Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1634 Pride, never fade (1)

The eastern coastal area is also known as the Triangle Wetland.

The East Emperor Monster Clan, Xuanwu Sea Region, Pangu Clan, the triangular area where the three tribes meet.

This is the famous city of sin in the east, where good and bad people are mixed, human race, monster race, sea monster race, there are all kinds of races, and there are hundreds of organizations of all sizes.

There are pure-blooded monsters enslaving the human race, there are powerful humans enslaving the monster race, and the human race and the monster race join forces to survive. They perform a bloody survival picture in the struggle with each other, interpreting the cruelty of the world and the difficulty of survival.

In a small town in the Triangle Wetland, Qin Minghuang dragged his tired body into a tavern. His scarred body and pale face could not conceal his extraordinary heroic spirit and the unique noble temperament of the royal family.

"Shopkeeper, a jug of wine, the best wine." Qin Minghuang twirled a power stone at his fingertips.

This is a mid-level energy stone, covered in pure energy mist, exuding an elegant luster, which immediately caught the shopkeeper's fiery gaze.

There were a dozen or so people sparsely distributed in the store, and they cast their gazes here one after another, but they didn't pay too much attention, and continued to drink their own wine and chat about their own affairs.

This person has a strong aura and cannot be provoked!

Since you can't provoke them, you can't provoke them too much. This is the first rule of survival in the Binhai District.

"Hello objectively, what else can I order?" The shopkeeper approached with a smile, eyes full of greed, and stretched out his hand to pinch the mid-level energy stone.

Qin Minghuang turned his fingertips and clenched the energy stone: "I want the best wine, even if it's just a glass."

The shopkeeper looked at him strangely, and smiled all over his face: "Don't worry, although this shop is a small shop, it also has some secrets. How about I go get you a pot and you can try it first?"

"No need, let's serve wine." Qin Minghuang twisted up the energy stone and dropped it on the shopkeeper's hand, his lips and teeth slightly moved, as if to say something, but with his eyes lowered, he swallowed silently.

At this moment, his voice was clear and clear, but he couldn't hide his tiredness.

At this moment, he has a noble temperament, but he can't force the pride he once had.

At this moment, he has never felt calm and dazed.

At this moment, he has a different sadness and confusion than before.

"Be objective, please wait a moment." The store clenched the energy stone tightly and left excitedly. This is a good thing, and I couldn't earn a single one for a few days, but today I met someone who was taken advantage of.

Qin Minghuang was sitting at the wooden table full of grease, still proudly puffing out his chest and pursing his lips, but his misty eyes were no longer as bright and sharp as before.

He sat quietly, absent-mindedly, expressionless, and seemed to be sinking into the depths of memory.

He is the prince of the empire, he is the pride of the royal family, he wears supreme glory, he shoulders a heavy mission, he was once full of pride, he once galloped on the battlefield...he...he...but...that was all once ...It's all a scene in a dream... A power stone is his only possession; this is the end of his sadness after being proud; he rarely drinks alcohol, but today he wants to buy a drunk.

The best wine, even if it's just a glass.

This is his only sliver of pride, and it is also the dignity that he struggles to hold on to in his loneliness.

I am the prince of the empire.

"Father... the road of my son... has come to an end..." Qin Minghuang cast his gaze out of the window, to the dim red sky, and to the distant unknown.

There was a murmur in his heart, and a sigh in his soul. The matter had come to this point, and he was powerless to struggle.

"I'm sorry, I failed your cultivation, I'm sorry, I can't bear the burden of the empire, I'm sorry, I... can't find my way home... I'm sorry..."

Qin Minghuang's lips and teeth were lightly pressed together, and his eyes were slightly hazy and elite.

The voices of sorry, the voices of weeping blood, and the voices of condemnation, are soaked in so much sourness and difficulty, filled with so much unwillingness and loss.

Not long after, there were bursts of chaotic noises in the small town, and the noises became more and more chaotic, denser, and higher, until they became panic cries.

Then, the whole town began to boil, footsteps and shouts were everywhere, crowds of warriors and monsters fled in a hurry, fled vigorously from the east to the west, and the number was increasing. The scene is getting more and more chaotic.

"What's the matter?" The shopkeeper brought a jug of wine, put it in front of Qin Minghuang, and looked out strangely.

"It seems that something happened." The customers in the store got up one after another and walked out of the store, but seeing that it didn't matter, everyone was shocked, rushed out rolling and crawling, and fled towards the west.

"Hey! Come back to me!! Pay the bill! Come back and pay the bill!" The shopkeeper was furious, cursed hatefully, picked up the bench and rushed out.

But as soon as he walked out of the store, the crowd from the east had already 'swamped' over, trampling and rushing past the tavern, forming a black mass.

"Go, hurry, hurry, hurry."

"It's such a horrible pressure, it's a saint, it's a saint!"

The crowd was chaotic, in groups, fleeing in a hurry, became a mess, and rang the whole film.

"That's..." The shopkeeper raised his head in a daze, and saw a dark cloud rolling in the east, thick and thick, like a rushing river tide, boundless, but silent, and there was a terrifying oppression between the sky and the earth It is spreading, making countless creatures feel oppressed from the soul.

That's right, the soul is trembling, the soul is freezing.

The bench in the shopkeeper's hand fell to the ground, and he trembled all over. He joined the fleeing team like a madman, and ran wildly towards the west, regardless of what he wanted.

Soon after, thick dark clouds covered the town, shrouded in the sky, and slowly sinking, making the world dark and cold.

At this moment, the town was empty, and it was no longer as lively as before.

Only Qin Minghuang sat by the window of the tavern, ignoring the chaos outside, poured himself a glass of wine, shook his fingertips lightly, and poured it with his head up. A spicy and bitter taste passed through the esophagus and reached the stomach, and his whole body was scorching hot immediately.

"Ahem!" Qin Minghuang coughed violently, triggering internal injuries, spewing out a mouthful of blood, staining the wooden table in front of him, the jug and the wine glass red.

Scarlet, poignant.

The town was shrouded in darkness, dark clouds rolled in the sky, like the tide like the sea, soaked in biting cold, suddenly... "Crash!"

The collision of the chains came from the depths of the dark clouds. It was ethereal, but also clear and sweet. Wherever the sound passed, no buildings were damaged, but some insects and small beasts lurking here stiffened in an instant, and then slowly collapsed. , no more sound.

All of them had their souls shattered and died tragically on the spot.

Whoa!
The sound of chains sounded again, and more than a dozen dark and thick chains hung down from the sky, scattered around the tavern, connecting the earth and dark clouds, and surrounding the tavern.

"Cough cough." Qin Minghuang coughed weakly, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was listless.

He regained his composure, and poured another glass of wine. The glass was stained with blood and mixed with the wine, a touch of scarlet rippling on the surface of the wine, revealing a trace of sadness and desolation.

"I won't run away, I can't run away anymore. After I drink this jug of wine, I'll go back with you." Qin Minghuang raised his glass and drank it down. The spicy drink mixed with his own blood and entered his stomach.

He never drinks, today is for a drunkenness, and he practiced it for himself.

It has been more than a year since I came to this strange world. At the beginning, I was seriously injured and comatose, weak and embarrassed. After half a year of dying struggle, I barely recovered and returned to the peak.

He paid too much and gained more.

With the pride of a prince and the dignity of an emperor, he is neither humble nor overbearing, fearless, wandering in this strange world, feeling him, understanding him, and getting used to him.

He is different from Tang Yan, he has no knowledge of this unknown world, let alone the threat of the spirit race, and the existence of the ancient gold race and the demon race, he knows nothing, nothing, but he Talented and proud, he is confident that he can create his own world in this world.

However... since half a year ago, he suddenly found that he was being targeted, and he was a familiar soul warrior. It was from that time that he suffered a brutal pursuit for half a year.

Qin Minghuang fled into the deep mountains and old forests, and broke into secret and dangerous places. He was like a headless fly, wandering around, dodging around, and even took this chase as an experience. Grow your own strength.

However, the cruelty of reality made him wake up from the pride of the 'royal family', and the continuous heavy injuries and counterattacks of monsters made him restrain his arrogance in the constant falls.

Until recently, several consecutive vicious battles consumed all his spiritual power and remaining dignity. He...couldn't hold on anymore...really couldn't hold on anymore...and until now, he didn't know where he was , do not understand this world, for more than a year, he has been struggling in the deep mountains and dense forests, almost isolated from the world.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and three vortexes fell, revealing three pure soul bodies, filled with terrifying soul power, entwined with evil black chains.

They are like the gods of death from hell, cold and evil, giving people a terrifying oppression.

They are all half-sages of the Spirit Race, and they hunted and killed Qin Minghuang for half a year.

There used to be seven people, but now there are only three left, four of whom were destroyed by Qin Minghuang in half a year.

As a last resort, they sent a call for help to the headquarters, and invited a holy soul warrior, and then... triggered the last fierce battle three days ago.

Even so, Qin Minghuang still escaped the siege in that fierce battle.

However, he suffered heavy injuries, from the trauma of his soul, he couldn't escape, and there was no way to escape.

(End of this chapter)