You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 374 The Colorful General

When the old man talked about the history of the bitter sea, his expression became a little strange.

I don’t know whether it was gloating, fear, or a combination of all of the above, it was really exciting.

“The disaster in the Sea of Bitterness is so great that even someone as accomplished as the Pseudo-Emperor seems somewhat powerless in the face of it.

“In the beginning, he relied on his profound Taoism and went directly into the sea of suffering, intending to fight against it.

"That fight was so intense that the sky was dark and the whole of Daliang was shaking. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light. This lasted for three months.

“As a result, the people of Daliang were destitute, with people dying like mountains and blood flowing like rivers. Houses collapsed, rocks shattered, and sometimes the ground would suddenly crack open, swallowing people and then closing up again, leaving only the lower half of their limbs outside.

"However, when the false emperor came out, he did not successfully retreat to the sea of suffering. Instead, he was injured all over by the sea of suffering. His first battle was thus defeated."

Isn't this nonsense?
Even now Zuo Chen is not sure whether he can suppress the bitter sea. The self in this world is a complete tyrant.

It is said that such a tyrant could defeat the bitter sea monk without knowing anything...

Anyway, Zuo Chen didn’t believe it.

The old man didn't notice the strangeness in Zuo Chen's expression and just continued talking.

This failure made the pseudo-emperor realize that it would be difficult to deal with the entire Bitter Sea by his own strength, so he began to search throughout Daliang for something that could enhance his strength.

He found a lot of magic weapons and went to challenge the Sea of Bitterness, but failed.

He found many wonderful methods and then went to challenge the Sea of Bitterness, but failed.

The sea of suffering seemed to have become a hurdle in front of the smooth-sailing pseudo-emperor, and he was successfully beaten back every time.

Hearing this, Zi Yi next to him couldn't help it:
"Under such circumstances, how did the false emperor win the sea of suffering?"

"How? Well, how ..."

When the old man said this, he couldn't help but shook his head:

"The false emperor found a method called blood sacrifice from somewhere, which created a rift in the sea of stars and threw the old monk and the entire black ocean into the invisible space. Since then, a large area of territory has been liberated."

"What's the price?"

Just based on the name of this method, it certainly cannot be completely free of cost.

"The price was that 70% of the people in Daliang died. Their vitality was completely sucked out and made into keys to open the door."

Zuo Chen sighed softly.

He finally understood why he was so unpopular in this world.

If he were a person from this world, he would probably be terrified when he saw this evil god.

But Zuo Chen quickly realized that something was wrong.

If it ended here, the reputation of the fake emperor would most likely be classified as "one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers". To future generations, he might not be well evaluated, but it would certainly not be the case that people would shout "The fake emperor is coming" when they see him!
"Did the fake emperor do anything else afterwards?"

"Yes." The old man nodded.

This time, the love revealed on his face was not the lighthearted storytelling of history, but a deeper, heartfelt fear:

“After defeating the bitter sea, the pseudo-emperor was relatively normal at first. There was a large new continent worth exploring, and the people who had suffered heavy casualties were slowly recovering.

“But within fifty years, everyone discovered that the false emperor’s temperament was becoming increasingly brutal.

"Sometimes, even if no one did anything wrong, they would just kill the person in a brutal way and parade him through the streets. This happened more than once, causing panic among the people.

"Later, a group of people who could no longer bear his oppression chose to leave the mountain and entered the wilderness to seek a new life. When the false emperor found out, he was furious and began to attack those who left. A bloody war broke out."

Having said that, the old man turned his gaze to the man in purple.

Zuo Chen also looked at Zi Yi.

He suddenly remembered that when this group of people first saw Zi Yi, they shouted "General".

In the description just now, Caiyi, who was most likely to be the accomplice of the false emperor, did not appear.

Zuo Chen has already guessed something:

"Isn't there a helper who looks just like this girl?"

“Yes.” The old man nodded, “Although the false emperor is cruel, he has a disciple.

"The disciple is kind-hearted by nature. After realizing that something was wrong with the Pseudo-Emperor, she talked to him about this matter many times, but he never corrected it. In the end, she broke with the Pseudo-Emperor and stood on the side of the escapee.

“The false emperor was merciless to her, and every time he attacked her, it was a sure kill. But she was very skilled, and she managed to escape danger every time, protecting many people in the wilderness.

“She fought against the false emperor for a hundred years, and even built a city in the wilderness to shelter the people who fled.

“We all call her,

"The colorful general."

The old man finished telling this history in a mumbling voice.

Zuo Chen touched his forehead, his head was full of sweat.

Good guy.

Just now we received a great emperor in colorful clothes, and now a great general in colorful clothes has arrived.

Indeed...

wonderful.

Zuo Chen really couldn't think of how to describe this world line.

"Then you are?"

"We are an outposted team. There are many relics of immortals in the wilderness. Some of them have been damaged after being soaked in the bitter sea, but many have survived. In order to deal with the false emperor, we came to the wilderness to search for supplies."

Zuo Chen nodded in understanding.

After the old man finished telling the history, he looked at Zuo Chen nervously, fearing that he would suddenly jump, and shouted:
"Ahaha, I am the fake emperor!" Zuo Chen could also see that the other party's expression was not right, so he chuckled and said:
"Don't be so nervous. I'm not the fake emperor. It's better to say that I may not be able to help you deal with this matter."

Zuo Chen probably knew where this slight feeling of rejection came from.

There are two selves in this timeline.

He is a foreign visitor and a fierce pseudo-emperor.

There is no doubt that the Pseudo-Emperor is one of his future incarnations. If Zuo Chen wants to prove his future incarnation, he probably has to meet the other party.

but……

I'm afraid there will be a fight between the two of them.

The difference between his and the pseudo-emperor's ideas is so great that when the two sides meet, they will inevitably have nothing to say to each other, and in the end they will definitely start a battle and kill each other.

but……

Zuo Chen didn't intend to fight alone.

In a sense, Zuo Chen's attack on the fake emperor is equivalent to attacking himself. The fake emperor has more than a hundred years of experience than him, so he may not gain the upper hand if he really fights.

But he clearly has a purple-clothed man who is full of energy and has the ability to fly bricks by his side, so why does he have to fight him alone?
Are you asking for trouble?

If possible, Zuo Chen would also like to see Cai Yi of this world.

He really had no idea what this "General in Colorful Clothes" would look like.

Wearing armor and with furious hair?

Zuo Chen tried to connect the word "彩衣" and the two idioms together in his mind, but he soon discovered with sadness that his imagination was still limited.

So Zuo Chen turned and asked:

"You said that General Caiyi built a city. Where is that city?"

The old man was silent for a long time, his eyes slightly evasive. He stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction of the wilderness.

Zuo Chen glanced over there, then looked at the old man and said with a smile:

"That should be the top of Wangwu Mountain where the false emperor is."

The old man's expression immediately became extremely embarrassed.

He turned his head stiffly, not daring to look at Zuo Chen.

"Let me guess." Zuo Chen thought for a moment and said, "You have a lot of things for camping in your vehicle. I guess you are preparing for a long journey. You must have been out for a while."

The old man didn't say anything, obviously what Zuo Chen said was right.

"You just pointed to the south, which is the top of Wangwu Mountain where the Pseudo-Emperor is. Your team is unlikely to go to the top of Wangwu Mountain because it is easy to run into the Pseudo-Emperor's men, so you should head to the north. Northwest? Or northeast?

"I traveled from the east to the west for a long time, and I didn't see a single living person along the way. You are the first group I encountered, which means you are most likely the ones who have walked the farthest among the dispatched team.

"So……

"Now, if we just keep going west, we will be able to find that big city?"

Having said this, a golden light flickered slightly in Zuo Chen’s eyes.

He took in all the subtle expressions on the old man's face.

He could clearly see that the other person's dark skin began to turn bloodless, and sweat began to secrete from the pores on his forehead. All the blood in the old man's body was suddenly pumped towards his heart and then rushed to his forehead.

He was panicked, very panicked.

It seems that I guessed right.

What Zuo Chen said just now actually had no actual evidence and was based entirely on logical speculation.

What really confirmed his thoughts was the performance of the old man in front of him.

In view of these people's vigilance, Zuo Chen did not intend to use Taoism to directly pry the location of the city out of their mouths, so he had to use this method.

The old man's lips trembled slightly. He turned his head and glanced at the twenty or so people behind him. Finally, a long sigh came out of his throat.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want you to take me there. I promise you that I will never attack that city. I just want to meet your general and talk to her about how to overthrow the false emperor."

The old man didn't take the second half of the sentence to heart.

This guy is probably just trying to fool himself.

But the other party has already guessed the location of the city, and it seems meaningless for me to persist here.

Finally, I could only sigh:
“I hope you can keep your promise.”

……

Suddenly, thunder roared over the boundless wilderness.

Huge smoke rose out of nowhere and flew in all directions.

In the smoke, a figure jumped out and landed on the ground.

The girl in the brown and yellow windbreaker was holding an axe in her hand.

The axe was extremely long, with a bright red blade, and a murderous aura emanating from the top, which was terrifying.

The girl frowned and muttered:
"Why are you upset?"

And this girl...