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Chapter 383 Losing Value

The top of Good Heart Mountain, inside the skull of an ancient lion.

The half-melted needle-mouthed organ sprayed out a dark and turbid color, and the darkness like thick ink gradually expanded, staining one of the forbidden runes in the ancient lion's skull.

Amidst the clicking sounds of the scissors opening and closing, this ancient rune with a history of two thousand years gradually lost its original light and heat.

The twisted serpentine characters seemed to have finally come to an end, and the endless dance finally came to an end. The serpentine runes gradually lost their luster and became dim, as stiff and motionless as a thin snake trapped in death. The insatiable darkness swallows him completely.

With a click, the last sound of twisting and scissors fell, and the forbidden rune that had persisted for two thousand years completely disappeared and dimmed.

The wall of prohibitions guarding the tombs of the kings also seemed to be cracking.

There are a total of fourteen characters in a sentence left by the golden general.

These fourteen twisted, snake-like ancient characters are entangled in the ancient lion's brain, forming an indestructible forbidden ritual that restricts its spirit and body.

Now, with the help of the ugly alien moth, the ancient lion has finally successfully forgotten the last characters of the general's forbidden law.

Although only a quarter of the content has been forgotten, in a mystical sense, more than half of this forbidden ritual composed of fourteen snake-shaped characters has been disintegrated.

The big wall standing in my heart collapsed with a rumble, and the law that could only passively counterattack the tomb robbers was no longer effective!

The ancient lion regained its freedom and let out an unyielding roar toward the sky, seeming to vent its two thousand years of unwillingness to the Hercules constellation in the sky.

A circle of fiery ripples visible to the naked eye erupted from the top of Shanxin Mountain, and slight gravel flew away under the impact of the heat wave.

The ugly alien moth that had completed its mission of oblivion immediately pulled out the almost melted needle-like mouthpart.

It's just that the needle, which was twisted like a thin snake, seemed to have accidentally collided with other brain tissue in the skull of the ancient lion on the way out. The unyielding and angry flames immediately spread like a needle mouth organ, directly igniting the ugly alien moth!

The ancient lion in pain suddenly shook its head and threw the despicable and dirty moth away. A blood-colored flaming arrow shot out from the pore on the top of its skull, nailing the unruly moth to the mountain. Above the top.

"Moth, your mission has been completed...you have lost your value!"

The ancient lion looked playfully at the ugly alien moth struggling to death, and sneered: "You don't think I will really agree to give you a reward, do you?!"

"You don't really think that I will give you the complete bone-crushing technique, do you?"

"You still want to know the whereabouts of the tombs of the kings, such a disrespectful behavior, how dare you?!

"Now, go die obediently!!!"

The flaming rocket condensed into substance exploded with a bang!

The burning ugly alien moth was immediately torn into pieces by the exploding rocket mixed with the power of the barbarian blade and casting.

There is still a bloody flame attached to the dark and shattered flesh. This flame contains the resentment and anger of the ancient lion for two thousand years. I am sure it will be able to burn this ignorant moth until there is nothing left to burn!

The corner of the ancient lion's mouth raised a contemptuous arc. After two thousand years, it finally waited for an arrogant moth. He had already simulated this set of military tactics using the whereabouts of the kings' tombs as bait thousands of times in his mind!

I didn’t expect it to be implemented so smoothly this time! I didn't expect that this moth could really shake the prohibitions left by the general!

The ancient lion burst out with a bold laugh, and the pores on the top of its head were completely healed in an instant. Steaming hot air spurted out from every pore, setting off a blazing white air wave that surrounded the bronze lion's body.

The silent mountain top sounded like the sound of hammering and hammering iron, and the figure of the ancient lion shrouded in white air could be vaguely seen expanding rapidly, growing taller and taller visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient lion, which was only slightly larger than an ordinary male lion, has grown to a height of twenty-one feet, which is as high as four adults stacked on top of each other!

The gigantic ancient lion raised its head the size of a locomotive and roared loudly for miles at the incomplete waning gibbous moon!

Then he suddenly jumped down the mountain, and the huge body fell into the mountain, stirring up a large amount of sand and dust like a cannonball. A faint red and hot fire could be seen in the dust.

It suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped into the air. In an instant, it had moved hundreds of yards away and rushed directly towards the city of Shiraz where the war was raging.

"You pagan people, how dare you occupy this beautiful city for so long!"

"This crime will never be cured by death!"

"The great Shadowless Empire will be re-established on your bones!!!"

The disintegration of the forbidden law awakened the wildness and fury of the ancient lion that had been sleeping for thousands of years. It couldn't wait to see mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

It is eager to...rebuild the great glory of the Shadowless Empire!

"Although the historical ruling stipulates that the Shadowless Empire must be destroyed, I, Dai Qisi, want to go against this history today!"

"I vow to bring the great Shadowless Empire back to the world!!!"

The blurry scarlet lion shadow flickered on the desert. Every blink of an eye, it had already traveled hundreds of miles. Even the sound barrier seemed to be torn apart at this speed.

The shocking roar of an angry lion continued to resound through the night sky, like the roar of an engine of dispute. When the soldiers of the tomb guards lurking in the city heard the leader's call, they all grasped their guns and short spears, and violently opened fire on the city of Shiraz. Today's third insurrection shot!

Unlike those ignorant pagan people, the targets of the Tomb Guard soldiers are not only the invading evil spirits of Great Britain, but also all mortals within sight!

Only by clearing out all the living people on this land can the formidable Shadowless Empire be re-established in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

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The people of Shiraz City have not yet recovered from the sorrow of the man in their family who died in the freedom resistance movement. They are still covering their faces with salted noodles and weeping. They only regret that they did not stop the man in their family and why they allowed him to do so. Join the Free Resistance Army, which is very weird when you think about it? !

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

But before the woman could finish crying out her grief, a gangster with a face that looked both human and lion-like suddenly kicked open the door of their home and pierced her heart directly with a red and hot short spear.

Before he could even let out a scream of alarm, the victim's chest was filled with the aroma of roasted meat.

The murderer, whose face was both human and lion-like, coldly drew out his blazing short spear and looked at the shivering child hiding in the corner. His light golden eyes radiated a fierce light that was as hungry and bloody as a beast!

(End of this chapter)