"Conquer soldiers from below, plan from the top and attack with heart. The things recorded in ancient human books are the same as my thoughts. I have to say that human beings are very smart."

"Aqi, you are thinking recklessly. Strength is important, but it should only be used when you have no choice. You must learn to understand other people's emotions and thoughts, so that you can strategize and win a thousand miles away."

"I can use my brain, but I will never do it..."

…

This guy who only thinks about winning through outsmarting, but today he chooses to fight in the way he once despised the most.

Just to save him from the execution ground.

He felt unhappy.

I have been using you, but you treat me as a relative.

How absurd.

More and more enemies come to the execution ground for support, and the Mist Lord gradually becomes weak.

At this time, he was not the overlord who would stand 1500 years later, let alone the psionic tribe that had developed for hundreds of years.

Although he is very talented, he also has great strength.

But under the siege, they still fell into a disadvantage.

Just when the psychic tribe and the military soldiers thought they could disperse the blood mist soon and capture or kill the Lord of the Mist, the blood mist suddenly spread rapidly and enveloped the world.

Immediately afterwards, the blood mist sank, wrapping everyone who came to besiege in the blood mist.

Facing the blood mist package, they struggled to break through, but for a while they were unable to break through the blood mist blockade.

At this time, the figure of the Lord of the Mist broke through the blood mist and landed on the execution platform.

Blood dripped down his body onto the execution platform. His face was filled with Feng Qi's familiar smile, and he walked to Feng Qi step by step with blood seals.

"Aqi, I'll take you home."

The metal shackles wrapped around his body were torn off, and the Lord of Mist bent down to carry him, who was covered in wounds.

"You shouldn't have come." Feng Qi suppressed the emotion in his heart and said.

"You're here, don't worry about it." The Lord of the Mist said with a smile on his face, not caring.

"Let's go back to Star City." As he said that, the Lord of Mist floated into the air.

Looking back at the sea of ​​blood still surging in the sky, he flew into the distance without hesitation.

During the flight, the Mist Lord's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The blood sea is the origin of his life, and the blood stone is also integrated into the blood sea.

If he gave up the sea of ​​blood, his life would have no support.

During the flight, he kept coughing up thin blood and his face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he didn't stop, and continued to fly hard with the remaining energy and blood in his body.

This time it's me to protect you.

Finally, they flew out of Old City.

At this time, the Lord of Mist had white hair and his face was also covered with wrinkles.

He could no longer fly and fell from the air onto a hillside with Feng Qi.

After the heavy impact on the grassland on the hillside, the Lord of Mist trembled and struggled to stand up, and once again carried Feng Qi, who was unable to move.

Step by step, he walked firmly into the distance.

Sunset and dusk seemed to indicate that the life of the Lord of the Mists would come to an end.

Lying on the Lord of Mist's back, Feng Qi's heart was filled with sadness.

He could feel that the Lord of Mists was running out of gas at this time.

This feeling of powerlessness made it difficult for him to breathe.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when night fell, the Lord of Mist suddenly fell to the ground.

Under the moonlight, the Lord of Mist used the remaining strength in his body to start paddling on the soil with trembling hands.

"Aqi...this is the trajectory of the flesh and blood cauldron...with my dream...continue to move towards the top."

"go by yourself!"

"The origin of life is broken and maybe it can be reunited... But now I have lost it... It is impossible to live... Go down for me... Enjoy the scenery at the top."

As he spoke, the Lord of Mist shed tears of blood from his eyes.

He was once afraid of death, but at this moment, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

At least this time I didn't retreat.

Feeling the rapid passage of vitality in his body, many past events came to his mind.

With the future of the Mist Tribe on our shoulders, the long journey of conquest has finally come to an end.

I've failed my people's expectations, I'm sorry...

Opening his eyes, he looked at Feng Qi, his eyes full of expectation.

"I heard that the scenery at the top is very beautiful... truly unrestrained... no more worries and sorrows... Aqi..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

The mysterious power that could once help the Lord of the Mists to resurrect from desperate situations did not appear this time, and all hope remained in the sea of ​​blood.

Feng Qi also fell into a coma at this time.

…

half year later.

Outside the old city, Longlin Slope.

In front of the tombstone, Feng Qi ate the tributes with a smile on his face.

"You Mist people are really weird. What kind of weird custom is it to eat the tributes of the dead... But last time you ate mine, do I get it back this time?"

"Do you think I am a lone star of evil, specializing in conquering people around me? I think the Lord of the Mist is the overlord standing 1500 years later, and this line of sacrifice has been conquered by me..."

Looking at the tombstone, Feng Qi kept talking.

Past events flooded through my mind, making my eyes blurred by the wind and sand.

Half a year ago, after the Lord of the Mist took him out of the Old City, the Scarlet Team, which had already arrived in the Old City, quickly rushed to support based on their positioning, and finally took him and the Lord of the Mist away.

When he woke up, the Lord of the Mist, who had lost the source of life, was dead and his body was cold.

His situation is also very bad.

The psychic race had modified his body and had no intention of letting him live.

His connection with the Demon Dragon Rune Crystal has been severed, which is equivalent to cutting off his life.

The Scarlet Research Institute has thought of countless ways to extend his life.

For example, equip him with a new rune crystal to extend his life, but this method is too risky.

His body has been completely fused with the Demonic Dragon Rune Crystal. If the energy of the two replacement rune crystals conflicts, the probability of his survival is less than 1%.

As for other methods, they all failed.

He now needs to use the gene needles from the Scarlet Research Institute every day to stay alive.

As of today, his body has become immune to the gene injection, and his life will come to an end.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Feng Qi stood up at this moment.

Before leaving, he had one more thing to finish.

Over the years, with the help of the Scarlet Research Institute, he has absorbed a large amount of mottled spiritual power.

Everything is for today.

Although he did this out of motivation, he didn't think he was wrong.

Everyone in the world said that domain creatures were cruel, but he saw many excellent qualities in the Lord of the Mist.

Even if everyone says it is not good, he is good to himself.

He had to recognize this feeling.

This time, he wanted to put an end to this relationship.

Morning fog enveloped the hillside at this time.

Looking at the gray morning mist, he couldn't tell whether it was redemption or the abyss.

As the figure walked past, a glimmer of crystal light fell in the fog.

…

Outside the old city.
To be continued...