My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 302
As Tang Cai'er's words fell.

Visible to the naked eye, the girl named Wang Xintong in front of her had a look of horror in her eyes.

Obviously, she didn't expect that the final answer would be this.

"The elixir of death..."

Shouldn't this thing be completely created by those stinking Taoist priests who deceived the emperor into defrauding funds?
In the end, he went too far, causing himself to react. In anger, the emperors tortured and executed the demons who dared to deceive them one by one.

Wang Xintong vaguely felt that the worldview she had re-established over the years was slightly shaken.

No, believe in yourself, immortality does not exist.

If this thing really existed, why didn't any of the most powerful emperors in history really achieve immortality?

Even if my heart is turned upside down.

But the look of shock on his face only lasted a moment.

She quickly regained control of her expression.

Prevent the other party from obtaining more information from you through your own gaffes.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't have time to ask further.

Then he heard the sound of the gears reactivating according to the instructions of the secret key, which was the center of the mechanism that Akito would never theoretically be able to find.

But, how long does it take!

No matter how superb Mingren's Luban skills were, he would never be able to figure out the layout of the entire underground palace in such a short period of time and successfully find the whereabouts of himself and others.

There are only two possibilities.

Either the Ming Ting discovered the underground palace long ago and started cracking it a long time ago.

But considering that the completion of the underground palace will only take two months.

Unlikely.

Then there is only one possibility.

"There are traitors from the Wenxiang Society and the complete underground palace drawings in the Ming army. We must withdraw as soon as possible..."

With that said, Wang Xintong stood up.

She kicked towards the loom in front of her that was still working creakingly.

While she was destroying physical evidence to prevent Ming Ting from tracking her.

The wall behind him turned into a stone door again.

Tang Xiuying and the other three stood tightly together, holding weapons and staring ahead.

Nervously waiting for Wang Xintong to open the stone door leading to the ground above the stone steps behind him.

At this moment, I heard the sound of swords and armor clashing behind the stone gate in front of me, as well as the heavy breathing of the Ming court warriors.

Even if the ground is already covered with Ming troops who have been waiting for a long time, there is nothing to worry about.

For these people.

As a family of rebels and thieves, they were captured by the Ming court, and death was a luxury for them.

As long as Ming Ting hasn't squeezed all the secrets out of them.

As long as they are alive, they still have some value to Ming Ting.

Then what awaits them is endless torture with no hope of death.

As the stone door slowly opened——

Dozens of firearms were aimed at several demon girls in front of them at the same time.

Looking at the big guns specially designed by Ming Ting to deal with these strange people in the world, even Tang Xiuying couldn't help but tighten her pupils.

"open!"

Accompanied by a calm command from a middle-aged man!

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion wearing iron armor immediately opened fire.

The huge explosion propelled those thumb-sized large-caliber iron bullets, flying out carrying dazzling flames.

The iron bullets split into pieces in the air and shot towards a few people who were already in a small space, making it difficult to dodge.

Lu Song, the commander of the Jinyiwei capital who was wearing the Jinyiwei Feiyu uniform, looked at the white smoke produced after the fire cannon was fired in front of him, but did not let the soldiers attack immediately.

Instead, he noticed the closed stone door on the stone steps not far away.

After confirming that no one escaped.

He waved his hand and ordered the second team of muskets to shoot into the smoke.

Standing next to Lu Song was a young man who looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

It was Zhu Houcong's childhood playmate Lu Bing.Considering that this guy has quite a reputation in history.

Zhu Houcong specially checked his bones.

Top grade spiritual root, surprisingly not bad.

Therefore, Lu Bing was specially given a flying fish suit and a hereditary position of thousands of households.

The Lu family now has a total of two positions that can be used as favors.

Therefore, Lu Song was extremely serious when Zhu Houcong stayed in Beijing to work in these years.

And in order to repay the emperor's kindness, he inherited all the two positions bestowed by the emperor.

Zhu Houcong recently heard that this guy had taken two more concubines.

Although this old guy already has four sons, he is still always ready to rejuvenate his life.

After all, this guy didn't mess around. He married the daughter of a refugee from somewhere in the south who fled to the north due to war.

Being able to give others a way to survive can barely be considered a good deed.

After Zhu Houcong found out, he didn't bother to care about him.

At this time, Lu Bing, who was beside Lu Song, was holding the Yan Fei Dao, staring at the white mist in front of him, looking nervous, and a slight trace of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

"Don't hesitate! Swinging from side to side is the most taboo thing in the battle formation!"

Lu Song looked at the white mist that had a faint smell of blood as rows of muskets fired continuously.

Holding the knife in one hand, he gently put his hand on Lu Bing's shoulder with the other and scolded.

"Yes--"

Lu Bing replied.

He stared at the white mist not far away.

Along with the smell of blood, there is also a faint smell.

There is even more golden color lingering and swaying in it.

Like the ancient Buddha coming to this world.

Compared to Lu Bing, Lu Song was not surprised by the strange skills of the monsters in front of him.

After all, he was an imperial prisoner appointed by the emperor, so he was not that easy to kill.

Lu Song slowly drew the knife.

As the earliest batch, the group of Jin Yiwei only followed Luo An, Wang Zuo and others.

Lu Song's strength is considered to be top-notch even among the Jinyi Guards.

What's more, he also has extraordinary martial arts skills that he developed while guarding the imperial court for nearly 40 years before becoming King Xingxian.

He wiped the blade with his hand.

The fire of the dragon bird clings to it and burns blazingly.

Venting his inner excitement at this moment.

Under the orders of the emperor, kill the monsters.

"Today is the time for you to make great achievements!"

Lu Song said, ignoring the resentful looks in the mist.

Holding the knife, he slowly walked into the battlefield in front of him that was filled with the smell of saltpeter and sulfur.

The imperial guards behind them showed their weapons one after another.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion behind him formed three rows, and together with the soldiers of the Fifth Military Battalion, they firmly guarded the entrance.

In fact, for most of the demons in the Ming Dynasty who mastered different arts.

The Ming army's firecrackers and heavily armored warriors were a huge threat.

As long as there are enough, they can kill demons with most of the magic in the world.

The few in front of them obviously belong to the first class of demons who cannot be classified as the majority.

In this case, we need to wait for the emperor's personal guards to take action.

To eradicate this disaster for the world.

Lu Song thought.

He stared at the people in front of him, without exception, all of them were scarred under the fire of the Ming army.

The evil cultists whose clothes are dyed red with blood.

(End of this chapter)