dmims Chapter 110 Towards the New Capital
Chapter 110 Towards the New Capital
Chapter 110 Towards the New Capital (4K)
"Let them fight somewhere else."
Xu Yuan turned his head and said to Theresa.
It's quite a strange thing that one's will can be twisted.
These No.0.1s clearly possess all the memories, and clearly know that they did not have any "master" before, but after waking up, they do not feel at all abrupt or strange about suddenly having a master.
It was as if everything was taken for granted.
It's a bit like being hypnotized, only the methods are much more sophisticated than hypnosis.
However, Xu Yuan did not realize his role as the master.
Rather than letting the crow forcefully give the order, he subconsciously chose to have Theresa intervene militarily.
With Theresa involved, the outcome was self-evident.
Cassandra and Roxanne were quickly subdued.
"Roxanne!!!!
Cassandra struggled and roared, her eyes filled with ferocious anger and chilling killing intent.
She can endure being deceived and mocked.
Even if I were killed, it wouldn't matter.
Only the blood feud between close friends —
Only the blood feud between close friends!
Why?!
All she wanted was to be with her only friend forever.
"Roxanne—!"
"Hahahaha!!!"
Roxanne stared intently at Cassandra, as if she had seen something amusing.
Her face was flushed, and she wore an exaggerated, mocking smile.
"What is that? What is this?"
"Even after becoming a vampire, do you still use that trick?"
"Isn't that hilarious?"
"So ugly! So unsightly!"
"Look at the dust on your face. Doesn't it suit the title I gave you, 'Dust Eater'?"
"Hahahahahahaha————"
"Cassandra, you're hilarious!"
Xu Yuan, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
He looked at Cassandra, a normal person.
Then he looked at Roxanne, who seemed somewhat insane.
"If you want to fight, go outside and find somewhere else to fight. There are still quite a few people living here."
Many of the members in NO.1 know each other.
After all, when A is No.0.1, her successor B is often already ranked in the single digits.
Therefore, these thirteen people were not complete strangers.
There are quite a few people who don't like each other.
But Cassandra and Roxanne are different.
There is a deep-seated hatred between them, and there is no possibility of them getting along peacefully.
Instead of forcibly suppressing them, let them fight it out.
As for who will win, Xu Yuan doesn't know either.
As a greatsword, Cassandra is superior.
But they are vampires now.
Many familiar combat techniques are no longer usable due to the disappearance of demonic power.
However, judging from Roxanne's words, Cassandra's Dust Eater sword seems to still be usable.
Xu Yuan was quite curious about the Dust-Eating Sword.
He felt that the explanations of the principles in the comics were too far-fetched.
Swing your head like a pendulum to generate centrifugal force and lower your posture as close to the ground as possible.
What kind of twisted principle is this?
As for what happens next, there are no problems.
After lowering its posture, the snake lay prone on the ground.
Suddenly leaping to the opponent's feet, severing their limbs, depriving them of their mobility, and finally delivering the fatal blow.
This is a very tricky combat tactic for those without shield skills.
After all, most people aren't used to dealing with something that suddenly jumps up to their feet.
Such a fighting style is indeed rather unseemly.
It's important to know that in the world of Claymore, swordsmanship that utilizes the hilt and guard of the sword during combat is called "evil swordsmanship."
Xu Yuan couldn't quite understand this.
Is there a problem with using the hilt and guard together?
He thought there was nothing wrong with it.
It's just one way of using a sword.
It's just that it's a bit rare.
Here, however, such swordsmanship is considered undignified and vulgar.
Its creator was even alienated by other warriors because of this.
Even the evil sword is like this.
Not to mention the Dust Eater Sword, whose entire body was covered in snakes, lying on the ground as if gnawing on the soil.
This trick was something Cassandra came up with in a moment of desperation to protect her friends from her peers.
As a result, his strange behavior led to the departure of his friend.
From that moment on, she resolved never to use it in front of others.
She believes her technique is very twisted, and even hates herself for having no other choice but to use it most of the time.
Because she doesn't use the Dust Eater sword, Cassandra's strength is only around No. 0.5.
This also piqued Xu Yuan's curiosity.
Cassandra, who wields the Dust Eater sword, should be among the top-tier No. 0.1s throughout history.
This power boost is a bit too exaggerated.
Closer to home.
When the comic discusses the principle of the Dust Eater Sword, the idea that it uses centrifugal force generated by shaking the head to lower one's posture is really ridiculous.
Xu Yuan's intuition told him that the actual evolved Dust Eater Sword might be different from what was described in the comics.
It's possible that, like the Sky Soaring Dragon Flash of the Flying Sword Style back then, the world revised it because its principles and performance were unreasonable.
Unfortunately, when he came out, Cassandra and Roxanne had already been subdued by Theresa.
It's alright, we can just continue in another place.
Of course, since we're aiming for a fair fight, we need to help Cassandra get back into form first.
Xu Yuan looked at Theresa: "Give her some more blood."
"————" Theresa sighed helplessly, "I lost a lot of blood today."
hateful!
In that case, wouldn't I have to sacrifice my TV time to practice that Ripple technique?!
That's such a huge loss!!!
Even so, she still gave Xu Yuan some more.
After a while.
The group arrived at a valley near the base.
Xu Yuan, Xiao Ya, Theresa, Irene, Miria, and others.
There were other greatswordsmen who came to watch the excitement.
In addition to the eleven other former No.0.1s who were resurrected.
And Wen Anguo, Fang Qianze, and Zhang Yingyan.
The three of them were specially brought by Xu Yuan.
After all, the number of images in a comic is limited, and in terms of information, it is obviously not clear or detailed enough.
Moreover, reality differs from comics.
The three of them have a lot to do next.
We must gain a deeper understanding of the extraordinary power known as the "Abyss Ones".
"I know there's a deep-seated hatred between you. Since that's the case, let's settle things once and for all."
As Xu Yuan spoke, he tossed each of them a large sword.
Then he signaled to Theresa to release her control over them.
boom-!
The two men clashed swords together with a loud crash.
His eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
A man with a flushed face smiled sickly.
Bloom was an ordinary carpenter who lived in a working-class neighborhood in the eastern part of the city.
The skill level is neither particularly good nor bad.
He learned it from his father-in-law.
Bloom's ancestors did not actually live in the Holy City.
Instead, they have lived for generations in a village far from the capital.
Even his parents' generation were farmers.
When he was six years old, demons appeared in the village.
The villagers were poor and couldn't afford to hire a greatsword.
So that night, his father took him, his brother, and his mother and fled the village.
Then, the following night, his mother ate his father and his brother.
Perhaps it was fate that he was destined to live, for he escaped and jumped into the river. He clung to a tree trunk and drifted a long way before being rescued by a passing caravan.
After that, he began to travel all over the country with caravans.
When he was ten years old, the caravan was disbanded for some reason, and he settled down in the Holy City.
To survive, he did all sorts of dirty and tiring jobs, and he even ate half a loaf of bread that rich people would laughingly throw at his feet.
Later, while helping a carpenter move timber due to a back injury, he was taken in as an apprentice because of his hard work, diligence, and a bit of cleverness.
He was called an apprentice, but in reality, he was a son-in-law who moved into the woman's family home.
Because his father-in-law only has one daughter, and someone needs to inherit the family business.
Is life bitter?
bitter.
From the age of six, he had to keep busy every day just to barely survive.
He was too busy to grieve or reminisce.
To this day, he no longer remembers what his father, mother, and younger brother look like.
But at the same time, it doesn't seem so bitter.
Now he has a loving wife, two healthy sons who have grown up, and a well-behaved daughter.
Life wasn't wealthy, but we managed to get by.
Bloom is very content.
If only those two good-for-nothing kids could be a little more obedient.
"Father, Corey wrote to me!"
At dinner, Gerald, the eldest son, waved the letter in his hand with great enthusiasm, his eyes full of longing.
"Father, I want to go to Xindu!"
Bloom shook his head upon hearing his son's words.
Some time ago, those silver-eyed witches, known to the world as "great swords," descended from the sky in huge and strange machines, calling themselves the "Apocalypse Alliance."
Then, they began installing devices of unknown purpose all over the holy city on their own.
Of course, he now knows what those things called radios are for.
They can transmit sound, carrying the words of someone far away to the holy city so that everyone can hear them.
Unbelievable, it's a miracle.
I have absolutely no idea how they did it.
However, it should be noted that the Holy City has always rejected the entry of greatswords.
The arrival of those people was naturally unwelcome.
Not to mention their motives are unclear.
At that time, the nobles in the city immediately protested and had the city guards surround them.
And then—and that was it.
The city guard was completely wiped out.
However, he did not die, but was knocked unconscious.
I heard the battle ended very quickly; in the blink of an eye, the city guards were defeated.
Then, those strange flying machines flew to the mansions of those noblemen, dispersed the people, and with a bang, razed the mansions to the ground.
Then they went back to doing their own things.
It was as if he had casually brushed off the dust off his clothes.
Bloom had a feeling that the reason they didn't explain anything was because they were waiting for someone to step forward so they could demonstrate their power.
These events caused quite a stir in the city at the time.
Many people panicked as a result, and some were even so frightened that they fled the city.
However, not many people do that.
After all, those greatswords didn't make any other moves.
Unless there is absolutely no other way, who would willingly leave their hometown?
After loading their things, the greatswords left.
However, with the lessons learned from the noble lords, no one dared to dismantle those things.
And it was after that that changes began.
Morning, noon, evening.
Every day at the appointed time, the broadcast would start precisely on time.
At first, everyone was uneasy about it.
But gradually, everyone realized that there wasn't really anything to worry about.
The person on the radio didn't ask them to do anything.
I was just sharing some knowledge with them.
For example, what should you do if you have a fever, what should you do if you are injured, boil water before drinking it to reduce the chance of getting sick, wash your hands frequently, drink more water, etc.
Sometimes, experts are invited to share tips on increasing grain production.
They knew exactly what those people were called, which village or town they came from, and their voices trembled as they spoke, stuttering and extremely nervous.
It sounds both real and funny.
In addition, the radio will play music and tell stories.
Those music pieces are so beautiful.
Even noble gentlemen in the past probably never had such an enjoyment.
And those stories were far more interesting than the same old, tired tales that bards told over and over again.
And you don't even need to spend money to go to a pub.
Nowadays, many people tune in to the radio at set times.
Just to hear a story.
Of course, that's not all that's on the radio.
The Apocalypse Alliance has been promoting a language called Chinese, and teaches it on the radio every day.
They even gave each household a few books as a gift.
You know, those are books!
Book!!!
What ordinary family has books?
A variety of novel things came rushing in, making people feel somewhat overwhelmed.
About two weeks ago, a message suddenly came over the radio: "New Capital!"
It is located roughly between the central region and the south.
The Apocalypse Alliance plans to build a city there as its center and has begun recruiting for it.
The treatment was unbelievably good.
Simply by arriving there, one can receive food, clothing, blankets, and other necessities.
Those who wish to participate only need to arrive at the gathering points in various locations to board Apocalypse Alliance vehicles to travel there.
Corey, a close friend of his eldest son Gerald, was among the first to sign up.
Clearly, Gerrard also wanted to go.
In fact, it wasn't just Gerrard; his second son, Marcus, was equally troublesome.
Looking at the longing and desire in his two sons' eyes, Bloom shook his head and said, "Why go to such a far place? Just learn carpentry from me and you'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life."
Upon hearing this, Gerald couldn't help but ask, "Father, what are you afraid of? What are you worried about?"
"Hasn't the situation in Xindu been clearly described in the Apocalypse Alliance's recent newspapers? Didn't you see those lifelike pictures?"
"Furthermore, haven't there been caravans passing through Xindu that have recently arrived in Shengdu? Haven't you heard about this?"
"That kid Corey wrote me a letter, even though someone else wrote it for me, the tone was definitely right!"
He said he saw many novel things in Xindu that he could not even imagine.
He said that the new capital has many novel rules, unlike any other place.
He said that Xindu is changing every day, and it is full of vitality.
He said he found what he wanted to do there.
"Father, what an enchanting place that is!"
"When I was little, you often told me stories about traveling all over the country with caravans."
"But why are you now preventing me from leaving the house and going out to explore?"
"Enough!!!"
Bloom's face darkened, and he slammed his hand on the table.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly fell silent. The wife hesitated, then finally sighed.
The father and son parted on bad terms once again.
Just like the many arguments that have happened before.
night.
Bloom lay on the bed with his hands behind his head.
What stories of traveling all over the country? Those are just stories of wandering and displacement.
Why don't you want to live a good life?
What's wrong with a stable life?
Bloom couldn't understand why all he had ever wanted in his life was a stable life.
Once upon a time, that was an unattainable dream for him.
But her own son didn't want it.
Thinking of the longing and yearning looks in those two brats' eyes, he felt even more irritated.
I tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep.
That night, he dreamed of his father, mother, and younger brother, something he hadn't done in a long time.
His mother gently stroked his head, looking at him with eyes full of heartache.
His father, with a stern face, nodded approvingly at him.
His younger brother then happily spun around him.
Bloom suddenly woke up, wiped the tears from his face, and tried to recall what they looked like, but still couldn't remember.
He sat blankly on the bed, then carefully got out of bed after a moment, walked out of the house, and sat motionless on the threshold in front of the house, staring blankly at the night.
After an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually brightened.
Footsteps sounded behind him: "Father? Why are you sitting here? Are you still angry?"
Bloom turned around, looked at his eldest son who looked uneasy, and suddenly said, "Go if you want to."
Gerald was taken aback, then quickly realized what he meant, and exclaimed with delight, "You agreed?!"
Bloom nodded slightly.
Once the kids grow up, you just can't control them anymore.
Xindu Yao————
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