I kidnapped the timeline

(I wrote this chapter for 5 hours. I have been looking for emotions. One of the ways is to listen to music. When I heard "Journey to the Immortal World (Falling into the Mortal World)", the emotions were quickly in place, so this chapter is suitable for BGM. edible.)

Over the execution ground.

The gray mist surged, the storm gathered, and a huge foggy face emerged from it amid lightning and thunder.

"Come and fight!"

The masked man shrouded in armor took the lead at this moment, and the dark green flames surged through the gaps in the armor and enveloped his whole body.

It pointed toward the sky with one hand, and the flames on its surface suddenly turned into a whirlpool and swept toward the sky.

Dark green flames filled the sky, gathering into an ocean, causing ripples of flames to hit the sky.

The arm where the gray mist gathered also pressed down at this moment.

When the gray mist comes into contact with the flame, the two energies devour and cancel each other out.

The terrifying power brewed in mid-air, setting off shock waves, and a large number of people standing outside the execution site were blown away by the shock waves.

The soldiers from the military headquarters took action at this time.

A long black knife appeared out of nowhere and lay in front of the people, blocking the incoming shock wave for them.

A large number of personnel wearing the uniforms of the old Japanese military headquarters began to arrange for the evacuation of the people.

At this time, the energy confrontation in the sky had reached its peak, and a sinister smile appeared on Misty's face.

The gray mist suddenly pressed down, tearing a gap in the sea of ​​green fire.

boom!

Like thunder out of thin air, the sky trembled.

The green sea of ​​fire was shattered by the gray mist, and sparks overflowed and splashed.

Gray Mist's palm penetrated the barrier of the sea of ​​fire and grabbed Feng Qi, who was covered in scars and bound in front of the guillotine.

At this time, a black knife suddenly blocked the direction of Gray Mist's palm.

Black light flowed on the surface of the black sword, and the "momentum" very similar to when Lu Yue drew his sword swept through the black sword towards Gray Mist's palm.

The sword intention collided with the gray mist, and a ferocious look appeared on the face of the Lord of the Mist.

The gray mist pressed down violently, causing the black knife to tremble under the pressure.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the black knife. He stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and then swung the knife forward suddenly.

This sword seems simple, but the free spiritual energy in the air automatically gathers to form a black sword energy that rises into the sky.

Knowing that the longer this battle is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be, the Lord of the Mist became furious.

Scarlet blood appeared in the gray mist, turning into a bloody long sword that suddenly collided with the black sword energy, easily shattering it.

After defeating the black sword energy, the blood sword dissipated and merged with the sea of ​​gray mist again.

A bloody palm suddenly stretched out from the gray mist, slapped away the military man who was blocking him, and grabbed Feng Qi again.

But at this time, dozens of military personnel were already standing in front of Feng Qi.

They have all realized that the target of the realm-transcendent creature formed by the gray mist in the sky is the prisoner who is about to be executed.

But they obviously underestimated the strength of the Lord of Mist.

The terrifying coercion invaded, and the blood in their bodies accelerated uncontrollably.

Their pupils were instantly filled with blood, and dense blood-colored spider webs appeared on their bodies.

Snapped!

Continuous explosions sounded, and these military soldiers were killed by the Lord of Mist's blood control ability before they launched an attack.

At this time, the spiritual master hiding in the darkness looked at the gray fog giant in the distance, with a look of surprise on his face.

The plan was undoubtedly successful, and the forces behind Feng Qi had appeared.

But he never expected that the force behind this was actually the disappeared Mist Tribe.

It is no stranger to this racial force.

In its impression, the Mist Clan is undoubtedly the strongest force near the ancestral domain of the Psionic Clan. It is said that the ancestors once produced a super strong man who broke free from the shackles of fate.

Before the psychic tribe entered the human world, they were often bullied by the mist tribe.

He was still young at that time, but he still remembers a saying circulated in the clan to scare children:

"If you don't obey me again, the mist monster will capture you and eat you as blood food!"

Looking at the Lord of Mist, the Spirit Master's expression became serious.

It was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and the energy in his body was boiling uncontrollably.

It took action at this time.

A huge black arrow appeared out of thin air and hit the chest of the Mist Lord in the form of a fog giant at an extremely fast speed.

The terrifying spiritual energy was activated, and the spiritual energy particles floating in the air were quickly evacuated and poured into the black arrows.

The Lord of the Mist was caught off guard, and the black arrow exploded.

The sea of ​​gray mist surged violently, and a large piece was missing from the blast.

Misty's face also showed a painful expression at this time.

The terrifying psychic particles quickly corroded the gray fog, and he sensed many figures lurking in the darkness.

Turn your head and look to the west.

Under the sense of Qi and blood, he clearly saw several groups of life forms with rich Qi and blood approaching from the west direction.

If you continue to stay here, you will undoubtedly drag yourself into a desperate situation.

At this moment, the Lord of Mist lowered his head and looked at Feng Qi on the execution platform, with a sense of determination in his heart.

Some things are only appreciated after they are lost.

Feng Qi was his only relative in the world, and he no longer wanted to live with the regret and guilt of losing his relative.

During the roar, a large amount of energy and blood emerged from the gray mist, dyeing the gray mist into blood mist.

Countless giant bloody hands emerged from the bloody mist and struck towards the execution ground, trying to break through the defensive blockade.

The members of the psionic tribe hiding in the dark took action at this moment, and various psionic spells rained down on the fog giant's body.

But the Lord of the Mist never retreated even an inch.

Looking at Feng Qi who was restrained in front of the guillotine, endless anger surged in his heart.

Memories are flooding in my mind.

In the snowy dense forest in the cold winter area, he thought he would die, but he survived.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Qi with a warm smile on his face.

That was the first time they met.

After that, Feng Qi became his only relative.

In front of the village outside Winter City, the scene of Feng Qi risking his life to defend him from the Sword Master's offensive was still vivid in his mind.

In the Black Jue Domain, Feng Qi carried him on his back and marched bloody while being chased by the weak members of the domain. He fought until the blood blurred his vision, and finally fell in the dusk.

Every time Feng Qi sacrifices his life to save someone, he will be reminded of the people who sacrificed their lives on the road when opening the road.

He once chose to live under the protection of his relatives.

For this he suffered, felt guilty and regretted.

After more than ten years of companionship, he has already regarded Feng Qi as his only relative.

This time, he didn't want to suffer this pain anymore.

It is better to fight to the death than to survive.

The energy and blood stored in the body were continuously released, and the gray mist completely turned into blood red.

Senior soldiers from the military department also rushed to the scene at this time.

Facing the Lord of the Mist described by the bloody giant, they launched a siege.

The blood giants continued to collapse and reunite during the battle, and the scale of the blood mist began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the Lord of the Mist who was fighting hard in the sky and trying to get close to the execution ground, Feng Qi's vision gradually became blurred.

It is impossible to live together for more than ten years without feelings.

But he didn't expect that the Lord of Mist would risk his life to save him at this time.

He knows the Lord of the Mist very well and knows that this guy likes to weigh the pros and cons and will not take action easily if he is not sure of victory.

He could already recite the words he often said.

"Aqi, you have to understand one thing. Only fools will choose to fight head-on. Only wisdom can create the greatest benefits at the least cost."

"Consider the enemy from below, and conquer the heart from above. The things recorded in ancient human books are the same as mine. I have to say that human beings are very smart."

"Aqi, you are thinking recklessly. Strength is important, but it should be used only when you have no choice. You must learn to understand other people's emotions and thoughts, so that you can strategize and win a thousand miles away."

"I can use my brain, but I will never use my hands..."

…

This guy who only thinks about winning by outsmarting, but today he chose to fight in the way he once despised the most.

Just to save him from the execution ground.

He felt unhappy.

I have been using you, but you treat me like a relative.

How absurd.

More and more enemies came to the execution ground for support, and the Mist Lord gradually became weak.

At this time, he was not the overlord who would stand 1,500 years later, let alone the psionic race that had developed for hundreds of years.

Although he is very talented, he also has great strength.

But under the siege, they still fell into a disadvantage.

Just when the Psychic Tribe and the military soldiers thought they could quickly disperse the blood mist and capture or kill the Lord of the Mist, the blood mist suddenly spread rapidly and enveloped the world.

Immediately afterwards, the blood mist sank, wrapping everyone who came to besiege in the blood mist.

Facing the blood mist package, they struggled to break through, but for a while they were unable to break through the blood mist blockade.

At this time, the figure of the Lord of the Mist broke through the blood mist and landed on the execution platform.

Blood dripped down his body and onto the execution platform. With Feng Qi's familiar smile on his face, he walked to Feng Qi step by step with blood seals.

"Aqi, I'll take you home."

The metal shackles wrapped around his body were torn off, and the Lord of Mist bent down to carry him, who was covered in wounds.

"You shouldn't have come." Feng Qi said while suppressing the emotions in his heart.

"You're here now, don't worry about it." The Lord of Mist said with a smile on his face, not caring.

"Let's go back to Star City." As he said that, the Lord of Mist floated into the air.

Looking back at the sea of ​​blood still surging in the sky, he flew into the distance without hesitation.

During the flight, the Mist Lord's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The blood sea is the origin of his life, and the blood stone is also integrated into the blood sea.

After giving up the sea of ​​blood, his life would have no support.

During the flight, he kept coughing up thin air and blood, and his face aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he didn't stop, relying on the remaining energy and blood in his body to continue flying.

This time it's me to protect you.

Finally, they flew out of Old City.

At this time, the Lord of Mist had a head full of white hair and his face was also covered with wrinkles.

He could no longer fly and fell from the air onto a hillside with Feng Qi.

After the heavy impact on the grassland on the hillside, the Lord of Mist trembled and struggled to stand up, and once again carried Feng Qi, who was unable to move.

Step by step, he walked firmly into the distance.

Sunset and dusk seemed to indicate that the life of the Lord of the Mists would come to an end.

Lying on the Lord of Mist's back, Feng Qi's heart was filled with sadness.

He could feel that the Lord of Mist was running out of gas at this time.

This feeling of powerlessness made it difficult for him to breathe.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when night fell, the Lord of Mist fell to the ground with a crash.

Under the moonlight, the Lord of Mist used the remaining strength in his body to start paddling on the soil with trembling hands.

"Aqi...this is the trajectory of the flesh and blood cauldron...with my dream...continue to move towards the top."

"go by yourself!"

"The origin of life is broken and maybe it can be reunited... But now I have lost it... It is impossible to live... Go down for me... Enjoy the scenery at the top."

As he spoke, the Lord of Mist shed tears of blood from his eyes.

He was once afraid of death, but at this moment, a trace of comfort emerged in his heart.

At least this time I didn't retreat.

Feeling the rapid passage of vitality in his body, many past events came to his mind.

With the future of the Mist Tribe on our shoulders, the long journey of conquest has finally come to an end.

I failed my people's expectations, I'm sorry...

Opening his eyes, he looked at Feng Qi, his eyes full of expectation.

"I heard that the scenery at the top is very beautiful... truly unrestrained... no more worries and sorrows... A Qi..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

The mysterious power that could once help the Lord of the Mists to resurrect from despair did not appear this time, and all hope remained in the sea of ​​blood.

Feng Qi also fell into a coma at this time.

…

half year later.

Outside the old city, Longlin Slope.

In front of the tombstone, Feng Qi ate the tribute with a smile on his face.

"You Mist people are really weird. What kind of weird custom is it to eat the tributes of the dead... But last time you ate mine, do I get it back this time?"

"Do you think I am a lone star of evil, who only suppresses the people around me? I think the Lord of the Mist is the overlord standing 1500 years later, and this sacrifice line has been defeated by me..."

Looking at the tombstone, Feng Qi kept talking.

Past events surged through my mind, making my eyes blurred by the wind and sand.

Half a year ago, after the Lord of the Mists took him out of the Old City, the Scarlet Team, who had already arrived in the Old City, quickly rushed to support them based on their positioning, and finally took him and the Lord of the Mists away.

When he woke up, the Lord of the Mist, who had lost the source of life, was dead and his body was cold.

His situation is also very bad.

The psychic race had modified his body and had no intention of letting him live.

His connection with the Demon Dragon Rune Crystal has been severed, which is equivalent to cutting off his life.

The Scarlet Research Institute has thought of countless ways to extend his life.

For example, equip him with a new rune crystal to extend his life, but this method is too risky.

His body has been completely fused with the Demonic Dragon Rune Crystal. If the two energy conflicts between the rune crystals are replaced, the probability of him surviving is less than 1%.

As for other methods, they all failed.

He now needs to use the scarlet institute's gene needle every day to stay alive.

As of today, his body has become immune to the gene injection, and his life will come to an end.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Feng Qi stood up at this moment.

Before leaving, he had one more thing to do.

Over the years, with the help of the Scarlet Academy, he has absorbed a large amount of mottled spiritual power.

It's all about today.

Although he did this out of motivation, he didn't think he was wrong.

Everyone said that domain creatures were cruel, but he saw many excellent qualities in the Lord of the Mist.

Even if everyone says it is not good, he is good to himself.

He had to recognize this feeling.

This time, he wanted to put an end to this relationship.

The morning mist enveloped the hillside at this time.

Looking at the gray morning mist, he couldn't tell whether it was salvation or abyss.

As the figure walked by, a glimmer of crystal light fell in the fog.

…

Outside the old city.

Feng Qi stood at the city gate, looking at the towering walls of the old city.

"Wait for me to wander and take my head away."

The captain of the Scarlet Team standing behind him heard this and nodded solemnly:

"We're ready."

Feng Qi relaxed his suppression of mental power at this time.

In an instant, a crack appeared on his body surface, and his spiritual body bloomed brilliantly through the cracks in his body.

The physical body only lasted for a moment before it was completely broken by the spiritual body.

The flesh and blood fell apart, and a spiritual body filled with seven-colored mottled energy emerged from it.

At this moment, he reached out and grabbed the head that fell from the air, and then threw it to the members of the Scarlet Team standing behind him.

Turning around and looking at the Old City again, his body suddenly floated into the air.

He is now going to get back the Miracle Bracelet.

This is the only gift given to him by the Lord of Mist, and it is also his final farewell to the Lord of Mist.

When Feng Qi's spiritual body appeared in the sky above the Old City.

The terrifying mental power fluctuations alarmed the forces in the old city.

They looked up at the sky and saw colorful lights as bright as the scorching sun.

This sacrifice line is over, and a new plot unfolds next.

The story of the Lord of the Mists is not over yet, after all, there is so much foreshadowing, right~