Chapter 1113 Li Zhan, Shame on the Human Race
"Within a quarter of an hour, I want to know where Li Zhan went and what happened to him!"
A royal order flew out of the hall!
Soon, all the people in the Black Armor Military Intelligence Department spread across the entire Ten Thousand Races battlefield took action.
In less than a moment, the news was transmitted to Ge Xiu's sound transmission note.
"Five days ago, the Yellow Armor Army of the 12th battlefield finally prepared a batch of vital supplies for the 9th battlefield!"
"The five kings of the Yellow Armor Army used themselves as bait to protect the three strongest men. They secretly sent the supplies across the human domain to the Ninth Battlefield...!"
"Three days ago, the Yellow Armored Battleship arrived at the ninth battlefield area. When crossing the space, it was attacked by the Wood Tribe... Lord Marquis Li Zhan personally led his men there!"
In addition to this information, we also found the spatial coordinates that Li Zhan left behind when he left...
"Nothing can happen to that batch of supplies, otherwise... our human race will be doomed!"
"Li Zhan! You can't die!"
boom!
Ge Xiu suddenly rushed out of the hall and called out, "Fei'er!"
A war horse with wings on its back and green light spreading all over its body came rapidly.
Ge Xiu took a step forward, and the purple space rules fluorescence bloomed under his feet, and he teleported instantly!
The next moment, his figure appeared on the back of the warhorse, and he took out a boundary-breaking talisman, and was about to break through the space...
At this moment, the sound transmission note inside the space bracelet vibrated again.
"Li Zhan!" Ge Xiu was overjoyed.
A message came from Li Zhan's voice, but it only had two words... "Don't come!"
"Li Zhan, what on earth happened?" Ge Xiu asked loudly into the sound transmission note.
There was no reply.
At this moment, a stream of light came rapidly.
Only the other three kings in black armor have the right to fly in front of Ge Xiu's palace.
Ge Xiu looked up.
Among the four black-armored kings, the young girl king, Tu Yuwei, descended in front of Ge Xiu.
"Lord Ge Xiu, is this about Lord Li Zhan?" Tu Yuwei's face turned pale.
Obviously she came here for this matter as well.
"You've come at the right time. Come with me to nothingness and talk while walking!" Ge Xiu said anxiously.
"King Ge Xiu, have you also received the news sent back by King Li Zhan?" Tu Yuwei asked.
Ge Xiu frowned, and seeing that Tu Yuwei had no intention of going with him, he could only quickly tell her what happened.
"I got a message from him, too!"
Tu Yuwei took out a sound transmission talisman and released Li Zhan's voice.
"I know I can't survive. Tell the writer and Ge Xiu not to delay for me..."
The voice was intermittent, as if Li Zhan was hurriedly delivering a message during a battle.
"A traitor has emerged from Huangjia. Mengliang and Wushi, the two kings are dead!"
"Supplies are lost. Li Zhan, you are so ashamed of the human race...!"
The sound stopped suddenly!
Ge Xiu stood there in a daze.
"I can't survive... I can't survive...!" Ge Xiu muttered.
His tears rolled down from his eyes. He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, as if trying desperately to hold back his tears.
But the tears fell fiercely...
Ge Xiu and Li Zhan were born in different periods. Ge Xiu is three thousand years older than Li Zhan!
They both come from the same world!
Because of this reason, Ge Xiu and Li Zhan have always been the closest...
They are all kings and fellow countrymen.
They are also comrades-in-arms...
For thousands of years, we have shared the same bed and drank the same wine...
We drank and chatted countless times, and looked forward to the future for the human race countless times.
They had made a vow...
If we survive this life, we will fight for humanity side by side until the end of our lives...
If you die, you will return to your homeland, live next to each other, live in peace in a corner, and no longer care about the rise and fall of the human race!
Ge Xiu still clearly remembers that day, Li Zhan was drunk, tugged at his sleeve, and begged him to become sworn brothers!
Ge Xiu was also drunk at the time, so she agreed to his request...
The two knelt before their ancestors' tablets and made the same vows...
We don’t ask for knowing each other in the previous life, and we don’t ask for meeting again in the next life!
They only ask for this life...
"Who says I have no clothes...I will share my clothes with you!" Ge Xiu muttered unconsciously.
It seemed as if there was a voice mixed in with his voice, and it seemed to be Li Zhan!
clang clang...
At this moment, the sound of a bell echoed throughout the Black Armor Fortress.
That bell! There is a name called...Death Bell!
When the king falls, the whole clan mourns!
The death knell has not rung for thousands of years.
Every black-armored king will leave a mark of his soul in the death knell.
If he dies, the death knell will toll on its own, no need to send a message, tell the human race that the king is no longer here, no need to grieve...
A human-shaped shadow gradually rose into the sky. He was wearing a green shirt and was as handsome as jade.
That was the last mark left by King Li Zhan in this world.
He seemed to have his own will, overlooking the entire fortress...
At this moment, the whole city was filled with crying, and the atmosphere of grief swept towards the sky.
Countless human beings, whether ordinary people or black-armored warriors, knelt all over the city.
Faintly, everyone seemed to hear a sigh coming down from the sky.
Everyone looked up at the shadow, which gradually disappeared in the sky...
Ge Xiu seemed not to hear the bell, nor to see the shadow.
"It's just a soul imprint. It will eventually dissipate."
Maybe he just couldn't bear to look at it, and didn't dare to look at it.
I am afraid that after watching this, I will cry out loud and lose my dignity as a king... and the morale of the black-armored soldiers will be broken!
"That batch of supplies must be taken back!" Tu Yuwei said.
"Where is the writer?" Ge Xiu raised her head, the tears on her face had dried.
After all, he is the king of the human race. Although he knows sadness, he is better at hiding it than ordinary people.
"Three months ago, the old king killed nine demigods of the Wood Clan. One month ago, news came from the Angel Clan that the old king had penetrated deep into the enemy territory and killed four six-winged angels in a row... He was sniping everywhere, trying to repel several major fence-sitting tribes!" Tu Yuwei said.
"That means we can't get in touch with him!" Ge Xiu sighed.
I’m afraid the old man couldn’t have predicted that such a big thing would happen now!
"The old man has crossed the great world and cannot send messages, but he will return in the next few days!"
"But those supplies can't wait for him to come back. Without him, we can't open the ancestral formation!"
The angels were able to kill Li Zhan and three other kings. If they wanted to take back the supplies...they had to activate the human race's ancestral formation at all costs!
"If we can gather four human kings, the Four Symbols Killing Formation can be activated!"
"But there are only two of us, even if we include my Fei'er...!"
Ge Xiu slowly lowered his head and gently stroked the warhorse under him: "We only have three king-level ones!"
"Have you forgotten that person?" Tu Yuwei said.
Hearing this, Ge Xiu immediately thought of something.
"The one from the Book Reader's family?"
The king who wrote the book has long lost his family and only has an old servant.
The Book King has been able to travel around without worry over the years only because he left behind an old servant to guard the front line under his command!
Although I am not a king, I have one foot at the king level!
The most important thing is that the old servant has a life-saving ability, which is to put out the fire!
Like a moth flying into a flame, how could one be stingy even if it burns itself?
