novellhall Chapter 193 The defeated Khufu, the Northern Plains Rebellion is quelled!
Chapter 193 The defeated Khufu, the Northern Plains Rebellion is quelled!
Chapter 193 The defeated Khufu, the Northern Plains Rebellion is quelled!
The battle between the two great emperors, the Ancient King and Khufu, was quite exciting, but Zu Qingyun felt that the Ancient King's uppercut was cooler.
"Holy crap! Are all battles between undead emperors this straightforward? But to be fair, that Supreme Monarch-level Mountain Corpse is really strong!"
"The Western god of the underworld doesn't seem to be as strong as rumored. Seeing him being beaten and running away with his head in his hands, I actually had the feeling that I could do it too."
"Dude, you guys seem to have shifted the focus! They're all undead. Do you think if one side wins, they might attack us humans?"
At this moment, some astute military mages quickly discovered the key point.
"Gentlemen! Our mission is to hold Zhenbei Pass and evacuate the people behind us! The sudden appearance of Sha Yuan on the front line may not necessarily be friendly!"
The commander in charge was already working on the morale of the soldiers defending the city. However, it was obvious to everyone that the old king was after the Sha Yuan. But it should be noted that the ancient capital was almost destroyed back then, and the reason for that was the movement of the Sha Yuan.
Although we don't know why the ancient king has awakened, it's definitely a good idea to prepare in advance.
At the same time, Mo Fan, standing in a corner of the Great Wall, turned around and looked at Zu Qingyun beside him.
"Qingyun, is that guy really the Ancient King? He seems like a petty thug to me."
Upon hearing Mo Fan's question, Zu Qingyun also turned his gaze to the battlefield.
But then they saw the ancient king unleashing his chaotic and necromantic powers, which were now attached to his entire body. He was wearing armor and fighting fiercely with Khufu, who appeared elegant but was actually being beaten the whole time.
"A normal person might go crazy if they were cooped up in a room for a week, but it has been sitting alone on the Blood Throne for two thousand years. Now that it has finally found a worthy opponent, it would be strange if it wasn't excited."
Mo Fan: That makes sense!
What Zu Qingyun didn't expect was that Lingling was secretly eavesdropping on their conversation.
"Qingyun, Mofan, you two need to explain to me what you mean by Blood Throne, Sha Yuan, and those thugs." Upon hearing Lingling's words, Zu Qingyun and Mofan froze on the spot.
Zu Qingyun: My life is over!
Zu Qingyun and Mo Fan didn't hide anything from Lingling about the Blood Throne, since they had entered the Abyss of Fiends before. However, Mo Fan had no intention of revealing that Zu Qingyun had signed a contract with the Ancient King.
No matter what, Zu Qingyun was his savior, and not just once. Moreover, the relationship between his sister Xinxia and Zu Qingyun was quite delicate.
"So, during that trip to the Ancient Capital, you entered the Abyss of Evil and even met the Ancient King?"
Lingling looked at Zu Qingyun and Mo Fan with disbelief. She could understand Zu Qingyun entering the Abyss of Fiends, but Mo Fan had actually gone in as well.
Would this guy with a brain full of butter risk going there?
"That's right. When the ancient capital was in crisis, we were the ones who awakened the ancient king in time. However, that old guy didn't seem too happy about it at the time, so I simply had Mo Fan sell his ass, sob sob sob."
But before he could even recount this anecdote, Mo Fan immediately shut him up.
"Hey, I allow you to spread rumors, but you can't spread dirty rumors about me! I'm going to get married in the future too!" Mo Fan really didn't expect Zu Qingyun to just blurt things out like that, and what he said was a bit too exaggerated!
Upon witnessing this scene, Lingling shoved Mo Fan away from Zu Qingyun.
"I never imagined you, you big lecher, were not only extremely fond of women, but also of men, and even the undead."
At this point, Lingling's eyes flashed with a look of utter contempt for Mo Fan—no, a look of utter disdain, as if he were a scumbag, a beast. Mo Fan: Innocent! Innocent!
Of course, Lingling knew that Zu Qingyun was just making things up, and that what she said just now was just to give him a way out.
The battle between the Old King and Khufu continued until dawn.
"Ancient King! Do you truly intend to become an enemy of the Underworld?!"
Khufu was now desperate. If it weren't for the Ancient King, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years like him, causing trouble, he probably would have already occupied this fertile land of the Northern Plains!
"Heh heh, what are you, the underworld? Die!"
Unlike Khufu, the god of the underworld, the ancient king was getting more and more addicted to the fight. Although the eight kings who had been silent for thousands of years were also injured, it was clear that they all craved battle and killing.
As dawn approached, Khufu, the god of the underworld, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He could have left earlier, but that would have meant his reputation as the God of the Underworld would have been ridiculed by the arrogant ancient king before him, and by all living beings in the world—something he was unwilling to do.
"Under the command of the God of the Underworld, retreat!" Khufu dared not linger any longer. Although this ancient king who had appeared out of nowhere had lost many undead soldiers, he had also lost quite a few undead mummies.
If the fighting continued, he feared he would deplete the spirits in his underworld.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to have cultivated to this level and still be pretending to be a coward?"
Upon hearing his words, Khufu's eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly suppressed it.
"You have only gained a slight advantage. Besides, war cannot be resolved overnight. My soldiers have suffered heavy casualties, and I believe yours are in similar shape."
But a mocking look appeared in the old king's eyes at his words.
"A coward is a coward, admitting defeat is admitting defeat. You Western ghosts are just as disgusting and hypocritical as the foreign pirates of two thousand years ago." The ancient king's words were like a sharpened knife piercing Khufu's heart.
"You bastard."
Khufu knew very well that the ancient king in front of him was trying to provoke him, and he absolutely could not lead the underworld army to fight this old madman to the death.
"War is never urgent; this fertile land will eventually belong to me, Khufu!"
But before he could finish speaking, the dark undead skeleton swung its axe directly at him.
The two bosses were fighting when a lowly soldier suddenly attacked them from behind.
No! It's not a regular minion, it's a super minion that will appear in thirty minutes!
But then Khufu, in a very pretentious manner, exerted force with one hand and condensed a wisp of undead power.
But the terrifying force of the skeleton slammed him back two body lengths. Seeing this, the ancient king did not forget to mock, "Someone like you dares to call himself the God of the Underworld? You can't even block an axe blow from my underlings. Why don't you come and be my underlings? I might even make you a general or something."
(End of this chapter)