The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

Wangcheng Ancestral Hall,

It enshrines the tablets of more than a hundred kings of the land,

these people,

Each of them has made great contributions to Xiaoyu, and was worshipped in the ancestral hall after death.

Enshrined by the incense of later generations,

And now,

The son Wushang closed the gate of the ancestral hall, standing alone in front of the ancestors,

Looking gloomy,

The faint scent of sandalwood floats in the ancestral hall,

Each of the tablets exudes a faint aura of merit. After they realize the existence of the son without sorrow,

All became restless,

"Unscrupulous descendants, Wushang, came to pay homage to the ancestors."

"In order to make Xiaoyu continue to grow, Wushang hopes to borrow something from your ancestors. If it can revitalize Xiaoyu in the future, Wushang will definitely build a bigger and more magnificent ancestral shrine for the ancestors, and you will accept it forever. worship."

Quiet words mixed with thoughts,

Those spirit cards are all spent their entire lives in the owl domain, even after death, they will be admired by generations.

And those kings who sit on the throne but make no contribution at all are not worthy of appearing in the ancestral hall.

but now,

The appearance of the son without shame,

What makes them feel is extreme disgust and shame,

He knocked down the first spiritual card in the ancestral hall, and Wushang didn’t take a serious look at which ancestor the name was.

It's not important anymore,

Wushang took the brocade box behind the spirit card in his hand,

A moment,

There was a violent shaking inside the ancestral hall, and the tokens that were sitting steadily inside the ancestral hall became restless.

"What do you know, everything I do is for Xiaoyu, you will understand me the day!"

Wushang yelled angrily,

The brocade box in his hand was ruthlessly knocked over by him, and it was filled with white ashes.

Ha ha,

Hahaha,

The young man laughed out loud,

The desire for greed exuded in his eyes,

He reached out and grabbed the ashes in his hand, then raised his head and put all the ashes of his ancestors into his mouth.

Booming~~~

The sky of Xiaoyu King City suddenly thundered,

The majestic rain swept across the royal city dominated by fear,

It was already late at night,

But the people in the king's city were awakened from their sleep one after another,

Everyone’s face showed a look of horror, no one knew what was going on,

But there was a trace of uneasy restlessness in everyone's hearts,

Cold sweat oozes all over, as if something important has been stolen,

Inside the ancestral hall,

The son Wushang swallowed the ashes of his ancestors,

The remaining part was sprinkled along the corner of his mouth,

boom,

He casually threw the ancestor’s ashes to the ground,

The power of merit kept emerging in his body,

Yes,

Everything is as accurate as I guessed,

The father’s heroic armor is forged from the bones of the ancestors, and if he swallows the ashes of the ancestors, that powerful power of merit will be absorbed by him.

Slowly realize the release of the power of merit in the body,

The son's Wushang eyes became more greedy,

He overthrew the second spiritual card at will, and then took out the urn at the back,

He opened it without hesitation,

Then he took out the ashes inside almost madly, and ate them in handfuls.

Power, this is power,

The endless power of madness ran away in his body,

The power of merit penetrated into every meridian and soul of his,

The feeling of gaining the power of the fairy **** in an instant made him feel an unprecedented pleasure.

If he swallows all the ancestors of the entire ancestral hall,

What is nine thousand years old, what is the Queen Mother,

What else can these ghosts be afraid of in front of them,

Those 100,000 living people who sacrificed for the king of his entire land can witness the moment when the spirit of heaven can take revenge for them.

In this way, they can be regarded as dead well, right,

"Nizi~~~"

The remaining power of merit is gathered on the tablet of the founding ancestor of Xiaoyu,

moment,

An old face with white beard and white hair appeared above the spirit card,

He angrily rebuked the son's innocence,

The dignified Kings of the Owl Territory, unexpectedly did such a rebellious thing,

"brute!"

The phantom can only continue to anger the son's innocent demeanor, but his power is too humble and unable to change anything.

But the beast of the rebellious son in his mouth, at this moment, his eyes are on the token of the founding ancestors.

"I will reach a height that you have never reached before. I want Xiaoyu to re-establish a royal paradise. You will not contribute in vain."

The son Wushang wore a weird smile in front of the founding ancestors,

Wow,

The token of the founding ancestors fell on the ground,

Wushang opened his ashes,

It turned out to be golden ashes inside,

really,

No matter how hard the future kings work hard, their contributions are not as powerful as the founding father’s.

Swallow it yourself,

From then on he will be the first person after the founding father of the country,

New Xiao domain,

The new king,

Huhuhu~~~

The golden ashes were poured into his mouth by the son Wushang,

That more pure power was continuously injected into his body, swelling and releasing feelings endlessly,

Wow, wow,

The remaining more than a hundred spiritual plaques were all consciously buckled on the table.

The royal family has produced such rebellious people, they are even more ashamed of their ancestors, and they are ashamed of their ancestors,

Now it turns to ashes after death,

They can only express their helplessness in this way,

rainstorm,

Washing away the biggest shame in the history of Xiaoyu,

The people can no longer sleep in the middle of the night,

Putting on their clothes, they walked out the door and looked at the night sky, constantly searching for the source of the panic.

嚯嚯嚯~~~

Outside the royal city,

A group of carrion corpses that can't be seen have already approached the city.

The soldiers who watched the night watched the heavy rain and saw their bodies squirming in the rain from a distance.

That direction,

Are there any living people?

The soldier is suspicious,

But waiting for them to see the carrion appearing clearly, everything is too late.

Crazy corpses rushed under the city wall, building up the high walls of corpses one by one.

Then stretched out their rotten arms, and pulled the soldiers who were poking their heads out among the corpses.

Ah~~~

A scream echoed in the night of heavy rain,

The other soldiers who watched the night also noticed the strangeness on the edge of the city wall, and took up their weapons to check the situation.

"You~~~"

A soldier found a carrion on the wall,

That face,

He is familiar with it,

Once was the family member of the officials in the royal city, but was even served because of the officials’ treason.

he,

Already dead by the side of the long river,

Now he appeared in front of him,

The rotten face is already a little hard to recognize the original appearance,

The pale bones and rancid stinks were turned out, and people couldn’t help but want to retching.

The soldier could not say a word of astonishment.

The body is still standing still,

When he came back to his senses, he was already surrounded by carrion.

"Help, help!"

The shouts of the soldiers came from among the carrion groups, but the other soldiers who guarded the city had suffered the same as him.

nowadays,

Who can save who,

There are crunching noises all over the wall,

Hundreds of soldiers were engulfed in the wave of carrion,

Skyrim,

The thunder keeps coming,

Covered the screams above the city wall,

The people in the city are still wondering where the fear in their hearts comes from,

The torrential rain has soaked the royal city, the rain has overflowed the ankles,

The bone-chilling chill caused these people to return to their homes one after another to take shelter.

Patter~~~

A muffled noise came from inside the city wall,

After devouring the defenders on the wall,

The carrion extended its claws into the city,

The Death Lord can bring them back to life, and his command is unchangeable,

Not to swallow up the people in the king's city,

The carrion will not stop moving,

When thousands of carrion corpses crossed the city wall,

The people in the royal city also seemed to understand why they were able to wake up in their sleep,

"Help, help!"

Cries for help continued to be heard in the royal city,

The people who are still alive in the muddy rain-covered streets are running chaotically,

All around them are full of rancid walking corpses,

No feelings,

Action dull but persistent,

These carrion corpses took all the people as their targets,

Ripped apart their bodies with foul-smelling arms,

Let their flesh and blood mix with rain and flood the city,