Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 129 The Tide Demoness Who Voluntarily Died
Snow Castle, the lair of the hereditary Marquis Snow, has a gloomy and eerie atmosphere, but is also magnificently designed.

The outer wall of the fortress is made of black stone, towering into the clouds, like an icy snow mountain, exuding a chill that keeps people away from it.

The only entrance is a suspension bridge, which is suspended by heavy iron chains. The bottom of the bridge is bottomless, surrounded by clouds and mist, and faintly reveals a ghostly aura, as if it is a passage leading to the underworld.

"Withered bones shine in the silver armor, and the castle is covered with snow." 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' looked up at the fortress that looked like a Western-style ancient castle and murmured.

Across the suspension bridge, a graceful figure slowly approached.

"I didn't expect the commander-in-chief to come here alone."

The beauty is tall, and the black and purple lace dress fits her graceful figure tightly, while the bat-shaped bra outlines the curve of her chest.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently, black lace stockings wrapped around her slender legs, and she wore black high-heeled sandals. As she walked, she exuded an aura of charm and mystery.

She had only seen a figure from afar before, and it was not until she got closer and saw the appearance of 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' clearly that she was suddenly startled, with a trace of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

If the two puppets Qin Shimoyu had previously created were modeled after his own likeness and resembled human beings, then the puppet he had taken to Snow Castle alone was simply a modification of a black armored mechanical exoskeleton.

The exoskeleton armor itself has a skeleton and fillings, it just lacks the driving energy and driving will.

Qin Shimoyu stuffed most of the residual souls that Zhan Kuang gave him into this black armor, and then casually carved a head for himself and placed it on it, thus forming a real war weapon.

A burly figure of two meters and one foot tall, his whole body reflected a metallic luster, and black energy faintly emanated from the gaps between the armor plates.

Without any words or eyes, when you see it, you will naturally feel a sense of awe in your heart - the fear of absolute power!
Mingzhu came closer. She was 1.7 meters tall, which was considered tall, but she still had to look up at the burly figure who was 40 centimeters taller than her.

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Her eyes narrowed slightly, her expression filled with surprise and doubt. Was this definitely Commander Han Mo and not the Wushuang Ghost?

"You seem surprised?"

The fully enclosed helmet moved slightly, and the low voice beneath the black visor was slightly teasing.

"Yes... yes, the commander's appearance is a little different from the description in my cousin's letter." Although there was still some panic in Mingzhu's eyes, she forced herself to calm down.

"Oh? I wonder how Marquis Xueyi described me in his letter?"

"My cousin said in the letter that when the Han and Yue armies were fighting, the commander-in-chief became the biggest winner among the thousands of soldiers with just one person's strength." Mingzhu smiled slightly, her autumn eyes twinkling with stars, revealing a hint of admiration.

"My cousin said that he accepted defeat wholeheartedly, and that he was often fascinated by the commander's unparalleled elegance back then." His voice was like water, his tone gentle, and there was a hint of charm in his crisp voice.

At the same time, an invisible spiritual wave emanated from her autumn eyes, flowing like ripples towards the eyes beneath the black visor. She attempted to use her charm to deceive the mind and directly read some secret from the mind of Qin Shi Moyu in front of her.

This was her usual method, combining Baiyue incense with enchanting magic, and it was always successful.

However, she did not realize that the person before her was not a real person, but a puppet filled with countless residual souls, because he was fully covered by armor.

The teasing in Qin Shi Mo Yu's eyes became even stronger. "You want to read my memory? Okay, I'll let you read it."

Inside the puppet's body, hundreds of residual souls awakened at the same time under the control of the talisman. Their deepest memories, the fragments of being slaughtered by the war maniac Mo Yu, poured out like a flood and poured into Mingzhu's consciousness.

In an instant, the bloody battlefield shrouded her mind. Under the scarlet sky, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river.

When she realized something was wrong and tried to cut off the mental connection, it was too late.

A golden sword light, like a rainbow, descended, and a massive hand, swathed in violent sword energy, suddenly pressed down on her head. The sword energy was like countless sharp blades, slicing through flesh and crushing bone. In an instant, her head was physically obliterated.

The excruciating pain of being cut into pieces and the fear of facing death made her lose consciousness for a moment. Before she could regain consciousness, another golden sword light flashed by, and half of her body slid to the side uncontrollably, and the tearing pain came over her again.

Her consciousness struggled on the brink of death, but there was nowhere to escape.

Beheading, beheading, piercing the heart... the memories of hundreds of residual souls were played out one after another. The consciousness of the tide banshee was trapped in this endless cycle of killing. The pain and fear overwhelmed her sanity like a tide.

The autumn eyes in her eyes suddenly lost focus, her pupils dilated, her body trembled, she staggered backward, and almost fell on the suspension bridge.

Confrontations on the spiritual level are often so cruel.

Different from the physical collisions of punches and kicks, in the spiritual world, the strong have absolute crushing power over the weak!

Especially when you foolishly release your spirit outside, letting your fragile spirit lose the protection of the body.

Although this style of play can bully most ordinary people, when encountering a truly strong person who is also good at mental attacks or has a strong will, anyone who dares to do so is asking for death.

"This...this..." Mingzhu clutched her forehead, sweat dripping from her forehead. Her breath was short and her voice trembled. "How is it? Are my memories still wonderful?" 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' gazed down at her, his voice tinged with mockery beneath his black mask. Dark energy leaked from the seams between his armor, curling around her like tentacles in the dark night, intensifying the oppressive feeling.

"Commander... what a powerful method," Mingzhu came back to her senses suddenly, suppressed the fear in her heart, clenched her teeth, and forced a smile: "I was just curious just now, I am sorry to have embarrassed you, sir." Her voice was still gentle, but she could not hide a slight tremor, and the suspicion in her eyes had long since turned into fear and dread.

"Curious?" Qin Shi Mo Yu stepped forward, his metal boots making a heavy thud as they stepped on the suspension bridge. He took a step closer. "The more something piques curiosity, the more dangerous it is."

"Has no one told you this?" He stopped, looked down at the frightened beauty, and stretched out his hand to her.

Mingzhu bit her lip, the fear in her eyes gradually sank into her heart. She didn't dare to resist, and stretched out her slender hand with a slight trembling, placing it on the huge metal gauntlet. The cold touch from her fingertips seeped into her bones through her skin.

The big hand emitting black energy closed, as if to swallow her slender hand.

However, the pain she had imagined did not occur. The huge body did not use much strength and gently lifted her up.

"Snow Castle has a long-standing reputation. Why don't you take me inside for a look?"

"Qin Shi Mo Yu" said this, but did not give Mingzhu any room to resist. He grabbed her hand and walked straight across the suspension bridge to Xueyi Castle.

Every step the heavy metal body took made the suspension bridge tremble slightly, and the black energy followed her like a shadow, pressing her so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Mingzhu followed behind helplessly, a gloomy look in her eyes.

This time, not only did she fail to uncover the secret in Commander Han Mo's heart, but it seemed as if some kind of secret technique had been planted in her heart. The terrifying sword light seemed to be engraved in her heart, lingering.

It is conceivable that when she really has to face this sword light in the future, the fear in her heart will instantly surge and drown her will, and she will not dare to move at all.

Worse still, when the sword-wielding figure asked her something, would she really have the guts to say "no"? She didn't dare to think about it.

In a basement in Xinzheng City, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Shimoyu's eyes. The smooth progress of things was slightly beyond his expectations.

At the city gate, Zi Lanxuan built momentum for his arrival. With the help of Zhang Liang, he established a connection with Zhang Kaidi, the leader of the Korean aristocracy. The two of them made steady progress.

He had thought that the part about the Snow Castle Banshee would be the most difficult, but Mingzhu was asking for trouble by sending out her spirit to read his memory, which ended up planting the seeds of fear in her heart.

Today's South Korean political situation can be roughly divided into two factions.

One faction is the "conservative pro-Qin faction" and the other is the "radical pro-Qin faction".

Although it sounds abstract, this is what it means when a weak country has no human rights.

The last batch of "anti-Qin" in South Korea died around the Battle of Changping.

The current general is Ji Wuye, who is known as the strongest general in Korea in the past hundred years. His most famous battle was when he led 6,000 to 7,000 Korean troops to defeat 100,000 Chu troops with fewer troops.

Among the seven major powers in the Warring States Period, only Chu State was still firmly implementing the feudal system until its destruction, and the principle of "my vassal's vassal is not my vassal" was still followed.

The 100,000 Chu troops sounded very deceptive, but in fact, these 100,000 Chu troops were the private army of a certain Chu prince, and they did not win the battle head-on. Instead, they relied on Qin to send people to kill the Chu prince who sent the troops. Once the prince was dead, the Chu army's fighting spirit collapsed.

Even if you are a pig who only knows how to charge forward, you can win this battle that cannot be called a battle.

Of course, this does not mean that Ji Wuye is a waste. His personal strength is still very strong, his horizontal training level is very high, and his swordsmanship is evaluated by Wei Zhuang in the original book as not inferior to mine, although he was eventually killed by Uncle Zhuang.

Ji Wuye is the representative of the 'radical pro-Qin faction' and he has direct funding from the Qin State.

The representative of the "conservative pro-Qin faction" is Zhang Kaidi. After all, behind him is the interest group of the Korean gentry. For them, if Korea cedes too many interests to Qin, it would be like cutting off their own flesh.

King An of Han was somewhere in between. He mainly looked at Qin's appetite and tried to cede as little of Han's interests as possible. At least he could keep the mess of Han from falling apart before his death.

The funniest part is this: Mo Yu wants to strengthen South Korea, but the biggest resistance does not come from outside, but from within South Korea.

For reform.

Han Wangan still maintained his usual wavering attitude, neither offering resistance nor support.

The 'conservative and pro-Qin faction' actually has some resistance. After all, any reform will benefit the inherent beneficiaries. However, when greater benefits are placed in front of them, they can still hold their feet less. Well, just hold their feet less.

Needless to say, the 'radical pro-Qin faction' is definitely firmly opposed to it. Not to mention the attitude of the Qin State, their big boss behind the scenes, the reform is a direct blow to them.

The situation is so bad that it is difficult to reverse the situation. This is why the six countries knew that continuing like this would mean death. There were smart people in the six countries who wanted to stand up and do something, but the final result was failure.

"My head hurts," Qin Shimoyu rubbed his temple and muttered, "It's like this in the rear. Zhan Kuang just needs to devote himself to the battlefield and fight hard to kill the enemy, but I, who am in charge of the rear, have a lot of things to consider."

(End of this chapter)