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"Your Majesty..."

In a daze, a soft call came to my ears, and my thoughts, which were as calm as dead water, finally caused a stir.

"Your Majesty...?"

After a short wait, there seemed to be no response. The call was slightly louder, but there was a hint of trembling in the voice, which seemed anxious and awe-inspiring.

This call caused the waves to expand rapidly, and the entire stagnant water quickly came to life, and his thoughts returned to normal operation.

"Um......?"

As his vision became clearer, he saw what seemed to be a gorgeous palace in front of him. The silver candles in the palace were brilliant, the golden furnace was ablaze with mist, and the purple mist was rising, making it peaceful and solemn.

Looking to other places, there are dancing treasure tents, agarwood thrones, and a bed covered with curtains, which looks like a blue cloud bed where Taoist monks sit cross-legged.

On the cloud bed, there are shadows, as if someone is sitting in it.

Beside the Biluo bed, there are statues of golden boys and jade girls dressed in colorful gold clothes, arranged on both sides. The golden boys hold flags and banners, and the jade girls hold wishful things. The sculptures are lifelike.

The golden boy and the beautiful girl are all statues. The one sitting on the bed of blue clouds is probably not a real person, but an immortal Buddha enshrined. It is just that the curtains are blocking it, making it difficult for people to see which immortal Buddha is enshrined.

"This..., what is this place?"

The vision of the owner of the consciousness gradually became clear, but the thoughts in his mind were chaotic and he couldn't figure it out. This consciousness even forgot who he was and where he was.

"Your Majesty... are you okay?"

A voice next to him shocked the owner of consciousness. He turned around and saw a young man in his twenties wearing ancient linen clothes. He was holding a tray with pens and ink in his hand, nervously.

looking at himself.

Seeing him looking at him, the young man quickly lowered his head respectfully, not daring to look at him.

The owner of the consciousness seemed to see someone else out of the corner of his eye when he turned his head. He couldn't help but turn sideways and look back, and saw many people standing dozens of steps behind him.

These people seemed to be dressed in strange and ancient ways, and their clothes were made of different materials, including kudzu, linen, and silk. However, they all had extraordinary demeanor and were not like ordinary people. They were all lined up on both sides of the hall.

But everyone's eyes were focused on him, which made him subconsciously feel that he should say something. He spoke in a voice that only two people could hear, and asked the young man next to him in a low voice:

"Are you filming a movie?"

The young man in his twenties raised his head in surprise when he heard this. He didn't know how to answer. He didn't understand what the "filming" the king meant.

The owner of the consciousness looked around and couldn't find a camera, but he found that wherever his eyes glanced, everyone bowed, and no one dared to look at him, showing a respectful look.

Suddenly he thought of what he had just asked, and his heart moved:

"Why do I ask that? What is filming? What is a camera? I..."

This consciousness suddenly realized that he could not remember any information related to himself.

He asked the young man again in a low voice:

"Let me ask you, who am I? Where is this?"

The young man's body shook violently when he heard this, and he almost dropped the tray in his hand, but was held up by the conscious owner.

The owner of the consciousness quickly reminded: "Keep your voice down and tell me quietly!"

The young man took two small steps forward, bowed and whispered:

"You are the king of the human race, the invincible warrior, King Zishou. This is the Wa Palace thirty miles outside the south gate of Chaoge!"

"Zi Shou...?"

When the owner of the consciousness heard this name, he subconsciously felt that it was familiar. When he heard the three words 'Wa Palace', a memory about the two names 'Zi Shou' and 'Wa Palace' suddenly came to his mind.

are connected in series.

"Zi Shou...? Emperor Xin! I am King Zhou?"

Suddenly a memory emerged clearly in his chaotic mind.

It seems that something happened not long ago. It was also in this palace. He was saluting the statue enshrined on the Biluoyun bed. Suddenly, a strong wind blew from outside the palace. Everyone in the palace was blown away by the wind and could not open their eyes.

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But the strange thing is that he was the only one who was not blown by the wind. Instead, he saw the curtains of the blue cloud bed being blown up by the wind.

In his memory, he subconsciously looked inside the curtains rolled up by the wind. His body immediately stiffened and his expression was sluggish. He saw a statue of a goddess on the cloud bed, with a beautiful appearance and a beautiful scenery. She looked like a fairy from the Ruigong Palace.

, it’s also like Chang’e from the Moon Palace descending to this world.

"This..., is this the Empress Nuwa?"

He was immediately captivated by the beauty of the 'Nuwa Empress' and stood stunned on the spot. At this time, his consciousness suddenly blurred, and then he suddenly had a strange idea:

"I am the emperor, and I am rich all over the world. Even though I have three palaces and six courtyards, I don't have such stunning beauty. What a pity!"

He suddenly became very interested in poetry and wanted to compose a poem. He immediately said loudly to the young man beside him: "Bring me a pen and ink!"

In my memory, the young man immediately bowed and took a few steps back. After he was ten steps away, he turned around and trotted out. After a while, he brought a tray with pen and ink on it, which was obviously something that had been prepared.

At this moment, the young man suddenly noticed that his king's expression seemed completely different, his eyes also changed, as if he was in confusion, and he couldn't help but take courage and call out in a low voice.

This is what just happened.

The master of consciousness realizes something is wrong:

"No, if I am Di Xin, why is this memory so strange? My perspective seems to be from the perspective of a bystander, as if I am watching a movie... Hey, what is a movie? Why am I

Do you suddenly think of the word movie?"

The chaotic thoughts made him feel a stabbing pain in his mind. He subconsciously stepped forward and reached out to lift the curtains on Biluoyun's bed. He wanted to see what King Zhou had seen that made him lose his composure.

"King!"

Seeing that 'King Zhou' was so reckless, all the ministers dozens of steps away from him shouted in unison, and one of them, an old minister with a ginger complexion, loudly dissuaded him:

"This is the Holy Mother of the human race. Your Majesty, please don't make mistakes!"

The consciousness said vaguely:

"I'll just take a look, I want to know what the Holy Mother looks like..."

As he spoke, he had already lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing the stunning statue of a god that was unparalleled in the world.

The body of 'King Zhou' was shaking uncontrollably again. He finally saw clearly the appearance of 'Empress Nuwa'. The reason why the body was shaking was not that she was shocked by her beauty, but...

It's that he has seen this face before, and feels particularly kind and familiar, as if they have spent thousands of years together, and as if they had just been separated not long ago.

At this moment, the countless chaotic memories in his mind gradually connected together, showing scenes of scenes, which made his memory gradually recover, and he recalled many memories that did not belong to this body.

"I am not King Zhou, I am the Xiao Qian Saint who proves the Tao with my strength. I am one of the Three Pure Ones who replaced Yuan Shi. I am the leader of the Jie Sect. I am Huang Shaohong!"

'boom'

Countless memories bombarded the sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to loosen his fingertips and let the curtain fall, once again covering the stunning face of the statue of 'Nuwa Empress' in it.

"Why am I here, how can I become Di Xin? Am I not in the original world, fighting against invaders from another plane?"

'Huang Shaohong's' memory gradually recovered, and he remembered what he had done in a fight with four god kings from another plane in the chaos thirty-three days away.

I remember that the 'Botara Earring' that he regarded as a trump card suddenly exploded, which caused his plan to go awry. Fortunately, he also had a backup trump card, 'Medama Fusion Technique'.

However, the backup card needed time to dance, so 'Huang Shaohong' threw out the 'Anti-Saint Mecha' driven by 'Tony' and the others.

The 'Anti-Saint Mecha', which completely inherited the 'God Gene Plan', was driven by the energy of 'stars' in the world, and indeed it exploded with the most perfect combat power imagined. It competed with 'Ye Hehua', 'Tongtian'

'Waiting for the saint to delay the success of 'Huang Shaohong''s fusion technique.

In the memory of 'Huang Shaohong', he finally succeeded in merging, and the two bodies of Xiao Qianjie, who had proved the Tao with strength, instantly increased their combat power by a hundred times through the 'Medama Combination Technique'.

Then, just as he thought, he relied on his own strength to use the Sky God Ax to defeat all the four god kings of the alien plane: "Darkness", "Hurricane", "Sand" and "Lightning".

One versus four has created an immortal legend in the apocalypse.

After he defeated one of the four great god kings, good news came from his brain. The war in the lower world ended with his own victory. The enemy from the alien plane came to invade their world with all the strength of the world. The strength of 'Huang Shaohong'

One versus a hundred, and in the end the enemy will be victorious.

Everyone in the chaos was naturally overjoyed when they heard the news, and 'Huang Shaohong' did not show mercy because of this and killed the four great god kings one by one.

If he didn't kill a holy king of the world, he would inevitably use the 'Open Heaven God Ax' in his hand to follow the line of cause and effect to kill the imprint of the opponent's soul left in the heavenly path of the alien plane.

When the first god king was killed, everyone cheered. 'Ye Hehua', who already looked more than a hundred years old and had a mouth full of teeth, also raised his hands tremblingly and cheered because he thought it was his kryptonite.

A victory bought with a life is certainly worth celebrating.

When the second god king was killed, everyone's excitement weakened a bit.

When the third God King was killed, everyone's joy suddenly dissipated inexplicably, and they just stared at everything in a daze.

'Tony Stark' even used the spiritual communication device in the 'Anti-Saint Mecha' to ask others: "Strange, why can't I be happy at all now!"

His dad ‘Howard’ replied: “I feel that way too!”

In the battle of saints, even if mortals have mechas that can match the combat power of saints, the souls are mortals after all. It is not surprising to have such emotional fluctuations, but the strange thing is that even saints feel this way.

'Nuwa' also said to 'Huang Shaohong' at this time: "Husband, I feel the same way, as if the joy of victory just now disappeared without a trace in an instant!"
To be continued...