Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 279 The Death of the Strongest Night Watchman
You can see violent noises spreading in the distance.

As you get closer, you can hear sounds like those of an evil spirit.

"die!"

The power of nightmare erupted, and the first thing Chen Ningan saw was a rainstorm that broke in the middle and tore the clouds apart.

A silver flower bloomed, its energy was extremely terrifying, and every petal contained incredible nightmare power.

Often, when they collide, the nightmares in the petals affect each other, forming a terrifying formation of a fatal blow.

The rain was shattered by the ground flowers, and the source of the nightmare fell into the silver flowers.

"Don't force me!"

A strong voice was heard, and there was actually someone on the ground. It was Chen An, Chen Ning'an's previous life.

He stood in the middle, unaffected by the siege.

And all around, there were night watchmen one after another, either on the top of the mountain, behind the rocks, or in the air, and none of them was below the out-of-control level.

Unless it gets out of control, it will not even be qualified to participate in this war.

The closest to Chen An were three expressionless people.

Man-made disaster!

This is the foundation of the New Qin, three human disasters, the nightmare power that controls the complete body, without human emotions, like machines.

These three man-made disasters caused great trouble to Chen An.

His figure was confined here, with deep waters beneath his feet, with nowhere to gain support and nowhere to hide.

A human disaster opened its mouth, and its tongue grew teeth one after another, flying towards Yinhua.

There seemed to be a "crunch" sound, and the silver flower made a crisp sound when biting, as if trying to bite it off.

But that silver flower, every piece of it is a nightmare, and the nightmares are not repulsive, but mutually reinforcing, constantly strengthening.

The metallic luster flickered, and the tongue actually began to metalize. The silver flower rotated slightly, allowing the tongue and the human disaster to move towards Chen An and approach him.

He is so powerful! As the strongest night watchman, he still does not lose even when besieged.

In fact, his momentum was rapidly increasing, and he became more and more courageous as the battle went on. In the end, the tongue of the human disaster was completely pulled out.

The source of the nightmare was drained, and the human disaster fell, no longer qualified to participate in the battle.

"Come!"

The silver flower glowed brightly and took the initiative to approach the second human disaster.

"You brainless people, listen to the Qin Emperor's incompetence and incompetence, and I will wake you up today!"

With this collision, the nightmare power of the human disaster was crushed by Yinhua again.

At this time, the azure light kept flickering on the silver flower, clearly condensing a large amount of nightmare power and becoming nutrients for the petals.

It seems that the situation is getting stronger with each setback.

There is only one man-made disaster left.

The night watchmen looked at each other, none of them looking very happy.

"too strong."

A night watchman sighed: "If I were to face him alone, I would probably be killed instantly!"

"He took our nightmares, seized them, and replaced their owners."

Nightmares are almost impossible to kill, but the fact that nightmares are immortal does not mean that the people who have nightmares are immortal.

Chen An replaced them and fought more and more terrifyingly under siege!
"His flower had only two petals at first, but now it has eleven."

Someone raised the main question: "Look, we have been fighting for so long, and our siege is of no use at all."

Yes, there is no sign of fatigue on Chen An. He has been fighting for almost ten years, but he is still full of energy!

Damn it, we have to find a way!

There were too many night watchmen here. Chen An sat cross-legged on the ground and sneered, "Everyone, don't stop. Don't let me rest."

He is really powerful, and there is an illusion that he is a god on earth.

Chen Ning'an hid in the haze, his brows furrowed.

This matches his memories from his previous life.

It was here that he died and was buried, and all the Night Watchmen here died, with no one surviving.

"In the end what happened?"

He squatted down, holding his head, and thought hard, but he just couldn't figure it out.

This battle marks the end of the Night Watch and the beginning of the Lantern Bearer.

"Damn it, my head is so big."

Chen Ning'an sighed and decided to wait and see the situation.

His soul spread out, locking onto every variable here, not missing any details.

There are more than thirty nightmare-level statues here!
More people are out of control, perhaps because there is no consumption. There are hundreds of them here, and they can be said to be the night watchmen of the entire New Qin.

And those that fail to reach the point of being out of control will eventually be abandoned during the correction.

At this moment, Chen Ning'an's eyes moved and he saw an acquaintance.

It was a cholera-inducing, delirious black fog that exuded the power of nightmares.

That black fog is the mastermind behind Mucheng's S value.

Mu Cheng had already seen that the other party had dragged away the stars and the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, we meet again in this past time.

Chen Ningan's heart moved. Since that person participated in the siege on him, why did he survive?
He moved and approached the man.

The other person still looks young and has not changed in decades, either in the past or in the future.

"meet again."

Chen Ning'an's voice rang in this man's ears, and he turned around abruptly. Who was approaching him silently?
If I attack from this distance, I won't have any time to prepare.

"you are?"

He didn't look very good because the person next to him couldn't see his face clearly.

"Have we met?"

He had no impression of it.

"Haha, you are not as good as you will be in the future."

Chen Ning'an raised the corner of his mouth, isolated his soul around him, and spoke the same words to him.

He just stretched out his hand, and all the black mist on the S-value mastermind was blown away.

Chen Ning'an looked at him and said, "You don't know me yet, but I know you."

"Can you tell me your name now?"

How impressive! The mist on Chen Ning'an's face dissipated, revealing his true appearance.

"you!"

The young man's pupils shrank into needle points!

"Chen An!"

He turned back suddenly, but Chen An was still being besieged and confronted.

Then what is this thing in front of me? How can there be two people who look exactly the same?
"It's Chen Ningan."

Chen Ningan smiled: "Why, are you shocked?"

He liked the expression on the other person's face when he saw him, that mixture of astonishment, horror, puzzlement, bewilderment and chaos.

Few people have such complicated emotions because they usually do not experience them deeply, and they only become so when facing life-threatening situations.

"When you took away the stars and the setting sun, I was really scared."

Chen Ning'an laughed, now everything is reversed.

The one who was most frightened was the other party.

"what's your name?"

He asked again, not too hastily, giving him time to digest it.

"My name is Zhang Jia."

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, the nightmare almost got out of control.

"But I don't know you, really, and why do you look so much like him?"

He also saw that Chen Ning'an did not want to kill him, and had many questions to ask.

They are so similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

"Because, he is indeed me, but he is not me."

Chen Ning'an smiled slightly: You can understand that I come from the future.

"time?"

Zhang Jia seemed to understand, and then his face turned bitter.

"You came from the future, which means we failed, but you are not dead." Now that he is back, if they join forces, how can they be opponents?

"Do not."

Chen Ningan denied again: "You are wrong, you succeeded, I am dead."

died?

Zhang Jia found that he understood every word Chen Ningan said, but he could not understand them at all when they were put together.

"I was him in my previous life."

He smiled and said, "I came here today just because I happened to have a whim and wanted to see how I died."

Who would have such a bad taste? Zhang Jia turned his head slightly and said, "Are you sure you didn't come here on purpose?"

Did you come here on purpose?

Chen Ningan was smiling one second, and the next second, his face looked ugly.

"Tell me, does Xin Qin have any killer tricks?"

He asked very seriously, this is very important.

The soul quickly scanned the surroundings and could no longer see anyone else.

"All the Night's Watchmen are here. If we fail, Emperor Qin will probably have to take action himself."

The current Qin Emperor is in the period of transition between the old and the new. It is impossible that the old Qin Emperor will come and fight Chen An to the death.

"No, it's impossible."

In Chen Ning'an's memory, the old Qin Emperor died of old age, and the new Qin Emperor Ying Duwu ascended the throne, so it was impossible for the Qin Emperor to come here.

So, what is the result?

He looked at so many nightmares here. The Night Watchmen had a strong foundation, and each one of them was an unrepeatable legend.

They are also pitiful people who are forced into a desperate situation, and they are also hateful people who do all kinds of evil.

Chen Ning'an's eyes kept moving, feeling that a line was about to be opened.

These night watchmen are so delicious.

He wiped his saliva and had an urge to kill them all.

Killed them all...

The next second, he suddenly remembered that Zhang Jia was the only surviving night watchman, and he was now by his side.

If there really was an accident, a back-up plan, then it could be... himself?
"It's me?"

Chen Ning'an murmured to himself, the more he looked, the more certain he became.

“No wonder I have no memory of what happened. If I were to take action now, all of this would be possible.

He raised his head, and the light in his eyes was frightening.

"This year is 98, the year of my death, and I am here again, so the timeline matches."

Next, all that remains is the event.

"what's on your mind?"

Zhang Jia was trembling and shuddering a little, because the aura emanating from Chen Ning'an was very dangerous at this moment.

It's like a cannonball is pointed right at you.

"I understand."

Chen Ningan smiled at him and said, "Zhang Jia, no wonder you survived."

He stretched out his hand, holding a handful of fire leaves. Each fire leaf was painted with silver lines, which was magnificent.

"I understand now. It turns out that all this is caused by me."

He took a deep breath and started to plan unconsciously. Now, it is finally coming to an end.

He floated the fire leaves in his hand into the sky.

"Now that I have finished my business here, I want to go to that world, to the other side of the mountain."

Chen Ning'an spoke softly, and only Zhang Jia heard his voice.

where is that?

He had an idea in his mind and made a mental note that it must be a good place.

What are these red leaves?

They fluttered like feathers and fell onto the battlefield.

what is that?
Chen An frowned in the silver flowers, his heart began to beat with a deep sense of uneasiness.

How could he be uneasy? He knew everyone here very well, and it was impossible for them to die.

After dealing with them, he will deal with Emperor Qin and reshape the world.

"What are these?"

There is a nightmare-level object as big as a list. I reached out to touch it. The fire leaves were warm and the silver patterns on them looked very beautiful.

“You can’t reshape it.”

A sigh echoed in everyone's ears.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Light, silver light, then white, and later, black.

There was no sound at all; even the shock wave was melted and cut off.

Zhang Jia stretched out his hand and touched his surroundings in a daze. He could not see anything. Everything was white, even his hands were white.

"what happens?"

He was shouting, he could hear his own voice, but he still couldn't see.

"Quiet."

This was another sound. Closing my eyes had no effect at all. There was nothing that could block the light. In the end, everything calmed down.

The sound of water returned.

The ground here has completely disappeared, and the waters flowing in from the distance seem to never be able to fill this place.

"Gudong, gudong..."

Zhang Jia heard a swallowing sound. When his vision slowly recovered, he suddenly felt a slight pain on his arm, as if something sticky had left an imprint on it.

When he completely regained his sight, Chen Ning'an stood in front of him, elegantly wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

"Sorry for the waitting."

long wait?

Zhang Jia looked around. From here, going up to the sky, there was not a trace of mist.

What about people?

What about all those people before? What about all those nightmares?

He saw nothing. It was so clean it seemed unreal. There was nothing left.

"The era of the Night Watch is over." Chen Ning'an smiled: "You can return to Mu City and use your nightmare ability to strengthen yourself."

He turned slightly sideways: "I will live here for a while. If you have anything, you can come to me."

He turned around like that, but his steps were unusually heavy, as if dozens of nightmares were pressing on him.

For several years after that, Zhang Jia never saw Chen Ning'an again, and what happened that day remained a mystery.

He only knew that the New Qin sent people down, and the old Qin emperor came personally for a walk, and came to the sky above the water, staring at the abyss that still had not been filled in a trance.

As the only surviving night watchman, he naturally met the old Qin Emperor.

"He said, his name is Chen Ning'an?"

The old Qin Emperor sighed, his back looking infinitely lonely: "Don't tell anyone this name, and don't show up again in the future."

Old Qindi's back began to hunch: "Can you take me to see that person?"

The old dragon's tone was unusually gentle.

"I don't know if he wants to see your majesty."

Zhang Jia still made the call, hoping that Chen Ningan could meet him.

"Who?"

The voice was faint and the person on the other end of the phone seemed very tired.

"Emperor Qin? Well, let's meet him."

He gave an address and asked Emperor Qin to come himself.

When they arrived, they found that this was a warehouse built in an uninhabited area in the suburbs. There was no electricity, no water, and even no roads.

"Your Majesty, I will open the door."

Zhang Jia said this and took the initiative to walk in front.

(End of this chapter)