hotmtlnovel Chapter 109: Life is like a play, all about acting skills
Chapter 109: Life is like a play, all about acting skills
At the edge of a boundary within a boundary, inside an underground karst cave in a desolate stone forest.
Hong was conducting a final pre-departure check on Fuxi. He reached out and carefully adjusted the collar of Fuxi's Three Axe Mountain standard combat armor, confirming that the communication frequency of the helmet visor was locked to the internal channel.
Hong's voice was deep and steady.
"Remember, the Imperial Martial Corps has always acted domineeringly and without reason."
"The more aloof and arrogant you appear, the safer you are. Any unnecessary explanations will expose your true nature."
He reached out and patted Fuxi's shoulder heavily.
Behind the mask, Fu Xi didn't speak, but nodded heavily. He turned and crawled into the underground passage that the Mo Yun Teng had carved out of the earth.
After burrowing underground for a long time, Fuxi quietly emerged from a dense thicket of bushes.
The ancient forest before Fuxi has long lost its tranquility.
Most of the once towering trees were blasted into charred charcoal, their broken trunks lying on the ground. In the damp soil, a strong stench of blood and burning mingled together, as star-level warriors from various factions were engaged in a bloody slaughter in the forest for the Boundary Ore.
Fu Xi ignored the bloodthirsty stragglers and kept his body low to the ground, moving at high speed towards the black tower.
After several more hours of stealthy trekking, the towering black tower finally came into view once again.
The massive metal plaza at the base of the giant tower had already been divided up by a strict military formation.
The Imperial Martial Legion, clad in golden standard battle armor, occupied the core area, completely surrounding the entrance to the giant tower. Meanwhile, forces such as Three Axe Mountain and Hundred Tiger Tower formed their own camps at the edges of the plaza, facing off against the Imperial Martial Legion in the center, creating a tense atmosphere.
Fu Xi silently infiltrated the outermost edge of the Three Axe Mountain camp. He could directly feel the suffocating pressure emanating from the massive army formation of the Imperial Martial Corps.
Above the entrance to the colossal tower, tens of thousands of elite warriors from the Royal Martial Legion, clad in golden armor, stood in an impenetrable three-dimensional battle formation. Hundreds upon hundreds of laser guns, gleaming with an eerie blue light, blocked all routes leading to the tower.
Just then, a temporary alliance of a dozen or so small martial artists, seemingly having just gathered enough to exchange for the treasures, dispatched more than twenty of them. Taking advantage of a slight lapse in the Royal Martial Legion's defenses, they transformed into more than twenty streaks of light, attempting to force their way into the giant tower's gate.
In mid-air, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of a royal martial arts commander guarding the entrance, and he suddenly swung his large hand, which was encased in a hideous arm armor, downwards.
In an instant, hundreds of thick, high-energy laser beams swept down from the battle formation in a crisscross pattern.
Those twenty-odd martial artists at the ninth level of the Hengxing realm didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly reduced to ashes along with their armor within the pillar of light.
The space rings were skillfully collected by the Royal Martial Corps soldiers waiting below, who collected the dropped spatial equipment.
The surrounding martial artists watched this scene with wide eyes, but no one dared to step forward and say a word.
A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from Fu Xi's forehead, hidden beneath his mask. But he clearly remembered Hong's instructions: he must not show any fear at this moment.
He forced his somewhat stiff back to straighten, mimicking the mannerisms of those powerful scions, and strode out of the Three Axe Mountain formation.
Ignoring the thousands of laser gun barrels that instantly locked onto him in mid-air, he rose straight up, transforming into a streak of light, and flew straight toward the heavily sealed gate of the giant tower.
"Stop! Who goes there!"
Several Imperial Guard officers guarding the entrance instantly pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords and roared.
But when they saw the blood-stained battle axe insignia on Fu Xi's chest, the officers' expressions changed simultaneously.
They exchanged opinions quickly with their eyes.
Three Axe Mountain is a force that can rival the royal family. Without the death order from the Ninth Prince Brolin, they dare not openly provoke a war between the two major forces.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of countless cold gazes, the Royal Martial Corps' blockade line showed a barely perceptible loosening.
They ultimately chose to acquiesce.
Under immense pressure, Fu Xi remained silent and plunged headfirst into the dark and deep entrance passage of the giant tower.
Passing through the shimmering, water-ripple-like light curtain at the entrance, the interior of the giant tower is an extremely spacious metal corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, countless intricate spatial runes emit a soft glow.
In the main hall at the end of the passage, the enormous silver phantom of the intelligent life form, Mist, was suspended in mid-air.
Upon seeing someone enter, Wu merely glanced at them casually, while a grand voice resounded in the empty hall.
"Oh? Little guy from Three Axes Mountain. What, have you collected enough Boundary Ore?"
Fu Xi strictly followed Hong's instructions, remaining silent. He strode to the center of the main hall and activated the spatial ring he had prepared on his finger.
With a loud thud, ten million gray-black boundary ores with lightning patterns poured out of the spatial ring.
In just a few seconds, the boundary minerals piled up on the hard metal ground, forming a massive hill that emitted astonishing energy fluctuations.
In mid-air, the silver face of the mist rippled violently, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashing across its face, before revealing a meaningful smile.
"Haha, ten million elemental ores, not bad, not bad. As expected of Three Axe Mountain. Tell me, what do you want in exchange?"
Fuxi lowered her voice and squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
"The Inheritance Crystal Ball, the Second Code."
Upon hearing this, Wu didn't waste any words. He lightly tapped his enormous fingertip in the void, and a golden light screen composed of countless random characters instantly appeared, transmitting to the light brain on Fuxi's wrist.
At the same time, news of Fuxi entering the giant tower was urgently reported to the Ninth Prince Brolin above the central square of the boundary within the boundary.
The Ninth Prince, clad in a purple-gold battle robe, sat languidly on the command throne. After listening to his subordinates' report, his handsome face remained expressionless, but his eyes instantly turned cold and stern.
His long, slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the throne.
"Hmph, the valuable treasures on the list have long been looted by those damned natives. The fact that those old foxes from Three Axe Mountain would go to such great lengths to send people to exchange for them at this critical juncture means they have no other purpose than obtaining the password to the inheritance crystal ball."
Brolin abruptly stood up from his throne, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Pass on my order: pinpoint the vital signs of that warrior from Three Axe Mountain. If he dares to emerge from the giant tower, kill him on the spot."
Inside the main hall of the giant tower, the moment Fuxi received the password, she quickly sent a message to Hong, who was thousands of miles away.
After sending the message, he didn't hesitate at all and turned around to rush back to the gate he had come from.
The intelligent life form, Mist, watched Fuxi's hurried departure, a hint of doubt flashing across its silver face as it muttered something.
"That's strange, why does this kid look so familiar?"
Beneath the barren stone forest.
The personal terminal on Hong's wrist vibrated slightly. He glanced down at the confirmation message from Fu Xi, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"It's a success."
He quickly looked up and decisively spoke to Thor and Luo Feng, who were already standing by, ready for action.
"Third brother, second brother. You two immediately head along the underground passage to the edge of the giant tower at full speed. Remember, you must bring Fuxi to meet you."
"receive!"
"Don't worry, big brother!"
The two immediately accepted the order and, without hesitation, followed the underground cave opened by the cloud-patterned vines, stealthily making their way towards the giant tower at full speed.
Hong slowly stood up; he did not set off with the two of them.
He pulled out a set of tattered armor from a worn-out spatial ring—a set he had deliberately kept from the previous massacre of the Norlan Mountain squad—and hastily put it on. He also temporarily stored his iconic black spear inside the ring.
After doing all this, he left the underground cave alone, used his light field to distort his figure with the surrounding environment, and silently traversed the forest in another direction.
Several hours later, he found a large excavation team of about a thousand people from the Imperial Martial Corps in the distance.
Hong took a deep breath, mobilized the genetic energy within his body, and blasted it towards a mountain on the flank of the team from a great distance.
Rumble.
A terrifying explosion occurred out of nowhere, accompanied by thunder and flames shooting into the sky.
Upon hearing the commotion, the commander of the Imperial Martial Regiment, who was in charge of the garrison, immediately led over a thousand elite troops to rapidly converge on the explosion site.
Amidst the dust and smoke, Hong disheveled his hair, covered himself in mud, and used his primal energy to create several gruesome wounds. He stumbled and tumbled out of the burning ruins.
He was still tightly clutching half of the broken sword, a standard-issue weapon from Nolan Mountain.
He shouted with all his might at the Imperial Guard soldiers who surrounded him in the air, his voice filled with terror.
"No...don't kill me! I'm from the Nuolanshan family of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire!"
"It's those five teams! The five-person teams that exchanged for a large amount of treasure in advance. We barely managed to intercept them, but their strength exceeded our expectations, and they broke through in that direction!"
Hong trembled as he raised his "blood-stained" finger and pointed in the exact opposite direction from the giant tower.
"Terrible acting," Qiu Jian thought to Hong.