Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Three figures in black were standing silently in the middle of the hall.

The stone slabs under their feet are engraved with lines painted with gold powder, which are stars and moons, which are the symbols of the Chenyue Army and their symbols.

Thousands of jet-black gauzes surround the surrounding windows, blocking the light from the outside world, and the dome filled with countless fluorescent lights in the hall becomes the only stable light source in the room.

A striped path on their robes stretches along the arms like vines, and the hoods hide their faces in the looming shadows, making people look like flowers in the fog, hazy and unreal. .

The robe of the one on the left of the three has a dazzling sun painted on it, while the clothes of the two in the middle and the right have a bright moon and many stars painted on their clothes.

Those who are familiar with the system of the Chenyue Army can tell their identities at a glance. They are the ministers of the three major divisions of the Chenyue Army. Core.One sentence from them can destroy a powerful family, and one order from them can destroy a separatist regime with a large army in a place, just because they are the patriarchs of Huangya and the commanders of the guards.Not only does he control the royal family and the imperial court, which symbolize the name of righteousness, but he also controls the extremely strong force both individually and collectively. This is the fundamental reason why Huang Ya can command the whole country, and no one dares not to obey.

It’s not that no one thought about overthrowing Huang Ya’s rule. Kiso Yoshinaka thought so and put it into practice, but his end was beheaded by Huang Ya’s subordinate Yawei, and his head was hung in front of the gate of Kyoto. Showed to the public, the family was destroyed, and the land was occupied.So no one dared to challenge Huang Ya's authority, not even to show the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.

But holding such enormous power, they stand here with the most humility, just because there are people who can manipulate the power in their hands, even their lives.In front of that person, they are just humble servants, no, they are not even that, they are just puppets in the hands of that person, they don't need their own will, they just follow the order of that person.For them, this is the highest happiness, because the mission of a puppet is to be used by its master, which is the highest reward.

And their master, without a doubt, is the Grand Pope who controls the entire imperial fang.

"My lord, the preparations for the plan are completely ready." Kneeling on one knee, the three of them reported in unison.

Juvenile, middle-aged, old, three different voices gathered together to form a wonderful harmony, intertwined into the simplest signal into the ears of the Great Pope.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work." The Pope's voice seemed to come from the fog, illusory and far away, and it seemed to be the words of God descending from the sky, ethereal and uncertain.

The iron chair that shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword was illuminated by two rows of flickering orange candles, blurring the distance between time and space and softening the sharp edges and corners.

The turbid atmosphere filled the entire hall, even though there was no wind, the shadows still swayed strangely, like a group of vipers spewing letters, opening their mouths to reveal their hidden fangs.

At this time, the Grand Pope raised his hand lightly, and spread his five fingers in a certain direction as if he was trying to grab something.

"That monster..." His lips moved slightly, and the voice clearly leaked from the gap. The expression of the Grand Pope could not even be seen clearly by the three people kneeling in front of him. There was a strange killing intent in his breath.

"...It's time to catch him." He didn't say why, nor did he name what it was, but all three of them showed a clear look.

"Yes, my lord." The three of them said firmly again, and said in unison.

"Another Destiny, I am looking forward to our meeting again. I hope you don't let me down, at least take out all your strength, bet on what you fought for, and let me see it." Wait After the three of them left the hall, the Grand Pope, who was sitting on a chair like a king in the world, said slowly that what he was wearing was actually a sci-fi wristwatch, and his fingers squeezed It is a broken jade with changing colors.

"Otherwise, it would be meaningless." The candlelight flickered again, like a breeze blowing, and the hall was completely dark.

PS: I am very lazy. I will post long comments because I like other people's books, but I am also too lazy to explain and debate other people's views.

I can clearly tell you that Gensokyo is just the beginning, and no one should make a judgment lightly before the dust settles.

Nidhogg is indeed weak now, but this is only a comparison with the god level. I have described the setting of Nidhogg's heyday in some details in this book, and I am too lazy to notice it. take care of.Tsk... PS There's so much nonsense, I won't push the book today.

NO.48: Nan Wusan actually used the army, how merciless it is.

NO.48: Nan Wusan actually used the army, how merciless it is.

(Knowing the gods actually adopts a literary style. I read my introduction, but I’d better wait for the next volume to change it...)

Soul Yaoji wandered alone on the path in the backyard.

The scallion-white unlined clothes looked slightly damp from the morning dew, a pair of simple and unadorned wooden clogs were on her feet, and two swords of different lengths were pinned to her waist.This is the face of the tutor of the Sato family, who has always shown his soul and evil spirits.So simple, it hasn't changed in decades.

The morning wind brushed over his shoulders with the residual fragrance of flowers from last night, and a few cherry petals fell, adding a bit of warmth to the cold clothes.He walked slowly, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and a faint smile unconsciously hung on his lips.

The habit of taking a walk in the backyard every morning has soaked into his bone marrow. If he doesn't come for a walk one day, he will feel a little uneasy in his heart.So whether it is raining, windy, or snowing, he will come here to have a look.

"It's as plain as ever." He stopped, and looked at the blooming cherry tree standing alone in the corner of the courtyard in the distance.

"Decades have passed before I knew it, my friend." Sighing in his heart, he couldn't help but think of his best friend who became a Buddha long ago and was known as the Singer.

The cherry blossoms are in full bloom like a strong flame, and each falling flower and leaf is like a butterfly flying in the air, with a breathtaking beauty.

However, all of these are not as beautiful as that cherry tree... The inaccessible beauty is a mandala flower blooming in death, a poppy cultivated by blood, once touched, the only way to end is death.

Such a tree should not have existed, so now only the shocking giant branches are left.

"Huangya is showing more and more their ambitions. Even Lord Yuyuko wants to help Lord Yakumozi. I feel so restless. Does this have something to do with them..." The smile on the corner of the mouth has long since disappeared. Quietly disappearing, Soul Yaoji muttered to himself with a worried expression.

"Master Yakumo Zi has become more and more strange recently. I don't know what she and Lord Yuyuko said. Alas, it's a pity that Brother Ye was sent out to perform a mission again. Otherwise, at least Lord Yuyuko's safety will be guaranteed. "Thinking of the newcomer, who seems to be very close to Lord Yuyuko and Lord Yakumozi, the soul monsters who should be on guard are unexpectedly unable to arouse hostility.

After a brief sparring session, he was truly convinced, and he deserved to be Master Yakumo Zi's elder brother.

He was supposed to be an adult, but he didn't expect Yakumoya's expression to be so strange when he shouted, as if there was a touch of sadness, but the expression that seemed to be an illusion only lasted for a moment, and he immediately forcibly called himself a brother...

Although it's not polite, but it can't stand Yakumoya's enthusiasm...

Thinking back on his familiar appearance, Yaoji could only smile wryly.

At this moment, the door of the backyard was knocked roughly.

"Who?" Soul Yaoji asked vigilantly towards the back door.

The underworld in this jurisdiction should only have Wandering Soul and Master Youyouzi.

"According to the order of Master Yuli, the head of the first guard of the tooth guard, please come and invite Miss Yuyuko Sato to go to Tianxu." A cold voice came from behind the wall, and then hundreds of ink-black sheets, painted with stars The prayer flags with the pattern of the moon suddenly hung up in the sky around the entire courtyard with a whirring sound, fluttering in the wind, forming a surrounding trend.

The First Dental Guard Office of the Chenyue Army of the Imperial Yat Sect...

"I don't want to do anything, so I ask Master Youyouzi to leave as soon as possible." Shula, Soul Yaoji heard the sound of the bowstring being pulled, and there were many sounds of flames burning among these sounds.He didn't need to see it himself, he could tell from these voices that the opponent was about to attack.

Sato... What a missed surname... On the one hand, Soul Yaoji was surprised that the other party could open up a path to the underworld, and on the other hand, he was also surprised by the other party's intelligence gathering ability.

The first guard of the tooth guard, controlled by the "Yang" Department of the Royal Tooth Sect, is the highest-ranking armed force of the Royal Tooth.Hunpo Yaoji is not familiar with this army, but he once heard a rumor that Yakumo Zi mentioned it when he was talking about it with Yuyuko-sama.

That is, "There is absolutely no reason for defeat on the battlefield where Yawei is located." This statement alone can reflect the strength of Yawei, and the demise of Kiso Yoshinaka fully proves the correctness of this sentence.