Hong Xiang gulped.
Honestly, at his current age, he wouldnât fantasize because of words from someone. He might even kick the person who dared say such things to him if he was fine.
Things were different now. The person who said it to him was the expert who badly injured him with one move. It was a super genius that crossed many levels within a hundred days.
Hong Xiang had to think carefully about it.
He grasped his life, and he had to pay attention to him. This was his current mentality.
But after thinking about it, his heart started to heat up.
Although he knew that it wasnât too possible, just imagine. What if it happened, thenâŠ
But the pain he was feeling pulled him back to reality, and he decided to ignore this fantasizing kid.
Right, this fellow was strong and talented. He also had magical powers and also came from another world.
So what? It didnât mean that he was invincible. Before meeting Light Saint Hall, he would never know how terrifying they were. They were killing machines. The Posthumous people had so many more people than them and had several folds more warriors.
But why couldnât they win?
Equipment, individual standards, overall standards, battle tactics, strategy, etc. They were being suppressed. Even if they fought on their own land, they were forced back.
Saint Light Hallâs invincible image was deep in their souls. Even the king thought that way.
Ye Zhongming squinted and observed as his expression changed. He guessed his thoughts, but he didnât care. He took out the demon energy crystal gun and fired at the wall. Moreover, this time, he didnât hide the purple glow from the weapon.
Hong Xiangâs head could turn. He tilted his head and was shocked.
The wall seemed fine, but the deep marks and the color terrified him.
Seconds later, pieces of stone started to drop, and a big hole appeared.
The demon energy crystal gun and lightning energy shocked Hong Xiang.
This wasnât it. Ye Zhongming flicked his fingers, and a crystal cannon was pushed in. It fired right beside Hong Xiangâs ears.
This shocked him even more. This thing could probably hit a further range. It was very powerful. Although it wasnât as powerful as that purple gun, he saw many cannons.
Ye Zhongming brought Hong Xiang to the Exquisite Floating Ball before he could recover. This king was shocked. He had never seen such a weird thing. The modern feel of the metal stunned him.
âSo, King Hong Xiang, do you think there is hope?â
This time, Hong Xiang believed him.
He had to. These things had exceeded his recognition. It was like how someone from the middle ages crossed into the modern age and saw cars and planes. It was good that he didnât go crazy.
But this confidence was suppressed. After all, wars werenât decided solely by equipment. Moreover, Hong Xiang didnât think that these equipment was stronger than Saint Light Hall.
But now that his life was in their hands, everything could be discussed since he had some hope.
âWhat do you want?â
Hong Xiang looked at Ye Zhongming and asked.
âWork together.â Ye Zhongming stood up. He told people to remove the four silver nails and fed him a basic healing potion.
âHow so?â
Hong Xiang had many thoughts when he heard it and started to think about all sorts of possibilities.
As for those that had died before, he didnât care. To an expert, all these were chips. Even the backward Posthumous people tribes were chips.
âFirst, you provide demon crystals, and I will provide those shining weapons.â
Hong Xiang looked at the crystals on those cannons and finally understood why Ye Zhongming wanted them. Now that he heard him say that, he nodded and agreed.
He could decide on that. Once the Imperial City agrees to work together, the other kings would be happy to see it happen.
âSecondâŠâ Ye Zhongming smiled mysteriously, âI need to discuss the rest with all the kings.â
Hong Xiangâs face turned red, and he got angry. Was he looking down on him?
But when he thought about his position, that rage disappeared. He had no choice as he was still a prisoner.
Ye Zhongming said seriously, âSaint Light Hall has invaded. This time, they might want to take all of your land, so keep your other thoughts. If Posthumous people are finished, you will be finished too. Without me, all of you will die. With me, although you might not win, things will change. If there is change, there is hope. If we win, your name might really be carved on the saint pool.â
His expression changed, and he was deep in thought. Ye Zhongming didnât disturb him and knew he was weighing the pros and cons. But he was confident that the king would agree. If he wasnât stupid, he should know what is important. Even if he had other ideas, he would toss those ideas aside when the other Posthumous people find out about the invasion.
After their initial plans were agreed, the Imperial City army was released but their weapons were confiscated. Hong Xiang was also separated from them. Ye Zhongming and Liang Chuyin kept watch of him so he couldnât cause any trouble.
Ye Zhongming found the various leaders and Cloud Peak members and told them his plan. Although they didnât know what he wanted to do, but they were used to listening to him. They got ready to leave in ten hours.
Their goal was--- The Posthumous people Imperial City!