jdhmnovel Chapter 1215 Reflection
Chapter 1215 Reflection
It’s over! Completely finished!
Troubled from both within and without! A wave of plague-like corpses descends upon the camp! The sacred tree's power within Liu Yueli spirals out of control and backfires! Changbai Mountain's fuel is exhausted! Envoys from the Three Kingdoms watch with indifference! The Xuanjia Army's formation is on the verge of collapse!
The shadow of death, like sticky ink, completely enveloped the entire camp!
At this moment when overwhelming despair is about to swallow everything!
"boom--!!!"
A dull roar, as if coming from the depths of the earth! It didn't come from the battlefield! It came from... within the imperial tent!
Deep inside the wound on Liu Yueli's chest that was covered with a dark red gelatinous substance! The moment Liu Yueli's body suddenly arched upwards due to the severe pain, that madly flickering dark golden ember appeared.
Like an ice cube thrown into boiling oil, it suddenly burst out with an unprecedented, blinding, dark golden light!
The light was like a physical shockwave! It instantly dispelled the stagnant air in the tent! The candle flame was almost extinguished! Sun Miao was shocked and stumbled back! Qin Ming's gaze suddenly froze under his veil!
The moment the light comes on!
"Uhhh-!!!"
An inhuman, soul-tearing howl erupted from Liu Yueli's throat! Her left hand, which had been clinging tightly to the edge of the stretcher, suddenly lifted up, her five fingers spread out!
A dark golden light, visible to the naked eye, swirled around his fingertips, like flowing lava! With a violent will to destroy everything, he fiercely grabbed at Chang Baishan's right hand, which was covered in a dark red gelatinous substance and had dark purple veins pulsating weakly, lying on the stretcher next to him!
Poof! ! !
Like pressing a red-hot iron against rotten flesh! A sharp corrosive sound, accompanied by a strong, burning sulfur stench, rose to the sky! Liu Yueli's fingertips dug deeply into the sticky, cold, dark red gel on the back of Chang Baishan's hand! Dark golden light and inky purple blood vessels instantly intertwined! A violent, strange energy flow, carrying a mixture of the poison of the sacred tree and the remaining power of the red blood, rushed along Liu Yueli's fingertips like a bursting dam, madly pouring into her body!
"Uh!!!"
Liu Yueli's body felt like it was being pierced by high voltage electricity! It arched violently! Her screams abruptly stopped!
Instead, a suffocating, creepy "ho ho" sound came from deep in her throat! The dark golden vortex on her chest suddenly shone brightly!
at the same time!
"puff--!"
Chang Baishan's pale, lifeless face suddenly erupted in a mouthful of thick, dark, pungently foul blood! His body felt as if every bone had been ripped out of it, and he slammed back onto the stretcher! The dark purple veins of the hand Liu Yueli had grasped instantly dimmed and withered, as if all life had been sucked out of it! Completely... reduced to a pile of charred, withered bones!
"General!" The personal soldiers holding down Chang Baishan let out heart-wrenching cries!
"Lord Liu!" Sun Miao's withered face was filled with horror!
Qin Ming's eyes under his covered face were like two bottomless cold abysses, fixed on the faint light on Liu Yueli's chest.
After devouring the last bit of vitality and energy mixed with plague in Changbai Mountain.
Instead of exploding out of control, it...strangely stabilized!
The rate of change is gradually slowing down!
The light was no longer dazzling, but turned into a deep, restrained, dark golden luster like lava flowing at the bottom of the abyss!
A cold, violent, yet strangely balanced aura of destruction emanated from the depths of the vortex!
Liu Yueli's hunched body slowly collapsed, and the screams faded away.
The hoarseness in his throat also ceased. The rise and fall of his chest was weak but steady. The dark red gelatinous substance oozing from the edge of the charred brand wound behind his shoulder... stopped! The dark golden ember deep in his spine, as if injected with new fuel, burned steadily and weakly!
Life! A faint, yet incomparably tenacious ray of life, like a flame struggling out from the ashes, reignited within her body!
"Heaven... God bless Daqian!"
Tears streamed down Sun Miao's withered face, his voice trembling with the ecstasy of surviving a catastrophe, "Lord Liu... she... she actually forcibly devoured the remaining plague and red blood power in General Chang's body! Fighting poison with poison! Temporarily... temporarily, she has stabilized the backlash of the sacred tree's power!"
Qin Ming's gaze beneath his veil remained calm, his fingers clenching the hilt of the black iron giant sword at his side only to slowly loosen their grip. His deep eyes swept across Chang Baishan's lifeless, withered body, finally settling on the steadily swirling dark gold vortex on Liu Yueli's chest.
Devour...fight poison with poison...stabilize...
The cold decision split Qin Ming's mind like lightning!
"Meng Zhi!" Qin Ming's icy voice was like cold iron falling to the ground, piercing through the deafening battle outside the tent!
"I am here!" Meng Zhi, covered in blood, rushed into the tent like a bloody man!
"Pass the order!" Qin Ming's armored finger suddenly pointed at the bloody battlefield outside the tent.
"Abandon the outer defenses! Retreat! With the imperial tent as the center! Form an 'iron barrel formation'! Pour all the kerosene in front of the formation! Ignite! Build a wall of fire!"
"Give up the periphery?!" Meng Zhi's eyes flashed with disbelief!
"Execute!" Qin Ming's voice was firm and unwavering, leaving no room for doubt! "Sun Miao! Take the jelly from the poisonous blood that leaked from Liu Qing's chest wound! Mix it with kerosene!"
"Your Majesty?!" Sun Miao's withered face turned pale in an instant!
"Do as I say!" Qin Ming's cold gaze was like a real blade!
"Here...here!" Sun Miao's withered hands trembled violently as he carefully scraped away the sticky, cold, dark red gelatinous substance from the edge of the wound on Liu Yueli's chest with a silver knife. The substance emanated a pungent smell of sulfur and a sweet, rotten smell! The gelatinous substance squirmed on the tip of the knife like a living thing!
"Mix it in kerosene! Pour it in front of the formation! Light it!" Qin Ming's voice seemed to come from the underworld!
"Yes!!!" A fierce glint of death flashed in Meng Zhi's eyes! He turned abruptly and rushed out of the imperial tent! His roar was like thunder: "All troops, listen to my order! Retreat! Form an iron barrel formation! Kerosene! Mix with poison! Pour it out! Burn——!!!"
"Roar--!!!"
The Black Armor Army erupted with a final burst of bloody courage! The soldiers retreated towards the imperial tent like a tide! Massive tower shields stacked one upon another, guarding the imperial tent at its core like a steel fortress! At the same time, countless barrels of sticky flaming oil were poured in front of the shrinking front! The sticky, foul-smelling dark red jelly that Sun Miao had scraped off was mixed into it!
"ignition--!!!"
boom--! ! !
Flames instantly soared into the sky! Orange-red tongues of fire licked the night sky frantically! However, this time, the color of the flames... had changed!
It was no longer pure orange! Instead, it was mixed with a strange, dark red, like coagulated blood! As the flames burned, they crackled, and the smoke rising was no longer black, but a sickening gray-green, like rotting catkins! Within the smoke, a more pungent, stronger stench of burnt sulfur and a sweet, cloying smell of decay permeated the air!