usatvline Chapter 174 What’s Wrong with Dreams?
Chapter 174 What’s Wrong with Dreams?
Arrini couldn't see the appearance of the knight who rescued him, but he trusted him very much in his heart.
There were still countless monsters attacking him in front of him, and subconsciously he raised his sword to kill the monsters.
Suddenly, there were cheers all around him, all of which were words of praise and respect for him as a king.
Amid the cheers, he rushed forward with a sword in hand. He wanted to chop and kill to his heart's content!
Beside him are his trustworthy subordinates who fight side by side with him, and behind him are countless soldiers who respect him and admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
In front of him were countless vulnerable little green monsters.
This kind of respect, this kind of trust, and this kind of pleasure in defending his country make his blood boil every time he kills!
The enemies were powerless to fight back under his sword, and he became an invincible god of war on the battlefield, unbeatable!
As the last monster fell, Arrini, lying in a pool of blood, was surrounded by the crowd and carried back to the capital of his kingdom.
What awaits him is the endless admiration and loyalty of his friends and the warm cheers and worship of his people.
Looking ahead, there is a magnificent palace reaching into the sky, and countless maids as beautiful as fairies waiting for his favor.
The tyrant Arrini knew clearly that all this was an illusion, but for some reason, he just couldn't let it go.
I felt dazed, intoxicated, reluctant to leave and wished I could die of drunkenness.
After standing there for a long time, Arrini finally waved silently.
With this wave of his hand, the scenery in front of him disappeared rapidly.
Although all this is infinitely beautiful and is what the tyrant wishes for, he would rather fight for it on his own than indulge in illusions.
He may not be unable to obtain this future himself. On this road, he must rely on himself to reach the truth step by step.
It was at this moment that the tyrant showed his magnanimity as a king!
The scenery faded away, and the next scene reappeared. It was grass and green hills again, which made the tyrant roar in displeasure.
"That's enough! Great Yanren, I don't want to fall for the same trick..."
Before he could finish his words the second time, the tyrant saw an incredible sight.
The moment the scene entered his eyes, his anger and impatience disappeared instantly. If Arrini was just intoxicated by the scene just now, now he seemed to be hypnotized, dazed and trapped in it.
He saw a large group of cattle and sheep on the grassland under the green hills, and next to the cattle and sheep there was a dilapidated hut.
Outside the hut, the mother and father were working.
"Mother...Father...This..."
"How is this possible....How is this possible?"
"How can this... this illusion created by the Great Flame Man show my own parents..."
The tyrant was confused by this question, but his body ran uncontrollably towards his parents.
The tyrant's mother died very early, when he was 6 years old. In the following years, he was raised by his father.
His father never remarried and had only one child, Alrini. He always had high expectations for him, so his father was very strict with him. He always hoped that he could become a civil servant in the small town and live a stable life.
Unfortunately, Arrini is not interested in this. He wants to be one of the legendary heroes and kings in mythology.
So the father and son quarreled a lot, and finally late one night, he set out for the city alone and eventually joined the army to fight in the war.
A lot of things happened during this period. First he was defeated in the war, then he fled, then he gathered the remaining soldiers to revolt, and finally he conquered a territory and became a hero as a king.
Even now, when he is about fifty years old, he is still on the journey to Dayan to recruit soldiers.
In his life, he has witnessed life and death, experienced intrigue and deception, and made countless choices, some right and some wrong.
Some people regret their decision later, while others secretly congratulate themselves on their good luck for making the right choice.
There were intentions, frustrations and regrets. But in the end, all the choices and paths converged into the current tyrant, the current Alrini.
He has too much pride, too many regrets, and too much remorse.
Suddenly, the gravel under his feet tripped him to the ground. Arrini wanted to struggle to get up, but he felt powerless.
His instinct made him start crying loudly, and his crying attracted his mother who was working not far away.
Arrini's mother ran over and picked him up from the ground and put him on her shoulders. At this time, the great tyrant in his hometown found that his body had returned to his childhood when he was three or four years old.
Nestled in the woman's arms, the tyrant began to feel endless peace of mind and happiness.
A feeling of drowsiness came over him and he wanted to fall asleep quickly, but his heart couldn't stop shaking wildly.
He remembered that his mother would die two years later, the cause of death was a simple cold. But the bastard doctor in the town only knew how to treat this disease by bleeding.
He had the opportunity and time to cure his mother's illness and the opportunity to change his own life.
It's great... I have a chance to give my mother a new life, it's great...
It's great, it's great to be able to go back to the past and live my life again...
Very good...
Just like that, the great and arrogant monarch, the 'tyrant' Arrini fell into a deep sleep like a little child with infinite beautiful imaginations about the future.
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Wu Gensheng looked at Arrini who was grinning foolishly in front of him and shook his head slowly.
"Wow... It looks like this guy won't be able to get out for another ten or eight years. Oh, I forgot to tell him the formula to get out. Is it a bit mean of me to do this?"
Standing up and brushing off the dust on his body, Wu Gensheng walked out of the villa and looked around.
"If I had known earlier, I should have asked this big brother which way to go..."
At this point, there are ten coalition forces participating in the battle, and the 'Tyrant' Alrini is offline!
The reason for going offline is the devil's curse!
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At the same time, the fight between Zuo Ruotong, the number one man in Daying, and Ono, the number one man in the coalition forces, was also coming to an end.
The perspective returns to the scene of the battle between the two men. The muscular Yamagami Ono is now held in the palm of the ethereal Zuo Rutong's hand like a little monkey.
The surroundings were filled with the broken limbs of various Sakura Country demons and countless Shikigami puppets torn in half.
In that period of time just now, the ninja leader used almost all the skills he knew to attack the white-clothed immortal in front of him, but they were all smashed to pieces by the other party's slap.
That's right, all his magical attacks were dispersed by the opponent's palm, and the various ghosts and gods that he had summoned at great cost were like newborn lambs in the opponent's eyes and were kicked one by one.
Even the Yasakani no Magatama was smashed by the opponent's punch. Now the only magic weapon left on Ono's body was the Yasakani no Magatama, which was still supporting the opponent's endless offensive.
Time is running out, and the Yasakani no Magatama can't last much longer. Unlike at the beginning, this treasure is now healing slower and slower, and the cracks inside the gem are beginning to increase gradually.
It was not that Ono didn't try hard to fight like this. Every time he hit someone else, it could create a huge pit and crush everything. But when it hit the opponent, it was weaker than a mosquito bite. He couldn't even leave a scar on the opponent.
Ono's body was thrown towards the distant building again by the opponent, and smashed through four or five high-rise buildings in a row.
Spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, he finally felt weak. Ono knew that the effect of the Nether Path Pill was about to run out, and his life might have come to an end.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that he was going to fail the mission entrusted to him by the Emperor and would not be able to personally lead the team back in triumph.
But before that, he had one last spell, he wanted to die together with the powerful opponent in front of him.
Thinking of this, Ono tore his shirt into pieces, revealing the red three-magatama magic circle painted on it.
He then inserted the two national treasures, the damaged Yasakani no Magatama and the Yasakani no Magatama, on the magatama respectively, and then he used his own blood to draw a small sword on the last magatama.
Then Ono used his hands to twist his belly to make the magic circle rotate. His expression was extremely painful, but his look was very excited.
Looking at Zuo Rutong Xiaoye in white chasing after him, he laughed out loud.
"Haha, Zuo Rutong, you are indeed unrivaled in the world! But you still cannot avoid the fate of dying under the sword of our great god of Sakura Country."
"Hehe, I'll be waiting for you down there. I'll be waiting for you."
Then Ono started the sacrifice ceremony. He exchanged two national treasures and his own life for the personal arrival of the ancient god.
The god's name is Amaterasu!
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