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Chapter 415. Heaven's Escape Book, Human's Escape Book

The [Lemangeni Empire] was determined to completely destroy the Yellow Turban Army.

Judging from the ideas spread by the Yellow Turban Army and their style of doing things, both the nobles and the parliamentarians realized one thing.

That is, the nobles are not important to the Yellow Turban Army, and the parliamentarians are not important to the Yellow Turban Army either.

The absence of nobles and parliamentarians was very important to the Yellow Turban Army.

What the Yellow Turban Army has been doing these days is to fundamentally undermine the sanctity of the nobility, destroy the legitimacy of the parliamentarians, and dig up the roots of their rule.

Even Mo Hao's many speeches had already targeted the ruling class.

Not to mention the Yellow Turban Army's usual practice after capturing a city, which was to first capture a group of nobles, confiscate their properties and then hang them on street lamps. In each city, four or five families were lost and a dozen families were gained, and their wealth was directly taken away.

The aristocratic families that were able to pass down their legacy, whether they were making money crazily to maintain their rule or to maintain their own dignity, committed many crimes.

There is no need to even fabricate anything. It is enough to find the core account book in their home. Every item on it is enough to send them to hell.

There are some crimes for which simple hanging would seem too lenient a punishment.

How could the nobles and parliamentarians tolerate a guy who clearly wanted to destroy their rule?
Regardless of what other countries think, the response of the [Lemangeni Empire] has become very simple by now, that is, to make it clear that either the Yellow Turban Army is completely destroyed, or their entire family is killed on the street lights.

All the military forces in the country were mobilized, and they didn't even have the energy to deal with the riots that broke out across the country.

The nobles and parliamentarians knew clearly that if they didn't kill the Yellow Turban Army and Mo Hao, there would always be a hemp rope hanging around their necks leading to the street lamp.

After completely annihilating the heavy cavalry regiment, Mo Hao quickly discovered a barracks of nearly 10,000 people thirty miles away.

"Ten thousand people, it's not easy to solve it by just charging and killing them."

The Destruction Sky Horse snorted in dissatisfaction. As the mount of the War Apocalypse Knight, Mo Hao's words that it would be troublesome to deal with 10,000 people by just charging and killing were quite like pointing at a monk and calling him a bald donkey.

When the Day of Judgment comes, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will judge all living beings. In the eyes of the Sky Horse of Destruction, the number of 10,000 people is not even the normal working quantity.

"Okay, okay, you will have your chance to show off later."

One hand stroked the horse's head to soothe the Destruction Horse, while the other hand formed a spell, and five books suddenly appeared around Mo Hao's body and kept rotating around him.

Those were the five heavenly books that appeared together with the nine-section staff.

He glanced at the five heavenly books around him and asked Zhang Jiao, who had appeared beside him at some point, "Is it really okay to use this?"

"Just don't push the power to its limit, otherwise the book will self-destruct. After using it, the spiritual energy in the book will be exhausted, and it will take some time to recover."

Zhang Jue frowned as he answered. He looked at the smoke rising in the distance and said, "It seems that there are more than 10,000 people waiting for you here. You have been lured into their trap."

As Zhang Jue spoke, billowing smoke rose up everywhere, including cavalry, motorcyclists, tanks, and the largest number of infantry.

There were even fighter planes roaring in the sky, occupying the sky.

These ten thousand people were just bait, and they were surrounded.

It was not very difficult to break out of the encirclement. The speed of the Destruction Sky Horse was enough to break out before the encirclement closed. However, after looking at the Destruction Sky Horse that was eager to try, Mo Hao gave up the idea.

Given the temperament of Destruction Tianju, if he said that he wanted to break out of the encirclement and retreat, this guy might lead him to charge towards the enemy's main force.

This mount, named after destruction, can carry war on all fours. Anyone who rides on it but doesn't dare to attack will be regarded as a cowardly lizard.

And you may not be able to run away.

The sky began to twist, and then the clouds changed shape. Mo Hao could feel that some unknown existence was beginning to cast its gaze here.

Those gods, and there were more than one of them, their gazes were fixed on Mo Hao. Even with the world as a barrier, Mo Hao could feel the aggressiveness of those gazes directed at him.

It was like a pack of extremely vicious wolves trying to bite him to death and devour him. Because of Mo Hao's actions, the Taixu Realm began to fight back with all its might, and the gods who also lived in the Taixu Realm would use all their strength to kill Mo Hao.

Otherwise, after Mo Hao drains the Taixu Realm, they will also die with him.

"Hey, wanna kill me?"

Mo Hao had only one response to those threatening and malicious looks.

A middle finger raised high.

"Pujiezi, go home and dream! (Go home and dream)"

As he spoke, he urged the Sky Horse of Destruction to gallop wildly, not to break out of the encirclement, but towards the location of the main force.

The magical power in his body circulated endlessly, like the endless flow of a great river, and the five heavenly books surrounding his body began to emit bright light.

While Destroying Tianju was charging, several mobile forces began trying to stop him, and there were also mysterious personnel laying down interfering runes around to ensure that Mo Hao would not use space transfer technology to escape.

Mo Hao will definitely die today.

They were surrounded and attacked by an army of nearly 30,000 troops, and each of these 30,000 troops were elite soldiers who survived the battlefield and were veterans of hundreds of battles.

There are also a large number of mysterious personnel interfering from the side. In such an environment with so many people, it is even more impossible to use super-large-scale techniques.

At this moment, everyone thought that Mo Hao was in a situation where he was doomed to die.

but……

The only response they got was laughter.

An extremely wanton and rampant laugh.

“Haha ...

Facing the battlefield directly is a situation that any magician must avoid, as the evil spirit of the military formation can make most magic spells lose their effectiveness.

But the Great Sage Teacher is an exception.

The great and wise teacher who faced the army head-on and destroyed the Yan and Han dynasties with the Yellow Turbans was never afraid of the evil spirit of the army.

and so……

The first strike was the roar of thunder and the violent thunder falling from the sky.

The Book of Heavenly Escape!
"Thunder Lord, help me!"

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and the clouds formed an extremely huge vortex, at the bottom of which an eye-like rune was formed.

The Eye of Punishment!

Facing the swirling dark clouds, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Just like an ant facing a landslide or flood, mortals have no chance of resisting the endless might of heaven.

Then, thunder and lightning fell like rain, bombarding the battlefield, but this was not the end, because Mo Hao did not intend to use only one heavenly book.

The second move is the book of escape!
The earth cracked, and fire came out from the cracks, burning everything.

The thunder and fire in the sky and on the earth were connected, and when the thunder and fire intersected, their power suddenly increased exponentially.

The human body, steel, mystery, turned into nothingness in the face of the most primitive and violent power of nature, leaving no ashes or fragments.

(End of this chapter)