Luo Wanya said, "That won't do. The Legion of the Dead outnumbers them, and the heroic spirits of the Northwest Army will be wiped out sooner or later. Boss Zheng, we need to find a way to find Duke Storm. Only by finding the controller behind the Legion of the Dead can this war end."
Zheng Yuandong took out the Black Eye of True Sight and froze a thousand miles away: "Don't worry, someone has already gone to look for them. These Northwest Army soldiers are not here to save the world for us, but to help us buy time."
Luo Wanya was stunned. He immediately recalled what had happened on the battlefield and who else was absent from the battle. Those who were absent must be on their way to find Duke Storm.
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There is snow on the mountain road. When the snow covers the Black Mountain, it looks like a young man with white hair.
A middle-aged man and a young man braved the heavy snow, following behind a pure golden pangolin. This pangolin was a gold-hunting beast in the hands of the Forbidden Tribunal, which specialized in finding and eating forbidden things.
Along the way, the adorable and clumsy gold-hunting beast is leading the two to the mountaintop, where hundreds of forbidden items have appeared, and the scent of these forbidden items makes the gold-hunting beast drool.
"Mr. Yun Jing, can we really find the enemy?" Zhang Mengqian asked.
Li Yunjing calmly replied, "If the old man on Ginkgo Mountain says it's possible, then it definitely is."
"You trust him?" Zhang Mengqian asked curiously.
“Li Yunshou and the old man Li Xiurui both trust him, so I trust him too,” Li Yunjing replied.
It was at this moment that the two encountered 12 A-level Fate Masters who were heading down the mountain to the battlefield.
The two stood several hundred meters apart on the mountain road. Li Yunjing, who was also an A-level, suddenly rolled up the sleeves of his hempen robe and said, "You go and kill the main culprit. These people are for me."
Zhang Mengqian knew that Mr. Yun Jing was serious. The last time the other man rolled up his sleeves was when he was fighting with her for the tripe in the hot pot. Apart from that, there was nothing else that made the other man treat her like this.
Zhang Mengqian tightened the white blindfold over her eyes, walked past the fortune tellers as if no one else was there, and continued up the mountain path: "Excuse me."
After he finished speaking, the fortune tellers actually made way for him, knowing that this young man was no match for them.
Looking at Zhang Mengqian's retreating figure, Li Yunjing recalled that when she first met this young man, she only felt that he was a bit disheveled, a bit indifferent, and a bit pitiful.
Now he possesses the demeanor of a grandmaster.
Zhang Mengqian ignored the deafening sounds of battle behind her, and simply followed the Gold-Seeking Beast to the mountaintop, 'looking' at the Storm Duke who held a tall scepter.
Duke Storm stopped paying attention to the battlefield and turned to look at Zhang Mengqian, saying in broken Chinese, "Commendable courage."
But Duke Storm took a closer look.
Standing atop the mountain, Zhang Mengqian seemed to be in harmony with heaven and earth; he was heaven and earth, and heaven and earth were him.
Even as time passes, years change, and mountains and seas transform, youth remains unchanged.
Duke Storm narrowed his eyes slightly. He suddenly felt that this might be the most troublesome opponent he had ever encountered. The boy was blind, yet he had a feeling that he could see right through him.
Before the final battle, he imagined that he would meet Qing Chen, Li Shutong, and be besieged.
But to everyone's surprise, the final battle would be against an unknown blind boy.
But when the other party appeared in front of him, Duke Storm subconsciously felt that it made perfect sense.
"Alright, I'm in a hurry." Zhang Mengqian said with a smile, and then attacked Duke Storm.
Duke Storm sensed something was amiss as soon as they engaged, because he had the advantage of anticipating Zhang Mengqian's move. Zhang Mengqian, on the other hand, possessed a sixth sense, seemingly fused with the will of the world.
Zhang Mengqian could sense the Storm Duke's moves in advance every time.
This is different from Li Ke using the replica backpack to gain the upper hand, simply because Li Ke borrowed it, while Zhang Mengqian owned it.
After a mere dozen or so breaths of fighting, Duke Storm vaguely sensed that the young man's ability to gain the upper hand seemed to be a notch faster than his own!
How is that possible? The Fate Master is clearly the epitome of gaining the upper hand!
Unlike the ferocious, sweeping attacks of other knights, Zhang Mengqian's attacks were more like a gentle breeze and light rain, like a wisp of smoke in the sky. You could see it there, but it would dodge away as soon as you reached out.
Duke Storm felt as if he were accompanied by two gentle breezes, and his heart was filled with the light of the moon.
He sneered and struck with lightning speed.
With two loud bangs, Duke Storm struck Zhang Mengqian's left and right shoulders with a punch and a kick, nearly knocking the young knight off the cliff.
The Virtuoso knows better how to counter the Virtuoso: attack so fast that even if the opponent sees it, they can't dodge it.
The bloodline born from the giantess and the demigod Virtue gave Storm Duke extraordinary talent. He possessed the physical advantages of the giant race, and his physical strength was even greater than that of the knights after the demigods.
It must be said that the Fates family's prediction was correct; the Titans and Newtypes are like evolved species, and that is the more certain future.
Zhang Mengqian rolled on the ground a few times before standing up, undeterred: "So you were hiding your strength. No wonder you were so confident. Let's try again."
Little did he know that giants all possess racial talents, and the Duke of Storms was no exception.
His racial talent was simpler and purer, merely making his body stronger.
This trump card was originally meant for Qing Chen, but unexpectedly, Zhang Mengqian forced it out.
Despite being attacked from both sides by Zhang Mengqian and Shadow, Duke Storm was still able to handle the situation with ease.
The advantage of being one step ahead is not enough to make up for the difference in speed and strength between them.
The two sides moved with lightning speed atop the mountain, with occasional thunderous roars echoing through the air.
The mountains trembled, and the sky shattered.
The true epic battle between demigods unfolded in this unnoticed corner.
But with each flash of thunder, Zhang Mengqian suffered a severe injury.
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Li Yunjing, who was at the foot of the mountain, lowered his sleeves and looked up at the changing clouds on the mountaintop. Beside him lay the corpses of the Fate Masters, and the entire mountain range had been destroyed and collapsed.
No one knows what level of power Li Yunjing unleashed at that final moment. Later generations can only watch the battlefield and speculate. On this day, the immortal Li had already reached the demigod realm, able to pluck stars with a wave of his hand and sink the earth with a single palm strike.
Li Yunjing silently watched the battlefield, but made no move to help Zhang Mengqian.
Only he knew best that the transformation of a grandmaster required a bloody battle.
At this moment, a woman walked down the mountain, and when Li Yunjing turned around, she was surprised to see that it was zero.
Ling smiled and nodded to Li Yunjing before continuing upwards.
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While suppressing Zhang Mengqian's offensive, Duke Storm sneered, "Overestimating yourself."
The young knight did not respond; he simply continued to sense the world during the battle, and the world's will seemed like warm seawater washing over his body.
It was as if he knew the very texture of the earth.
It was as if he understood the mood of the world.
My eyes are dark, but my heart is bright.
From the slums to a knightly demigod, he retreated, made choices, gave up, and persevered.
If this is a story that future generations will talk about with great interest, then what kind of ending would be worthy of the courage he showed when he gouged out his own eyes?
breathe.
The flame-like patterns on Zhang Mengqian's cheeks suddenly appeared at this moment.
The next moment, Duke Storm found that his sure-fire punch had failed to hit Zhang Mengqian.
His pupils suddenly contracted!
The young knight was even faster!
But then Zhang Mengqian said softly, "Of all the shortcuts in the world, I have walked the longest one."
Duke Storm flashed in front of him and delivered a thunderous punch. Zhang Mengqian caught it with his left hand and used the force to fly backward.
The young knight floated in the air, plucked a lock of hair from behind his ear, and blew on it forcefully.
But then he saw that the black hair was like needles, blocking all of Storm Duke's escape routes.
With a deafening roar, even the cliff where Duke Storm stood was cleaved away by these autumn leaf blades!
Huge boulders tumbled down, and the Storm Duke, enduring the pain, leaped up and landed in a safe spot.
His black robe was torn apart, and strands of black hair, imbued with the knight's true energy, pierced through more than ten places in his body!
If Duke Storm hadn't dodged to the vitals, his heart would probably have been pierced!
Duke Storm glanced down at his wounds, then coldly sneered as he charged towards Zhang Mengqian, giving her no chance to unleash his Autumn Leaf Blade.
But just as he was about to deliver his punch, he discovered that Zhang Mengqian was flying backwards.
In an instant, countless golden meteors rose from the distant battlefield, flew over the mountain peaks, and headed straight for the Northwest Temple of Heroes.
The golden meteors illuminated the polar night, casting countless shadows in front of Zhang Mengqian.
Zhang Mengqian took a deep breath.
Of all the shortcuts in life, I've walked the longest one!
In a flash, while retreating to avoid the Storm Duke's attack, he pulled a pair of scissors from his sleeve and snipped away two shadows of himself from the void.
When Duke Storm arrived in front of him, two shadows formed a triangular formation with Zhang Mengqian, attacking the terrifying descendant of giants from both sides!
The sudden appearance of two shadows disrupted Duke Storm's initiative. Instead of retreating, Zhang Mengqian advanced and attacked simultaneously with the two shadows as a unified force!
Duke Storm wanted to use the forbidden object to escape the Trinity's encirclement. The forbidden object that King had once used to teleport away by exchanging glances was on him, but the knight boy in front of him was blind, and his last means of survival was completely useless!
No one expected that Ginkgo Mountain would choose Zhang Mengqian to carry out the final beheading!
No one expected that Ginkgo Mountain would choose to leave the silhouette to Zhang Mengqian as its final trump card!
Everyone only saw the chessboard of heaven and earth, but no one saw the old man's painstaking efforts over more than ten years.
The old man on Ginkgo Mountain seemed to be able to find the right choice amidst the chaos of fate, even without a chessboard of heaven and earth.
With a loud bang, two shadows struck Storm Duke's back simultaneously, while Zhang Mengqian, holding a silhouette, used scissors as a weapon to stab Storm Duke's neck!
Blood gushed out, and Duke Storm kicked Zhang Mengqian away, slowly retreating. However, he became weaker and weaker as he retreated, and finally staggered and fell to the ground on the cliff.
Behind him was the scepter of the dead stuck in the cliff, and the front of his clothes was stained red with blood.
Duke Storm, clutching the wound on his neck, still wanted to kill someone in a fit of rage, even as he lay dying, he wanted to drag Zhang Mengqian along with him. But Zero slowly approached from afar.
But then Zero walked over and sat down next to Duke Storm, pulling him into her arms and gently singing a lullaby.
That was the song that Duke Storm loved to listen to when he was a child.
"Sit a little longer and wait for the stars to gather around."