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Chapter 489 The Ninth Emperor of the Earth!

"Look, what do that man is sitting there?"

"What is 'that person'? He is JOKER, the number one envoy of the Shangxie Society! You don't know this?"

"Didn't the other people from the Shangxiehui Society enter the fortress? Why did he sit there alone?"

"I don't know...but I don't know why, he feels so handsome like this!"

"Similar!"

“…”

Ji Qianming's actions attracted more and more people to climb the fortress wall, looked at the inexplicable man curiously, and started to discuss it enthusiastically.

"Finally, I finally got rid of those lunatics!" Jiang's father panted and walked towards the temporary residence with the reception staff of the fortress.

"Ghost... so many ghosts... red..." Jiang's mother was mechanically taken away by Jiang's father, with her unkempt face and her body trembling.

Jiang Yongying pursed her lips and followed them without saying a word, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly, she stopped.

Jiang's father walked forward a few steps, turned around and saw Jiang Yongying, and said anxiously: "Go away quickly, why are you standing there? The war is coming soon, it's not safe outside!"

Jiang Yongying took a deep breath, as if she had made up some decision, turned around and ran towards the fortress wall, "Don't worry about me, you go take refuge!"

"Sakura! Sakura!! This child..." Jiang's father was startled by Jiang Yongying's actions and subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but when he saw that he was still holding Jiang's mother who was in a daze, he sighed.

Let's send her back first...

Jiang Yongying ran across the street like a gust of wind, entered the fortress wall from a staircase entrance under the fortress wall, then stepped three steps and quickly ran to the top of the fortress wall.

The wall of the fortress is very high. When the elevator is blocked by the guards, if you want to climb to the top of the fortress, you can only walk through the stairs. Jiang Yongying gritted her teeth, and her slender body seemed to support great pressure, climbing up slowly and firmly.

She hasn't worked so hard for a long time.

She didn't know where she got her strength, nor did she know why she was fighting so hard. She just wanted to reach the top of the fortress and take a look at the man's back.

After a long time, she finally climbed the fortress wall and saw that lonely and firm back.

"Who are you...?" Her eyes trembled slightly, and she said in a voice that only she could hear.

Not far from her, reporters Afang and Awan also climbed the fortress wall at some point. They knew that the fortress would be attacked by the army of the God Realm in a while, and they also knew why that person was there...

"Are he... afraid of death?" Afang murmured to himself.

Awan was silent for a long time and slowly spoke: "You said... are they really bad people like what the Internet says?"

"No, it's impossible." A Fang shook his head firmly, "I don't know what the Shangxie would have been like in the past, I only know... Now they are definitely not bad people. They are carrying insults, but they are silently guarding everyone in secret. They are heroes..."

"Then do you think the hero should be buried?" A Wan's mouth raised slightly.

"Never!" Afang turned his head and looked at Awan, and both looked at the firmness in each other's eyes.

"Don't let any evil person be let go, and no hero is buried... This is our responsibility..." Awan touched the reporter's certificate on her chest and said softly.

Afang didn't say anything, but silently took off the backpack on his back, took out the photography equipment from it, and quickly assembled it.

Awan took out her cell phone from her pocket and called, "Is it Mr. Hou Yubin, the director of the Apocalypse website? I am a reporter Liu Wan, and I requested to use the permissions of the entire website live broadcast... Yes, I have thought about it. If this live broadcast fails, I... am willing to resign."

...

"Hey! Have you read the Apocalypse website?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Tsk, go up and take a look! Just at the top of the entire website, there is a global live broadcast room."

"It's true, isn't Apocalypse a news website? Why did you still make a live broadcast?"

The man clicked on the Apocalypse website and added a large live broadcast channel to the most conspicuous location of the entire website. He clicked in.

When the screen switches, a wilderness appears on the mobile phone screen. From a shooting perspective, it should be at the top of a certain fortress.

"What the hell? Isn't this an ordinary fortress? Well...? Is there someone there? There is a knife inserted next to it. What are you trying to do?"

"I don't understand! Didn't you see many people asking? What is this live broadcast? It feels so inexplicable!"

"But... this Apocalypse website is so awesome, and the number of online viewers is almost 200 million."

"Well? Why did a large piece of black dots appear in the sky over there?"

Since the invasion of the Divine Realm began, the Apocalypse website has become the most popular website in the world. People all over the world are paying attention to this war that concerns the life and death of mankind. At this time, this global live broadcast channel that suddenly appeared suddenly became a hot topic. Countless people flocked to watch it. I don’t know which sacred site was built by this Apocalypse website, which can accommodate hundreds of millions of people to watch at the same time without collapse.

"Then...that's the army of the God Realm?!" Someone finally saw the black dots in the distance in the live broadcast.

"How could this happen? Isn't the God Realm attacking the Dawn Front? How could it appear here!"

"This is Fortress No. 19! I'm inside! Oh my God! Who will tell me what's going on?!!"

"In terms of quantity, there are at least 10,000 people, right?"

"Can a fortress stand this... such a terrifying army?"

"Are you stupid on the upper floor? How can a fortress be defended by a 10,000-divine army? It can only be half a minute at most, and I just looked at the battlefield topography. Once this fortress is lost, the entire dawn front will collapse!"

"What should I do? Why no one comes to resist them!"

"Wait! Look! The person sitting in front of the fortress moved!"

"JOKER! He is the first envoy of the Shangxie Society JOKER!"

"What do he want to do? Are you planning to block the army of the God Realm alone?"

...

Just when the live broadcast room of the Apocalypse website was in full swing, Ji Qianming, who was sitting in front of the fortress like a sculpture, slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you here... faster than you imagined?" He looked up at the huge hanging boat in the sky that covered the sky and the vast army of the divine realm, muttering to himself.

When the gods come, the heaven and earth change in color.

In the deserted wilderness, a strong wind swept through the direction of the coming army of the divine realm. Ji Qianming stood up, and his black windbreaker roared in the strong wind.

bass--!

He pulled out the mirror knife.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to think of something, touched the pale laughter and cry mask on his face with his left hand, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly took it off.

"This battle... I'd better fight with Ji Qianming's identity. I've been a JOKER for too long, and it's time to return to another identity..."

Bang-!

Ji Qianming used a little force to shatter the pale laughter and cry mask, and the fragments of residue swept into the sky with the strong wind and disappeared.

He held the mirror knife in his hand and looked up at the sky. A voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

"Ji Qianming, the ninth emperor of the earth, ask for battle from the entire army of the God Realm!!"

...

(The third volume of "The Joker", ended)
Chapter completed!
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