activa-t Chapter 428 Crisis
Chapter 428 Crisis
Arriving at the top floor of the clock tower, Yi Qianhuan bit his finger and quickly drew a heart-clearing spell on the palm of his other hand.
The blood-colored Purifying Heart Mantra contains extremely powerful energy. Once released, it can produce effects in the shortest possible time.
But this would take up a lot of her energy.
"Uncrowned Mirror, come out and help me." After forcibly summoning the Uncrowned Mirror, Yi Qianhuan held his breath and concentrated, injecting more national god power into the Qingxin Mantra, "Find a way to do it. No matter what, this Qingxin Mantra must play the greatest role and calm these people down."
The spirit of the Uncrowned Mirror looked at the chaotic streets below and the crowds of people on the streets, and immediately rushed over to stop Yi Qianhuan: "Are you tired of living? The Heart Purifying Mantra is a spell that can only be used on oneself, because many human emotions contain a lot of negative energy! If you use the Heart Purifying Mantra now, it means that you alone will have to bear all the negative energy released and processed by the people present. This is unintentionally a fatal blow to you!"
When too much negative emotions accumulate, they become a kind of energy.
However, there is a limit to the negative energy that each person's body can withstand. Once it exceeds too much, even if Yi Qianhuan is a national god, he cannot withstand such a strong blow.
"I want to find my two sons! For this, I have no other choice!" Yi Qianhuan said, dropping a drop of blood on the Crownless Mirror, "If you really want to do this for my own good, then do everything you can to help me!"
Jing Lingqi was so angry that he jumped up and down. He couldn't understand why there were lunatics like Yi Qianhuan in this world. No matter what he did, he never considered the consequences!
"I really owed you in my previous life, and I came to you in this life to pay you back!" The mirror spirit complained, but still turned into a ray of light and went straight into Yi Qianhuan's body.
Feeling extremely abundant power in an instant, Yi Qianhuan shouted, and the Qingxin Mantra in his hand turned into a blood-colored shadow and flew straight into the sky.
Accompanied by a loud bang, the blood-colored Purifying Heart Mantra was instantly transformed into powder in the air along with a blood-colored light and shadow, and fell on the people below.
All the people were covered in blood-red light.
It was as if they were poured with cold water in an instant, which gradually calmed their panicked hearts.
"All the people don't need to panic! As long as you don't break the lotus lanterns in your hands, the bomb will not explode! Now everyone stand still and don't move. Wait for the Jinyiwei to come and evacuate, so as to avoid causing greater casualties!" At this time, Ji Chilian's voice exploded directly in the air.
After the people calmed down and saw Ji Chilian, their panicked hearts calmed down a lot.
In contrast, Yi Qianhuan's situation is very bad.
Just as the Uncrowned Mirror had predicted, she was under too much negative energy at once, and suddenly felt as if her soul was about to be crushed.
Intense pain attacked her temples. She endured the torment and tried hard to find her two sons in the crowd.
This time, she finally succeeded in finding her two sons in the crowd.
Before Yi Qianhuan could call out the two children's names, a faint smell of gunpowder wafted over from behind her.
Yi Qianhuan turned his head and looked behind him.
She had arrived in too much of a hurry, and she only wanted to restore those innocent people to normal as soon as possible, so she did not notice that there were several people hiding on the top floor of the bell tower.
These figures were all short in stature. They appeared like ghosts, and without exception, they held a large number of lotus lanterns in their hands.
Not only in their hands, but also on their bodies, there were many lotus lanterns wrapped around them, as if they were made of lotus lanterns to make a piece of clothing. Each of them was covered with lotus lanterns, and they were approaching Yi Qianhuan little by little.
The Uncrowned Mirror looked at these children who were only seven or eight years old and shouted loudly: "Get away from me! No one is allowed to get close to my master!"
Surprisingly, after the Uncrowned Mirror finished speaking, all the children who had been swarming over stopped what they were doing without exception.
However, Yi Qianhuan did not take it lightly. He watched the children slowly walk towards the surrounding windows.
Among them, one child pushed open the window and climbed onto the windowsill.
Yi Qianhuan had a strong bad premonition in her heart. She subconsciously opened the long whip at her waist, swung it out and went straight towards the child.
The little boy in linen clothes flew directly over the windowsill.
Boom boom boom——!
The boy fell to the ground, and the lotus lamp on his body broke and exploded from the lamp body to the handle.
The powerful impact caused the entire bell tower to tremble violently. Yi Qianhuan was not paying attention, and the remaining two children directly jumped over the window railings and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
A louder explosion was heard, and this time even Yi Qianhuan almost lost his balance and fell out of the window.
"Yubao, look, it's mother!" Yi Mobao also saw Yi Qianhuan. He looked at Yi Qianhuan's shaky appearance with an anxious expression.
At this time, more children jumped out of the window with lotus lanterns.
Yi Qianhuan wanted to stop it, but was powerless. Instead, he stumbled and flew out of the window.
"Master!" The mirror spirit flew over quickly and grabbed Yi Qianhuan's arm.
Unfortunately, the mirror spirit had limited strength and was unable to pull Yi Qianhuan up successfully.
And at this moment, all the children jumped down the stairs with their lotus lanterns.
"No, mother—!"
"Yi Qian Huan!!"
Hearing the voices of Yi Mobao and Ji Chilian coming from below, Yi Qianhuan wanted to remind them not to panic.
But a huge explosion came from under his feet, and the dazzling flames turned into a pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky, completely swallowing up Yi Qianhuan in a breath.
The terrifying mushroom cloud suddenly spread across a long distance in the air. Amid the strong smell of gunpowder, the foundation of the bell tower completely collapsed, and the towering bell tower was destroyed in an instant.
Such a horrific scene successfully shocked all the people present.
They recalled the scene just now, and all of them were a little bit unbelievable: "Was it the Lord of the State who fell just now?"
"No, it's impossible. The Lord of the State is omnipotent and a god. How could he be plotted against by someone?"
"The Lord of the State is indeed a god, but gods also have human flesh and blood. If they are injured, they will bleed, and if the injury is too severe, they will die!"
"So the Lord of the Kingdom is dead?"
"I think it's terrible. The whole bell tower has collapsed. Even a man of iron can't stand it!"
|"It's over, it's over. If our Yunzhao Kingdom doesn't have a national god, how can we guarantee the prosperity of our country in the future!"
"Shut up! All of you shut up! My mother will not die, not no matter what!" Yi Mobao ran to the ruins of the bell tower and stood still. He looked at the charred ruins in front of him, and his heart gradually grew cold.