Chapter 59 Out of Place?

But no one expected that the Gale Army, which had turned into undead, could actually use this tactic.

Obviously they had calculated that no matter how powerful the Heavenly Thunder Formation was, there was always a limit. Using ordinary resentful souls to consume the power of the Heavenly Thunder, when the formation failed, wouldn't these living people be their prey?

The Crazy Sand Season had just begun, and as undead, they had almost unlimited time.

The faces of the living people were all unhappy. The undead could wait, but they couldn't. After being hit by hundreds of resentful souls, the lightning of the talisman formation was obviously not as active as before. Obviously, there was a limit to borrowing power from the sky.

And the Gale Army was testing how much of this quota was left.

After this batch of resentful souls was consumed, the Gale Army pushed out more than a thousand resentful souls in one breath. In today's Panlong Desert, these are the most abundant things.

The living people's eyes went dark, and they were all uncalm. The confidant said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. County Governor, I, we..."

If it happens again, will the formation be broken directly?

"Calm down, the more panicked you are, the faster the formation will break!" He Chunhua shouted, "As long as the national master gets the big square pot, our predicament will be solved!"

Someone muttered in a low voice in the chaos: "How long will it take?"

He Chunhua suddenly turned around and cut off half of his ear with a sword: "Do you want to kill your companions? If you disturb the morale of the army again, I will kill you without mercy!"

The sight of blood made everyone calmer.

Hundreds of resentful souls were driven by the Dafeng Army and crashed into the Tianlei formation and their souls flew away.

At this time, He Chunhua also felt a little dizzy. Looking back at the magic staff in the formation, the color of the Sheji Order held by the beast head faded, and the green light gradually weakened. This was because the morale was constantly consumed.

But the blood in the pool was slightly rippled, and there was no other movement.

The Dafeng Army itself did not even have any losses, and only sent cannon fodder to the field. If this goes on, how long can the team last?

He Chunhua sighed secretly, and finally fell into the trap of the national master.

The heroes of Panlong City had been resisting invasions before their death, and were particularly sensitive to the aura of foreign armies. Moreover, he had used the Sheji Order. These hundreds of living people were simply bright lights in the dark night. It was hard for the Dafeng Army not to notice them.

Hmm? But speaking of aura...

He Chunhua suddenly perked up when he thought of something.

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The South Gate is right there. Whether you walk faster or slower, you will reach it sooner or later.

Now the South City Wall is becoming clearer in their vision. After walking another two or three miles, you will reach the South City Gate.

The buildings in the south of the city are intact, and Nian Songyu has not yet taken action.

Panlong City has a special geographical location, and the focus of defense is in the south. Therefore, except for the South Gate, the walls in the east and west directions are very simple during this period, and there are no weapons, and there is no gate in the north.

The only place that can quickly fire on a large area in the city is the South Gate.

It just so happens that the residential focus of Panlong City is also in the south, and more than 60% of the houses in the city are concentrated here.

He Lingchuan looked at the south gate and thought that Nian and Sun probably thought that the arson work in the other three directions was not the focus, so they left the buildings in the south unburned and waited for the four people to reunite.

Waiting for reunion?

He Lingchuan always felt that something was wrong.

At this time, the two were just about to bypass a mansion by the stream.

As long as they passed through another theater, they would reach the main street and then go straight to the south gate.

Mao Tao was already sweating profusely, and squatted down to scoop up a handful of water to wash his face.

The water in the illusion cannot be drunk, but it feels very real and can cool down and relieve restlessness.

"Let's go." He got up and strode forward.

He Lingchuan grabbed his collar and said, "Wait."

"What?"

He Lingchuan didn't say a word, jumped onto the outer wall of the mansion, and climbed into the corner tower in two steps.

This is the tallest building within a few miles, with an unobstructed view.

Mao Tao didn't waste that much effort, walked through the gate into the yard, and then climbed up the stairs.

When he found He Lingchuan, the young master stared at the south with his eyes wide open, muttering: "Out of place, out of place!"

Mao Tao asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

He became more and more humble in his attitude towards He Lingchuan, unlike at the beginning when he just flattered the willful young master.

He himself did not realize this change.

He Lingchuan stared at the South Gate and pointed: "Do you see the totem?"

"Ah, I see it." The relief on the wall is such a big black dragon totem, it's hard to ignore it, right?

"The three walls we saw in the desert city, the innermost wall also has this black dragon totem on it, exactly the same."

Mao Tao tried hard to recall and nodded: "Yes, I remember it too."

"Don't you think there is a problem?"

Mao Tao was even more confused: "What is the problem? Young Master, please explain it clearly, don't learn from Master Sun."

He Lingchuan slowly turned his head to look at him: "The best play sung by the Black Water City troupe is also the one that everyone likes to listen to the most, called "Panlong Pojunzhen", you have heard it, right?" No one has not heard it! "It sings about the guardian beast of Xiluo country."

Mao Tao: "Let's talk about the guardian beast Taurus released by Xiluo country, which is invincible--"

Oh, why did he sing it?

"The guardian beast of Xiluo is a golden bull, right?" He Lingchuan pointed his chin towards the south gate, "But there is a black dragon on the gate! Look, there is an offering table in front of the relief, and a three-legged bronze incense burner with a phoenix holding a ring. This kind of treatment is not affordable for the mountains and swamps. Panlong City worships it as a guardian beast for the country or the city!"

"But the deserted city outside also worships the black dragon, this--" Mao Tao suddenly had an idea in his mind, and his eyes widened immediately, "Strange! This is Panlong City in peacetime. Even if the guardian beast is worshipped, it should be the golden bull!"

"For the worship of the divine beast, all countries have regulations, and border towns cannot violate them. Otherwise, it is an offense, and there will be big trouble if it is discovered." He Lingchuan said, "Panlong City should have worshipped the golden bull like the whole country. Perhaps after years of fighting and being isolated and helpless, it became more and more disappointed with its homeland, and then it changed to worship the Mitian God, so the relief was changed to the black dragon."

"Logically speaking, Panlong City in the illusion should not have this flaw. But the big square pot is the treasure of the Mitian God, and things that the owner does not agree with cannot appear here. Therefore, the loophole has been preserved." He Lingchuan shook his head, "But it is really too big, standing there openly, and even if a living person who comes in sees it, he will not think too much."

In the end, the Xiluo Kingdom died more than a hundred years ago. People today can only learn about it from information, and they are not as sensitive to it as they are to their own country.

Mao Tao said in a lost voice: "No wonder Tao Bo said in his notes that there is a place here that is incompatible with reality! Young Master, you have good eyesight, let's report to the national teacher!"

He climbed the window and wanted to jump down, but his neck was tightened and He Lingchuan grabbed his collar again: "What's the hurry?"

"No, don't report it?" Mao Tao was a little confused for a moment.