Chapter 590 Narcolepsy

The Falling Sun Empire, the imperial capital.

In the imperial study of the imperial palace, the emperor sat on the throne, flipping through the piles of memorials on the table.

[The southern part of the empire was attacked by a large number of Chosen Ones. Ningcheng, Black Crow City, Yingjiang City, and Black Water City have all fallen. Baishui City is in danger and urgently needs support. Among them, the Chosen Ones above level 40 are known to be: Long Wudi (good at close combat), Nanfeng (good at long-range attack), Xiao Luo (good at swordsmanship), Feiying (good at assassination)...]

[In the northwest of the empire, a small number of Chosen Ones attacked and Bingcheng fell. Among them, the Chosen Ones above level 40 are known to be: Catherine (good at swordsmanship)...]

[In the eastern part of the empire, Huazhou City, near the Sun and Moon Mountains, fell. There were no casualties in the city, but the people in the city seemed to be under evil magic and were extremely sleepy. The reason has not been found out yet. 】

【A large number of cities in the Wedeka Empire fell, including Weixing Island and Alka Town...】

【A large number of cities in the Haoyue Empire fell, and the Lord of Haoyue was furious and sent the nine guardians of the Moon God Palace to support everywhere...】

"Hehe, the wolfish ambitions of this group of Chosen Ones can no longer be hidden after all."

The Emperor flipped through the memorial and laughed coldly.

On the first day of learning that the Chosen Ones had arrived, the Emperor had already informed the other major empires, hoping that everyone could join forces to kill all the Chosen Ones of this generation.

Otherwise, when these Chosen Ones grow up, what awaits them is destruction.

But the major empires did not take this matter too seriously.

Only at the beginning, the major empires dispatched a large number of troops to encircle and suppress the Chosen Ones everywhere. Later, as time went on, everyone turned a blind eye.

The first is that the Chosen Ones are too difficult to catch. It takes a lot of time and effort for most of the day. Let alone catching the Chosen Ones, it is a problem whether you can find one.

The second reason is that the Chosen Ones were not a big threat at that time. They were only over level 30 and could not pose a threat to the major empires.

The third reason is that some of the high-ranking people among the natives did not want to be enemies with the Chosen Ones. Because they knew the origins of the Chosen Ones and knew that offending the Chosen Ones would not bring good results, so they just pretended.

Under these reasons, the Chosen Ones developed steadily for several months.

Now, there are more than a hundred Chosen Ones above level 40.

They need a city as a foundation to expand their power and develop their economy.

The most important thing is that the fog in the Ancient Forest is getting thinner and thinner, and the Chosen Ones need their own territory to accommodate ordinary people in the fog.

So occupying the cities of the natives is inevitable.

"Why don't these idiots understand?"

"There is no possibility of peaceful coexistence between us and the Chosen Ones."

"Either we die or they die. Hasn't it always been like this since ancient times?"

The Emperor murmured, his eyes swept over the many memorials on the table, and then picked up one of them.

This memorial records the events about Huazhou City.

Huazhou City is close to the Sun and Moon Mountains. A month ago, the mayor of Huazhou City seemed to have disappeared and no longer reported to the imperial capital about the situation in Huazhou City.

The imperial capital immediately sent an inspector to Huazhou City, and found that the people in the entire Huazhou City seemed to be possessed by evil spirits.

The residents in the city seemed to be normal, but they did not go out or work. Every day, they slept except for eating.

They had to sleep more than 20 hours a day!

The inspector knew that this matter was unusual and did not dare to stay in Huazhou City for a long time, so he hurried back to the imperial capital.

But on his way back, he often fell to the ground and fell asleep while walking.

The journey that was originally about five days took the inspector 13 days!

This is not the most terrible thing. The terrible thing is that this symptom is contagious. Anyone who has had contact with the inspector has all suffered from narcolepsy and often falls asleep in the middle of talking.

This symptom, which is more terrible than the plague, has made the people of the imperial capital panic.

The ministers in the imperial capital were also racking their brains, not knowing how to solve the problem.

"Narcolepsy? Haha, Dream God, what a trick."

Others didn't know what was going on, but how could the emperor not know?

He had fought with the Dream God before, and he knew at a glance that this was the Dream God's trick.

Putting down the memorial, the emperor closed his eyes and lowered his head to think for a moment.

"There are the most chosen ones in the southern border, and there is Tang Chengyun, the old man who is a traitor, sitting in charge. I should have dealt with them first."

"But, the Dream God is my biggest worry."

"Narcolepsy... Haha, Dream God, you don't want these ants to help you practice in your dreams, do you? I won't let you do what you want."

The emperor quickly made up his mind and decided to go to Huazhou City first.

But the emperor would not leave the southern border alone.

"My great country has more than just me, a level 45 warrior. Those old guys should also contribute."

The Emperor took out a Kirin token and threw it out of the imperial study.

The token shuttled through the imperial palace and soon flew in front of an old man.

The Emperor's voice rang in the old man's ears: "Teacher, you take the emperor's order and go find those old guys to suppress the rebels in Southern Xinjiang."

The old man's eyes, which were only white, flashed a fierce light.

He said respectfully: "Yes, sir."

………………

The southern part of the Yori Empire.

As the 'rebels in Southern Xinjiang', Nanfeng and Xiao Luo (blackened version) once again set foot on the road to Baishui City.

Xiao Luo (blackened version) was covered in a black robe, with only the lower half of his face exposed.

He asked in a low voice: "Why don't we fly over?"

Nanfeng put his hands in his pockets: "It's too conspicuous to fly over. Who knows if there are any masters in Baishui City? What if I fly over directly and get shot down?"

"Okay." Xiao Luo (blackened version) nodded silently.

Nanfeng suddenly remembered something, looked at Xiao Luo (blackened version) with his peripheral vision, and asked calmly: "I heard that Mr. Hu died. Did you kill him?"

Xiao Luo (blackened version) was slightly stunned and said coldly: "Yes."

Nanfeng: "Why kill him? Didn't I say that I would leave him to Shen Pan?"

Xiao Luo (blackened version) was silent for a while, and slowly said: "I didn't mean it, but I didn't expect him to be so fragile and die while playing."

"Is that so..."

Nanfeng nodded slightly, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Su Zeran told him that the real reason for Mr. Hu's death was that he was stabbed through the heart by a sword.

This is different from what Xiao Luo (blackened version) said.

Why did Xiao Luo, this clone, lie?

What did he want to hide?

Forget it, why should I think about these things... Nan Feng smiled and shook his head.

No matter what he is hiding, I don't know, doesn't Xiao Luo know?

After all, he is just a clone of Xiao Luo. What he is thinking and what he has done, can he hide it from Xiao Luo himself?