12dz Chapter 185: The Destruction of the Zhou Royal Family
Chapter 185: The Destruction of the Zhou Royal Family
But the power of the ice spear was too great, and it went straight through the soldiers' bodies. The soldiers were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, with expressions of despair forever frozen on their faces.
Zhou Gongdan just breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could react, another Feather Horn God threw an ice spear. The ice spear, with a biting cold, pierced Zhou Gongdan's body at an extremely fast speed.
Zhou Gongdan's eyes were full of unwillingness, but his body was destroyed in an instant. This minister who had devoted his entire life to the Zhou royal family left the world forever.
King Ji Yong of Zhou looked at the miserable state of Duke Zhou Dan, and couldn't stop crying. The soldiers around him fell one after another, but the feathered gods didn't suffer any casualties. The young King of Zhou stared with his eyes wide open, his heart filled with despair, he hoped that a miracle could happen to save him and his country. But the cruel reality was that no miracle happened.
As the last soldier who protected him fell, his once glorious palace was completely destroyed. In the ruins, a lightning spear with destructive power pierced through the body of King Ji Yong of Zhou.
His figure gradually disappeared in the dazzling lightning, and the capital of Zhou fell into deathly silence. The former prosperity and peace were completely shattered at this moment, leaving only endless pain and destruction.
The Feather Horned Gods looked at everything they had destroyed and laughed wildly. They did not stop there, but continued to wreak havoc in the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, looking for the surviving humans.
Those people who managed to survive hid in fear, but in the face of the powerful perception of the Feather-Horned Gods, they had nowhere to hide.
The feathered gods were like devils, picking out innocent people one by one and brutally killing them. The streets and alleys of the Zhou capital were filled with blood, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air for a long time.
The capital of the Zhou Dynasty was once a shining pearl in the world and one of the most prosperous cities in the world. It carried countless glories and honors, and its streets were bustling with people, full of vitality and vigor.
However, now it was ruthlessly destroyed by the ruthless rampage and crazy destruction of the Feather Horned God. The once majestic palace became a ruin, the prosperous market turned into a ruin, and everything that once symbolized prosperity was completely shattered at this moment.
Dozens of Zhou royal family members of the Ji clan were panicked by this catastrophe. They fled in a hurry under the desperate protection of the guards. The faces of the guards were full of determination. They used their bodies to build a fragile defense line, trying to fight for a glimmer of life for the royal family members. But the sharp perception of the feather-horned gods still made it impossible for them to escape. The feather-horned gods smiled grimly, swung their arms violently, and threw countless spears like deadly venomous snakes.
The spears, with their fierce momentum, mercilessly penetrated the bodies of the guards and royal family members. With screams, blood dyed the ground red, and dozens of royal family members with the surname Ji were brutally killed. Since then, the Zhou royal family in the capital of Zhou was almost wiped out, and the bloodline that had been passed down for a long time was almost cut off at this moment.
After this bloody massacre, the feather-horned gods still did not satisfy their greedy desires. They continued to capture people frantically in the city, and their evil eyes searched for survivors in the ruins. When they could not find any living people, they extended their claws to the cold corpses.
They grabbed the corpse roughly, then brought the body that exuded the smell of death close to their mouths and began to devour the blood frantically. The thick blood continued to flow into their bodies, as if injecting a shot of stimulant into their evil souls. Their faces showed a carefree expression, and their hideous faces looked even more terrifying against the backdrop of the blood.
After the Feather Horned Gods satisfied their thirst for blood, the cold voice of one of them rang out: "We have destroyed the Zhou royal family. Next, according to the order of the clan leader, our target will be the Hades clan."
Another Feather Horned God sneered and said, "Hehe, the Hades Clan is just our defeated enemy back then. Let's go and see how they are doing now after so many years."
Another Feather Horned God shouted loudly: "We are heading north!" He flapped his huge wings and flew towards the north. Other Feather Horned Gods also took action, some at an extremely fast speed, like a black lightning streaking across the sky; others were a little slower, but they all followed closely.
The places they passed through were like being swept by a terrible plague, and there must have been a catastrophe. Towns and villages along the way suffered a devastating disaster. Innocent people screamed and fled in fear under their atrocities, but few people could escape the devil's clutches. Houses were destroyed, farmlands were trampled, and there was a miserable scene everywhere, like hell on earth. The once peaceful and peaceful land was stained with endless pain and despair by the evil deeds of the feathered gods.
A few days later, in the vast and mysterious kingdom of the Hades, the magnificent Hades City lay quietly on the earth like an ancient giant beast. On the city wall, Wang Hun stood quietly like a steady sculpture, his eagle-like sharp eyes staring straight at the vast sky in the distance.
For some reason, deep in his heart, it seemed as if an invisible hand was gently pulling at his heartstrings, causing an inexplicable uneasiness to surge in his heart. This uneasiness was like the depressing atmosphere on the eve of an impending storm.
Suddenly, his perception, as sharp as that of a civet cat, seemed to detect a slight spider-like fluctuation in the air.
His brows knitted slightly, and he immediately held his breath and concentrated, immersing his whole mind in that empty space, carefully feeling the breath coming from the distant south. That breath seemed to contain endless evil and tyranny, and was rapidly approaching the direction of the Hades City at a terrifying speed.
After a while, Wang Hun's face suddenly became as solemn as frost. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately ordered loudly like a bell: "Everyone, enter the city immediately!"
This sudden order exploded in the sky above the entire Hades City, like a thunderbolt that stirred up a storm on a calm lake. The Hades people were all shocked by this sentence and didn't know what to do. Their originally calm faces were instantly filled with astonishment and confusion. They looked at each other, as if looking for answers in each other's eyes.