My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 406 - 407: Buried History
"This power?"
Long Zhenguo and Verocan’s faces instantly turned extremely grim.
They exchanged glances, seeing unprecedented seriousness in each other’s eyes.
"The Demon Realm... the seal is broken!"
Long Zhenguo’s voice was dry, with a hint of subtle trembling.
The thing he most dreaded to face had ultimately happened!
Moreover, it was at a time when Gu Xing had yet to return from Dragon Island and the Human Race was not fully prepared!
But soon, Long Zhenguo calmed down.
As the supreme commander of the entire Human Race, everyone else could be panicked, but he could not.
He took a deep breath, and his magnificent voice instantly spread to every corner of the Human Race territory:
"All of the Human Race, hear the command! The Demon Race seal is broken, the world-ending catastrophe is upon us!"
"From this moment, enter the highest state of war!"
"All legions, proceed to the defense nodes according to the planned scheme immediately!"
"All Beast Masters, prepare for a battle to the death!"
"For the continuation of the Human Race, fight to the death without retreat!"
Once the order was issued, the enormous war machine of the Human Race started with unprecedented efficiency!
Other races also interspersed within the Human Race, carrying out their mission according to Tushan Yueli’s arrangements.
In the face of racial peril, all races united as one.
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The Ghost Clan Leader, Yu, also sensed this extreme wicked aura.
His face was full of solemnity.
"Qing, take part of the Ghost Race to support the Human Race."
Upon hearing Yu’s command, Qing nodded.
Having decided to cooperate with the Human Race, the Ghost Race must show their stance.
As for why not dispatch the entire race...?
It’s because a portion of the Ghost Race must be left to guard the Forbidden Land of the Ghost Race.
If the Forbidden Land were to break...
That would bring another batch of Demon Race towards the Alternate Space.
"Understood, Clan Leader!"
Without any hesitation, Qing began executing Yu’s orders.
The task of guarding the Forbidden Land naturally fell to Yu.
Fortunately, the Ghost Race currently lacks the Divine Pattern, and it’s certainly not the Demon Race’s primary attack target.
Therefore, even leaving part of the Ghost Race to guard, Yu is confident there will be no mistakes.
Angel Race made the same decision.
Leave part of the Angels to guard the Forbidden Land, while another part will go to the Human Race.
However, in the team going to the Human Race, Liu Xia leads.
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On Dragon Island, the Dragon Race also seemed restless due to the Demonic Qi coming from outside.
Countless mighty dragons let out low, resounding roars filled with the spirit of battle.
Liu Li, Vera, Snow Woman, and Sally gathered together, feeling the suffocating pressure from the sky, faces extremely grave.
"This aura... far surpasses Totem Level!"
Liu Li and Vera’s eyes were full of apprehension.
The inside of the cave was silent.
The Dragon Emperor stood calmly there, seemingly unaffected by the Demonic Qi from outside.
His gaze remained on Gu Xing.
Upon hearing Gu Xing request the Dragon Emperor’s guidance, the Dragon Emperor did not immediately start speaking the supposed truth.
Instead, he shifted topics, mentioning Long Qingyan.
"Qingyan awakened here."
The Dragon Emperor’s voice carried a complex emotion, as he looked at the pile of shattered crystals.
"But since her awakening, I haven’t seen her once, nor... can I."
Gu Xing was shaken upon hearing this.
He guessed Long Qingyan’s noble identity, yet did not expect the Dragon Emperor to refrain from seeing his newly awakened daughter?
The Dragon Emperor did not wait for Gu Xing to ask, his gaze deepened again as he looked at Gu Xing, proposing a request that left Gu Xing dumbfounded:
"Gu Xing, my young friend, before telling you these secrets, I have a favor to ask."
"Your Majesty, please speak. As long as Gu Xing can manage, I will not refuse!"
Gu Xing immediately responded respectfully.
The Dragon Emperor’s agreement to the alliance was a tremendous favor, leaving him at a loss for how to repay.
The Dragon Emperor stared at Gu Xing, speaking each word solemnly:
"I hope that someday, you can find Qingyan and make her... your Contracted Beast."
"What?!"
Gu Xing was utterly stunned, almost thinking he misheard!
To make that unfathomably powerful Dragon Maiden his beast?
Not to mention whether Long Qingyan herself is willing, from a benefit standpoint, how would this help her?
"Your Majesty, this... Miss Qingyan is extraordinarily powerful, supremely esteemed, forming a contract with me does not benefit her, I’m afraid this matter..."
Gu Xing hurriedly tried to politely refuse.
However, the Dragon Emperor shook his head and interrupted him:
"This is not a negotiation, but a request."
His gaze held an enigmatic depth that Gu Xing couldn’t completely grasp.
Gu Xing looked at the Dragon Emperor’s unwavering eyes, his mind flashed thoughts.
He realized that if he didn’t agree, the Dragon Emperor would never reveal everything to him.
Weighing it over multiple times, he took a deep breath and promised solemnly:
"Your Majesty, I cannot guarantee Miss Qingyan will agree."
"But I can promise, if there’s such an opportunity in the future, and Miss Qingyan is willing, I will certainly treat her as a partner!"
Hearing Gu Xing’s earnest answer, the Dragon Emperor’s serious face finally showed a faint smile:
"Good, with your word, that’s enough."
Then, the Dragon Emperor said no more; he raised his hand and gently waved towards the Void.
Suddenly, a massive golden light curtain unfolded before Gu Xing.
On the light curtain, images began to flow, depicting ancient history concerning the entirety of the Alternate Space, sealed away for countless ages!
At the start of the images, the Alternate Space bordered the Demon Abyss, and two vast worlds erupted in a fierce, brutal war.
In those days, the Alternate Space was teeming with strong individuals, overflowing with Totems, even possessing several supreme beings with aura comparable to Demon Gods, revered as "pseudo-gods."
They led a coalition army of all races, battling the invading Demon Race army fiercely until the sky itself seemed to darken.
The war became drawn-out and deadlocked.
Yet the images shifted.
The Demon Abyss’s Demon Gods were nearly immortal, while the strong ones in the Alternate Space, no matter how astonishingly talented, could not withstand the erosion of time.
One by one, the powerful pseudo-gods and dominators, during the prolonged war, either due to severe injuries or exhaustion of lifespan, met their demise.
The balance of victory began inescapably tilting towards the Demon Race.
The defenses of the Alternate Space continuously retracted, all races wailed under the iron hoofs of the Demon Race.
Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor waved again, pausing the images.
He gazed at the furrowed brow of Gu Xing, asking, "After seeing this, do you have any questions?"
Gu Xing snapped back from his shock, asking his biggest puzzle:
"Your Majesty, upon this development, the Alternate Space should have been completely devoured by the Demon Race in Ancient Times."
"Why... why has it persisted till now?"
"Moreover, it seems that for a long time, the Demon Race did not launch a large-scale invasion?"
This was the most incoherent part!
According to the images, when the top-tier battle strength of the Alternate Space waned, there should be no force to halt the steps of the Demon Gods.
The Dragon Emperor’s deep golden eyes flickered with reminiscences.
He did not answer directly but let the images continue to flow.
In the imagery, the defenses of the Alternate Space crumbled entirely, Demonic Qi obscuring the sky.
Only two pseudo-gods—Dragon Emperor and Elf Empress—remained, drenched in blood, facing several Demon Gods in a last stand, at their end’s force.
The demise of the entire Alternate Space seemed imminent.
"Back then, the Elf Empress and I were the final hope."
"By conventional reasoning, the doom of the Alternate Space was inevitable."
With these words, he paused slightly, his gaze once more settling on Gu Xing.
That gaze became incredibly profound, seemingly penetrating through time.
"But..."
The Dragon Emperor’s voice was filled with endless sentiment.
"In the most despairing moment, a turning point emerged."
"Someone... a ’variable’ not meant for that era, a true ’Savior,’ descended."
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