The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 When the thirty-six states of the Great Xia Dynasty welcomed the new emperor on October 1st, when hundreds of millions of people were caught in a carnival, the vast land of China, west of the Kunlun Mountains, thousands of miles Within the boundless desert, a great change is also going on.

　　 Different from Daqing, a human race who sings and dances, this great change is accompanied by life, blood, and death.

This was the largest and bloodiest uprising in the history of the Sun Empire alien race. The war spread to the entire Western Regions. The insurrection army composed of countless races, like moths to the fire, attacked the temples everywhere, and then fell in a pool of blood. Among them, one after another.

　　 That unfathomable underground abyss, how many bones does it need to fill?

　　 And the door that stands above the abyss and represents the new world, what talent is needed to open it?

　　 The Empire of the Sun, the Sky City, and the Feather Palace.

　　 A white and flawless left hand gently pushed open the entire closed palace gate, making a roar.

　　 Behind the gate is the extremely magnificent circular hall of the corridor. Along the main hall and further forward, is the power center of the entire solar empire, the Council Chamber.

When Emperor Kong was reigning, the gate of the Yu Palace was never closed. Intelligence agencies such as the Privy Council or the court came in and out from here. No matter how late it was, Emperor Kong would stand up to review and check in the Council Chamber, but by this time, this Zuyu Palace has been closed for more than a month.

Before 　　 was pushed open the door, there was a young feather clan standing quietly, with a very delicate face, six wings spread out behind him, and in his right hand, he held a golden spear.

　　 Noble, dazzling, shocking.

　　 The Spear of Longinus, also known as the Spear of Destiny!

　　 Behind the young feather clan, there was an army lined up silently. All the feathers in the army were all feather clan, and the aura like an abyss gathered in one place, making the air at the entrance of the entire Yu Palace almost condensed.

　　 The real Tian Yuwei of the Sun Empire!

　　 "You wait here, I can go in alone."

　　 A young voice sounded, but the new commander Tian Yuwei behind him took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully:

　　 "His Royal Highness, the entire Tongtian City is almost under our control, but the situation in this palace is not clear enough."

"I understand my third brother, he will not allow others to see him embarrassed and failed, so everyone in this palace should be killed by him at this time. We are all heirs of the father, so This last fight, let us end it by ourselves, and it can be regarded as the last decent royal."

　　The heroic voice fell, and the back of the young feather clan disappeared inside the gate of the Yu imperial palace. The real elite of Tian Yuwei outside the gate all knelt on one knee in an instant, his eyes were extremely frantic, as if to send them a new emperor.

In the Yu Palace, the entire hall, including the circular corridor, as the young eighth highness said, corpses, maids and guards fell in a pool of blood, and their necks were cut with sharp blades. The blood sprayed out of the entire hall. A piece of scarlet reflected, like a ghost.

　　 But holding the Spear of Longinus, the young Feathers slowly moved forward unmoved, every step they took was extremely steady, but the spear of fate in his hand, the golden light became more and more prosperous, and began to tremble constantly.

　　Finally, golden light entangled, and the figure like a divine residence stepped into the council chamber.

The original magnificent conference hall seemed to have gone through tens of thousands of years in an instant, and was ruined and shattered. The portraits of the feather emperors originally hung on the walls were all covered with dense cracks. When the capital forcibly summoned the Lord of Glory to come, the council hall was worse than the other day.

　　 There are countless dead people in the Council Chamber, but only two are alive.

　　 One stands at the entrance, and one sits on the throne of angels.

After the disappearance of Emperor Kong, the three princes of the empire who have been in charge of the government, wearing white and flawless robes, and wearing a golden crown symbolizing the majesty of the lord of all races, are meticulous, and the whole person exudes a faint divine light, expressionless. Looking down, after a long time, he spoke softly:

　　 "I have been looking for you for a long, long time, Lao Ba, I have been looking for you since the disappearance of the father."

　　 "You are looking for me, and I am looking for it."

　　 The young feather clan at the entrance of the Conference Hall raised the gun of destiny in his right hand, and then released it. The gun was suspended in the air quietly, with waves of golden light spreading in all directions.

　　The third prince of the feather clan stared at this artifact, then slowly said:

　　 "The spear of destiny in the legend of the Sun Empire actually exists, but I don't understand it."

　　 The voice of the three princes became louder and louder, and finally the voice of Hysteria roared throughout the ceremony.

"I am also Father's child, I am older than you, and my cultivation base is stronger than you. Why did I choose you? I am not convinced. I already have everything, but I still have to be deprived of it, just like a pluck. Heartache!"

　　 "The reason is very simple, my will, my will is stronger than you, my will to destroy the temple is stronger than you, so it is me who opened the door to the new world."

　　 The young feather tribe gently lifted its foot towards the throne in front, and the Spear of Destiny floating beside it also followed him, the sharp breath pouring slightly between them, and spatial cracks appeared in the air.

　　 "Will?"

　　 The three princes roared, and his figure disappeared from the throne of angels in an instant, and appeared before the young feather clan in the next second. The two eyes met each other, and he spoke word by word:

"The royal father is about to die, so he is crazy, and you are also crazy. If you lose the temple, we will lose the flame of faith and the seed of faith. Without these two, how can we fight against the well-equipped human race? Great army and heavy riding torrent?"

　　 At this point, the third prince grabbed the skirt of the young eighth prince and pulled it inward. His face was cruel, and the cold voice sounded again.

　　 "You will be the sinners of the entire solar empire. When the human race destroys the entire empire, I will wait for you below, and I will laugh at you, the subjugated slave of the empire."

　　 The complexion of the young feather clan remained unchanged, still calm and indifferent, but only gently spoke in response:

　　 "You still don't understand, the ancestors have planned countless years, made such a big sacrifice, and even cut off an entire arm of the entire empire. Is it just to eradicate a temple?"

　　 At this point, the young Yuzu shook his head, and the voice continued.

　　 "We are not destroying the gods, but replacing them, and I, mastering the spear of destiny, will be the entire solar empire, and countless people will worship, a new god."

　　 "You are crazy, you actually tried to take God's place, what you can't do, you can't do it."

The complexion of the third prince turned into horror for an instant. The voice of the prince was completely stunned, and finally pushed away, but he retreated and fell to the ground. The young feather clan continued to gently lift his foot forward and looked at the third prince condescendingly. Raising his hand gently, the Spear of Longinus floating in the void turned its spear and pointed downwards, showing its sharp edge.

"I drove the remnants of the temple to the mighty fortress of the endless mountain, as a buffer between the human race, and the seal closed the door of that space, the temple hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, so the human race wants to completely destroy it at least It will take three years, and these three years will be the three years for the Solar Empire to completely move towards the new world. I will become a new god, our people’s own god, and the power of the king will be completely integrated. At that time, the glory of the entire empire will shine. The world is full, no one can stop, and I will double back all the lost everything!"

　　 "Hahaha, no matter how beautiful and perfect you think, you have fatal flaws, others don't know, but I know, I am looking forward to being a citizen of the entire empire, and finally knowing that my emperor and **** are one!"

　　 The completely crazy three princes had not finished speaking the last word, and the young feather tribe above gently waved the hand of the fate into a golden light, piercing it completely and nailing it to the ground.

　　 Scarlet blood gradually flowed outwards, and the only remaining eighth prince in the entire solar empire, slightly bent down, holding the golden spear in his right hand, and then pulled out, the blood underneath rushed wildly.

　　 He raised his head to look at the angel throne in front of him, opened his mouth lightly, and said to himself as if he had made an oath that no one heard, his calm and cold voice resounded throughout the council chamber.

　　 "I will ascend to the throne, ascend to the throne of God, to change a way of living for the countless creatures of the empire."