arose.
A streak of pure white light burst open in the sky.
The overwhelming demonic energy surged ceaselessly, gradually coalescing into a majestic and imposing phantom of a demon god.
Under its influence, all living beings are filled with fear and suppressed emotions.
At this moment, heaven and earth were silent, and all things were still.
Even the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty couldn't help but look up, and in a daze, he realized that this scene should be recorded in history.
In the sky, the door gods and the Four Heavenly Kings looked extremely tense.
"That is the Lord's enemy, the God of Plague?"
The thought involuntarily surfaced, and feelings of tension and fear surged up along with it.
Too far off.
Before the projection of the plague god, they were nothing more than insignificant dust and grains of light.
The slight sense of pride they had felt earlier for successfully resisting the pillars of demonic energy vanished instantly, replaced by a profound sense of powerlessness.
The phantom of the plague god was vast and boundless, like the heavens and earth themselves, powerful and profound like an endless abyss.
How can we contend with it, and how can we defeat it?
This situation truly inspires despair.