Chapter 1141 That's not Hong Xiuquan... at least not entirely
The duel was won, but before You Xing could say "What an interesting duel", Feng Xuexin and You Xing both staggered and fell to the ground.
[Battle Ceremony] Although neither side had the intention of killing the other, You Xing used the divine card [Heavenly King·Hong Xiuquan] in the duel, which put a huge mental burden on him. It can be said that at the moment of summoning, You Xing's mental power was drained by 99%.
If it were an ordinary person, sudden death would not be uncommon.
As for Feng Xuexin, let alone her, she took the attack of the God's Card head-on, but her brain was not burned directly because there was a force protecting her in secret, and when [Heavenly King·Hong Xiuquan] attacked directly, Mo Cheng was secretly holding back.
[Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan] As Mo Cheng's alias, he still has considerable disruptive ability in the duel.
Although there was no way to directly force [Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan] to resist the attack order, doing so would cause the entire [Battle Ceremony] to explode directly due to the power released when he interfered.
However, when [Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan] attacked directly, he could still secretly restrain his strength so that the opponent's summoner would only receive a certain degree of physical and mental shock, so as not to burn his brain.
The two fainted people were casually thrown onto the sports cushions nearby. Since there would always be problems during duels in the arena, this place was always equipped with cushions, a medical room, and various emergency facilities.
Then Mo Cheng turned into a gust of wind to track the breath that came out of Feng Xuexin, but the breath dissipated very quickly. Mo Cheng just threw the two of them to a safe place. The moment he rushed out of the arena gate, a large number of leaves fell in front of him, blocking his view.
By the time the leaves had fallen and the view was no longer obstructed, the aura had disappeared and could no longer be captured by sight or other senses.
“You run really fast.”
Mo Cheng shook his head . He knew that he couldn't catch up with the guy who had already escaped, but even if he couldn't catch up with him, he could still find out his identity.
Looking down at the leaves that suddenly appeared, they were leaves of an olive tree. Mo Cheng could guarantee that there were no olive trees planted anywhere in the First Academy.
During this week, as a master assassin, he had already completely synchronized the map of the surrounding area, and was able to confirm that there were no olive trees or owls in this place.
Then the olive leaves under his feet and the owl feathers mixed in them are things that are closely related to the escaped person.
The olive tree, the owl, the Pantheon that was suspected to be a fake card, and the reaction of Zeus' power in the body to it, all the clues pointed to somewhere.
" Athena , or Minerva, or..."
Mo Cheng paused, then suddenly asked, "Zeus, what do you think?"
A shadow appeared from behind Mo Cheng that no one could see. Looking at the leaves and feathers under his feet, the destined God King, the Lord of Thunder curled his lips and said, "Similar, but not completely. It looks like my daughter who is eager to take the throne, but there seems to be something else mixed in."
Zeus took out a pure gold wine cup from somewhere, drank it all, and then looked carefully at the leaves and feathers transformed by the divine power. "This divine power gives me a feeling of Metis, but with clothes on, I can't recognize it."
As he spoke, Zeus seemed to reveal some very true nature of his words.
"I have no intention of prying into your private life. Can you tell me something useful?"
"What I'm talking about is something useful, but your shallow mortal wisdom cannot understand it. The feeling this divine power gives me, in your mortal words, is like a daughter wearing her mother's clothes and pretending to be an adult, or Metis wearing Athena's clothes and starting some erotic activities with me that both of us like."
Zeus stared at the leaves and feathers that were transformed from divine power. "Only the priesthood of Wisdom can block the gaze of the God King."
"But [Wisdom] points to too many things. Metis, Athena, Minerva, and the one I'm tracking are obviously mixed up with many things."
"Because the other party doesn't dare to appear in front of you. I am the Great Father God, the God King, and the Lord of Destiny. You are equal to me in status, not to mention that you still have that pair of eyes. The moment the other party appears in front of you, you will be able to understand his origins."
The Lord of Thunder drank the wine in his cup again, then turned and left. "Go and see for yourself what it is. Maybe it will help you with your little plan."
"Your behavior reminds me of that ridiculous brother - Prometheus. Keep protecting that ridiculous mortal."
There might be a lot of content in the conversation, but to the outside world it was just a moment. Mo Cheng collected the leaves and feathers under his feet, and then slowly returned to the arena.
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On the other side, a pure white owl wearing a wreath of olive leaves flapped its wings vigorously to avoid possible patrolling eyes. The owl did not dare to fly too high because the sky was His territory.
The pure white owl could only fly at low altitudes, and did not even dare to expose itself to the sun, because it knew very well that if someone was searching for it, exposing itself to the sunlight would only be a way to seek death.
The pure white owl used the shade of the trees to avoid possible gazes. Once it encountered a wall or tree trunk blocking its way while flying rapidly, its body would turn into nothingness and fly straight through.
After carefully conducting counter-tracking and confirming that the God-King was not looking at her, the pure white owl disappeared into the underground.
There is a huge space underground. If someone who is proficient in archaeology observes it, they will find that it is a mausoleum.
The pure white owl transformed into a young girl. She walked in the mausoleum, but each step she took was very particular and followed certain rules.
The girl knew very well how many horrific killing machines this place contained, although the machines generally aimed at humans had no effect on her.
But ever since its master [arrived], or [awoke], the killing power of the mechanisms inside has been increasing day by day.
Even she didn't want to trigger those mechanisms here and waste time and energy.
As we went deeper into the mausoleum, we could vaguely hear some sounds coming from it. Only when we got closer could we clearly hear the chanting of Sanskrit and the recitation of scriptures.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the blowing of the big conch shell, the beating of the big drum, and even a strange fragrance, as if it were flowers scattering from heaven.
The girl frowned at the sight before her. She simply didn't like outsiders who were not from her own pantheon.
Although she is the outsider in this land.
When they reached the deepest area, the view in front of them suddenly opened up, and the girl looked at the person sitting high on the lotus platform in mid-air.
When the girl came in, even the people on the stage opened their eyes.
"It failed. That's not Hong Xiuquan... at least not completely."
