Free Web NovelChapter 2453: Chapter 2454: The Vengeful Emperors
Veronia looked at Feng Yuan with speechlessness. She really didn’t expect this guy to pull off something like this. Although on the surface it was Shi and Xilnaes who took action, Veronia was very clear that it was actually Feng Yuan who made the move.
For the Guardians of the Yin World, the Main World could be reduced to rubble, and it wouldn’t matter. The Yin World could rebuild the Main World at any time, so they wouldn’t involve themselves in the affairs of the Main World. Unless faced with an overwhelmingly powerful world invasion, but even in such a case, there’s not much they could do.
"City of Death? What does this have to do with mobilization?"
Liao Yu looked at Feng Yuan in confusion. He didn’t quite understand. According to Feng Yuan, this thing resurrects the dead on the other side’s territory. Even without debating whether this aids the enemy, it should have nothing to do with Maomu City, right?
"Because this time, the City of Death doesn’t just resurrect the dead on their side. Isn’t it exciting to have your most longed-for archenemy resurrected in front of you?"
With a strange smile, Feng Yuan said. Veronia frowned. Was this a mark? No wonder he would mobilize people like this. But, according to Feng Yuan, there’s actually a significant flaw: not everyone has a deceased archenemy, or, typically, there aren’t that many life-and-death feuds.
Besides, the opponent would have to be coincidentally deceased, which isn’t a simple matter at all.
Without asking further, Veronia knew Feng Yuan must be hiding something. However, with Liao Yu right beside, she was too lazy to inquire, knowing that even with flaws, Feng Yuan’s move would be enough to cause considerable trouble for the other side.
The appearance of the City of Death really took people by surprise. After all, it wasn’t just grand in scale; its terrifying momentum proved that it was more than just an eye-catching decoration.
Not to mention the oppressive force from Shi and Xilnaes was so intense that it gave people the illusion of facing a god.
Agunas looked at the City of Death, indifferently. The massive city floated half-illusory in the sky, with an area comparable to the entire urban area of Maomu City.
What on earth is Feng Yuan doing? Bringing out such a terrifying thing, is he trying to directly blast into the Imperial Timeline from here?
"Damn, what exactly is Feng Yuan trying to do?!"
Noticing an abnormal flow of Power of the Netherworld, Long Boduo arrived at the scene instantly, only to see the terrifying City of Death. Even though he hadn’t noticed Veronia’s message, the flying Shi and Xilnaes had already proven who was actually acting.
Besides Feng Yuan, who else could it be? But, what was he doing? Such a terrifying flow of the Power of the Netherworld, mixed with the breath of life—was he crazily resurrecting those long asleep?!
"No, those strange undead aren’t from our timeline?!"
In just a while, the City of Death had already awakened the slumbering kings. The unique aura made it clear, even without deliberate sensing, that they weren’t from this timeline.
The awakened undead, with their crimson eyes, gazed intensely at people near the Imperial Timeline, frantically launching attacks.
The sudden attack prevented those people from hiding any further, while the mutations occurring in the Eastern Alliance Empire within the Imperial Timeline left them unable to continue attacking Maomu City.
The once-slumbering kings woke up and appeared with their undead army on the empire’s territory. Enemy? Ally? It would affect the future of many, many states.
"Feng Yuan, there’s something I’d like to ask you—do the undead resurrected by the City of Death fall under its control?"
Thinking of a particular issue, Liao Yu looked at Feng Yuan with a strange expression and asked. Feng Yuan smiled and said,
"Of course, they aren’t under control. Undead, of course, should have their own free will."
"But, if they negotiate with those people to attack our world, wouldn’t that be helping them?"
Liao Yu didn’t understand why Feng Yuan allowed Shi and Xilnaes to do this. Wasn’t it a gamble?
"Perhaps it could happen, but I believe in the human heart. Not knowing when they might return to eternal slumber, would they really willingly help those who would destroy their own kind?"
With a strange smile, Feng Yuan said coldly. Truly, if such saintly figures existed, what harm in strengthening the other side? He would love to see what such miraculous beings might look like.
"All emperors exterminated by their descendants? That certainly would be quite a spectacle."
Upon hearing Feng Yuan’s words, Veronia showed a peculiar expression, knowing full well what outcomes could arise but never expecting Feng Yuan to pull such a move.
As for whether such undead would be few in number?
The dynasties in the Imperial Timeline didn’t exactly pass power peacefully. To permanently eliminate threats, it’s not hard to guess what those guys would do, and consequently, there were plenty of fitting undead.
Feng Yuan never planned to thoroughly defeat the other side in one stroke. The numbers were already sufficient.
Old Wei rested in the shadows of the city. During this time, he caused large-scale slaughter on the territories of the Eastern Alliance Empire, making those people resentful to the bone.
Unfortunately, despite this, they couldn’t catch Old Wei. Instead, he always seemed to find moments to strike back fiercely at the pursuing teams.
"I wonder how things are going on the Great Xia side now."
Standing in the shadow, Old Wei looked at the street musing quietly. At that moment, he noticed those running desperately, or rather, the people on the street seemed to flee madly as if they had seen him.
Old Wei frowned slightly, not understanding the situation. Could someone be attacking?
Feng Yuan could certainly not be, as he had already left after causing a commotion in the Mordan Empire. Other Divine Beasts?
Heh, those fellows were probably still bickering, afraid of making mistakes and being overly cautious.
The neighing of horses pulled Old Wei’s dispersed thoughts back. Looking at the undead suddenly appearing on the street, Old Wei was stunned—what was going on?
Though uncertain of the situation, Old Wei could affirm those undead should be past life forms of this world. Appearing suddenly was one thing, but why wreak havoc within the world?
He hadn’t seen any documentation in the Imperial Timeline recording a disaster of the undead!
Even Old Wei, for a time, didn’t suspect it was Feng Yuan’s doing, since he knew the guy’s personality well. Unless severely provoked, the trouble-avoiding Feng Yuan wouldn’t re-enter the Imperial Timeline.
Initially disbelieving it was Feng Yuan, seeing the repeatedly dying and reviving undead, Old Wei had to admit, it really seemed like Feng Yuan’s handiwork.
As for those Ghost-type Divine Beasts hiding in the Netherworld?
It’s not that Old Wei disparaged them, but even teamed up, those Divine Beasts couldn’t pull off such an act. While Ghost Series Spirit Beasts and Death-type Spirit Beasts often mingled, large-scale resurrection of undead was something only the Death Series could achieve.
Or rather, this inherently was the power of the Death Series; however, the only Ghost-type Divine Beast was Xiao Ji. Other than Feng Yuan, no one else could pull off this level of disturbance.
Could it be it wasn’t a Divine Beast but a Death-type Sacred Beast? Forget it, they might have the capability but couldn’t possibly pop up at this time in the Imperial Timeline.
Even Old Wei, for the time being, hadn’t thought Feng Yuan would act long-distance from the Main World across timelines. Ignoring the raging undead, Old Wei turned and slipped back into the shadows.
This city was done for. There was no point in sticking around.
Much as Feng Yuan anticipated, even though they were creatures from the same world, and even poised at the brink of invading other worlds, those resurrected kings didn’t choose to support them.
Or perhaps their descendants and kind had long vanished. At this point, helping them would only disgust themselves; what benefit could come? Not to mention, those emperors clearly knew it was indeed someone not from this world who had resurrected them.
Although acting as a blade for the enemy world seemed improper, they indeed initiated this invasion. Moreover, they also knew that even if they turned around, the opposite side could always dissolve their resurrection.
In that case, there was nothing left to discuss; vengeance was the only purpose—at least, to vent some anger!
Still, even so, those emperors intentionally restrained their subordinates, limiting revenge to a certain scope, barring some who were particularly miserable.
Those emperors indeed went into a red-eyed frenzy, resulting inevitably in the Eastern Empire Alliance having several areas undergoing a complete change of management.
No other choices existed—the strength of the resurrected emperors, perhaps outdated, but they were immortal and resurrected on the spot even if slain. Uncontainable and undying, despite any power disparity, the empire couldn’t rival this vengeful cohort of emperors.
