Struggle for PowerProfessional AwakeningResurgence of Ruins
Boom——!
The fire from the Great Wall beacon tower shot into the sky and exploded all along the city wall.
In the direction of Xianyang, twelve golden lights rose into the sky.
Fusu didn't know this.
He was kneeling on the ground, holding the edict in his hand.
The general idea is as follows:
What a big boy, daddy wants you to do it, please do it quickly!
He didn't have time to look back.
The light behind him changed. The golden light stretched his kneeling shadow to a length of three feet and spread it on the ground.
The sound of Meng Tian's sword being unsheathed came first, followed by the sound of footsteps taking three steps back, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.
"General..." Fusu said.
He looked back.
A pair of huge, closed eyes. Wearing a flat crown on his head and a black dragon robe. His feet were off the ground, and his whole body was glowing with golden light.
Nosebleeds dripped on the edict.
Fusu touched it. Red. Hot. Your own?
He raised his head and looked at the thing he didn't know what it was, then looked down at the blood, and then looked up again.
"Meng Tian."
"... Here."
"I just refused the order," "As for blowing up the whole world?"
No one could answer him.
On Langjuxu Mountain, the green wolf fire was breaking through the clouds, burning half of the sky blue.
In the Pantheon of Rome, words that no one can understand rise from the stone tablets beneath the ground, and the Sanskrit sounds are like thunder.
At the source of the Ganges, the spring water flows upstream and forms a Buddha statue with two heads and four arms in the air.
Heaven and earth are responding to a person's awakening in a language he doesn't understand.
His name is Fusu.
The eldest son of Qin Shihuang.
