great-warnovel Chapter 286 The Blood-Written Final Words at the Center of the Landscape Painting
Chapter 286 The Blood-Written Final Words at the Center of the Landscape Painting
The seawater receded into the overhanging ditch, and the deserted sea city was left only with the crisp sound of broken armor hitting the stone steps.
Qin Wuyi sat under the city gate, repeatedly flipping through the profession panel.
The new skill takes up the entire page, but the description is only one line long.
Determining Boundaries: This skill can bring a designated area into the natural realm of the formation, and the duration depends on the formation's core capacity.
"That's it?"
Zhao Lei leaned over and looked at the page from top to bottom.
"A level 60 skill, and the description is shorter than the cafeteria menu."
Qin Wuyi closed the panel.
Lu Yan has already headed towards the exit of the secret realm.
Try it before drawing conclusions.
The exit is located on a platform outside the eastern city, with no buildings around it and stone bricks paved with damp stones over the years.
Twenty meters ahead, a spatial portal hangs in mid-air, behind which lies the East China Sea Base.
Qin Wuyi took out thirty-six array plates.
The array plates are laid out along the edge of the platform, with one plate falling every ten meters, and the remaining array plates are used to fill the directional nodes.
The sixteen-directional lines were closed, and the battle line sank into the stone bricks.
Qin Wuyi stood in the center, his palm pressing down on the main plate.
"The boundaries of heaven and earth are defined."
There was no beam of light, nor any outward-spreading energy surge.
The water droplets falling from above the platform stopped.
The water droplets hung in mid-air, their spacing unchanged, and even the fine sand rotating inside remained stationary.
Zhao Leiguang stomped his foot twice.
The stone bricks continued to vibrate as usual, but the sound of collision did not extend beyond the edge of the formation.
Wen Yue stood outside the boundary and pulled the trigger on the empty crossbow.
The crossbow strings snapped back, and there was not a sound from within the formation.
She then shot another training arrow into the formation.
As the arrow shaft crossed the boundary, its trajectory, which had initially deviated to the left, was pulled back to a straight line and embedded itself in the pre-set target position.
Shen Xinglin unfolded his lance, the tip of which split into four pieces.
After one section crossed the battle line, the spatial distortion failed, and the spear blade stopped at its original coordinates.
"Gravity is fixed, the sound field is fixed, and the spatial coordinates are fixed."
Qin Wuyi stared at the main trading board.
"Skill trajectories are also constrained by the array diagram."
"Can the rules be changed?"
Lu Yan walked into the formation.
"I can only select the rules at the moment, I can't change the values."
"Enough."
The twelve-petaled black lotus totem rotated beneath Lu Yan's combat boots.
The Black Lotus Pure Land spread outwards and stopped at the edge of the formation.
The dark lines extended along the boundary, forming a neat circle, with not a trace of power leaking out.
Lu Yan took ten steps forward.
The domain moved with him, but its edges remained within the boundaries of heaven and earth.
He withdrew his power and looked at the thirty-six array plates.
"This skill is not for trapping monsters."
Qin Wuyi was still calculating the losses at the array's core.
"So what is it responsible for?"
"Draw up the battlefield."
Lu Yan stepped on the front line.
"The mobile sanctuary can erase the coordinates of the array's core and rewrite the spatial path."
"With the boundary set, at least these two hundred meters are under your control."
"Before the weapons of law were introduced, the people of China could still fight according to their own rules."
Qin Wuyi looked down at the main trading board.
Previously, he always chased after the enemy until they fell into battle.
The monster ran fast, so he added more array plates.
If the enemy can change the rules, he will use his magic to hold out.
When it came into Lu Yan's hands, the object of control changed to the entire battlefield.
Zhao Lei patted the two shields.
To put it simply...
Wen Yue put away the training arrows.
"From now on, when the church overturns the table, he will be responsible for nailing the table legs into the ground."
"Then what am I responsible for?"
"Sit at the table."
"This job doesn't sound very respectable."
Lin Chuxue was biting into a newly opened lollipop.
"You never actually sat in a proper place when you were charging into battle."
Qin Wuyi was about to end the formation when the main plate spun half a circle on its own.
A silver line appeared above the formation.
The silver lines expand from both ends, revealing rows of rotating crystal structures behind them.
Dozens of mechanical moths flew through the crack and landed outside the formation.
The lenses on the crystal wings lit up one by one.
The first view shows the Qinling military formation.
The second view shows the warehouse in the northern section of the Longwei Base.
In the third scene, the signboard of the first squad's base is being covered by silver lines.
Zhao Lei pushed the two shields in front of everyone.
Wen Yue raised her crossbow, and the scattering grenades were divided into three layers to seal the area below the crack.
Xiao Qianyu has already sent the spatial beacons to both sides.
Deep within the silver lines, a long leg straddles the rift.
A tall, slender figure landed on the platform, his long robe reaching his calves, and a silver mask covering his entire face.
It wore the insignia of the first squad on its chest.
Number, seventh.
"Your hiring standards need to be changed."
Zhao Lei lowered the shield.
"This person never goes through the proper procedures."
The silver-masked man did not enter the formation.
It raised its right hand, and a military tag crossed the boundary line and landed at Qin Wuyi's feet.
The license plate bumped twice and landed face up.
Qin Zheng.
Five new characters were engraved on the back.
Your sister is still alive.
Qin Wuyi took a step forward, but Lu Yan raised his arm to block his way.
The mechanical moths outside the formation simultaneously rotated the lens.
Qin Zheng's image was projected into the Qiankun Dingjie (Heaven and Earth Determination Zone).
She was locked in a cage made of array patterns, her combat uniform with several tears.
A bronze door stood behind.
The gate is engraved with war chariots, military flags, military books, and a sixteen-directional formation diagram.
"Take the remaining stone slabs to Chang'an."
Synthesized words emanated from within the silver mask.
"Open the ancestral gate of the military school, and she can return."
Qin Wuyi bent down and picked up the military tag.
The man in the silver mask continued to offer a price.
"No, the legacy behind the door belongs to the church."
"The Qinling Mountains' geological veins will also be connected to the mobile sanctuary, becoming a new energy channel."
The bloodstains on the dog tag moved along the engraving, bypassing the number, and stopped next to the name Qin Zheng.
Lu Yan reached out and covered the military tag.
The Void Disc disassembles materials, blood, and the spatial laws attached to it.
[Blood sample source: Real living organism.]
[Preservation of vital activity.]
The target space coordinates have been divided into seven segments.
The location given by the silver-masked man is composed of seven sets of false coordinates, each leading to a different ley line fault.
Any one of those places could bury a rescue team.
"She's alive."
Qin Wuyi put the military tag into her palm.
"Go to Chang'an."
"Not now."
Lu Yan looked at the main board.
"It requires you to complete the final step."
"Qin Zheng is trapped inside the ruins. The seven coordinates are just to guide you away from here."
Qin Wuyi looked up, his Adam's apple bobbing twice.
"We still have to go."
"First, master the art of defining the boundaries of heaven and earth."
"Even later—"
"You couldn't even keep its projection. Once it's in Hyogo Prefecture, what are you going to bring back?"
Qin Wuyi did not argue further.
He retreated to the main plate and placed the military tag he had just picked up in the center of the formation.
The thirty-six array plates began to rotate again.
This time, the battle line crossed the edge of the platform, encompassing the silver crack as well.
"Determine gravity, determine coordinates, determine skill trajectory."
Qin Wuyi pressed both hands on the main plate.
"Add one more."
"Timing sequence"
The silver-masked man's body is divided into seven mirror-like sections.
Seven figures retreated in different directions, their movements so close together that they were difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Qin Wuyi did not give chase.
The array plates were lifted one by one, and the time it took for each mirror to enter the array was recorded.
The first one is seven breaths ahead.
The second step is six breaths ahead.
The seven projections form a reversed coordinate chain.
"I've found you."
Qin Wuyi took control of the main board.
The seven mirrors shattered one after another from front to back.
The last piece did not disappear.
The Qinling Mountains are reflected in the mirror.
The bronze door was embedded in the mountainside, and Qin Zheng was locked in front of the door by sixteen array ropes.
She lowered her head, her right hand clutching the missing Northwest stone slab.
The stone slab had been pressed half an inch into the bronze door.
Behind the door crack, a pair of cloth boots stepped on the stone steps.
Qin Zheng raised her head and looked at the lens.
"No clothes, don't open the door."
"The one standing inside the door is not Jiang Taigong."
The lens is covered with cracks.
The silver-masked man raised his hand and thrust it into the battle line, the silver laws rushing towards the main plate along the sixteen directions.
The three array plates shattered into pieces on the spot.
Qin Wuyi's knees sank into the stone bricks, blood dripped from his nose onto the plate, and the battle line still gripped the silver crack.
"Lu Yan!"
This was the first time he had taken the initiative to ask for help.
Give me the Black Lotus Pure Land.
Lu Yan's hand landed on his back.
The ink-colored patterns entered the Qiankun Demarcation Zone, without turning towards killing or eroding the array's core.
The platform's connection with external laws is being severed layer by layer.
The mechanical moths went out of control and fell to the ground in droves.
The silver-masked man's projection retreated to the side of the rift, but his body was fixed at the coordinates within the array.
"close the door."
Qin Wuyi rotated the main disk.
The boundary between heaven and earth contracted inwards, and the silver crack was compressed into a long strip by the battle lines.
Lu Yan raised his hand and grabbed the silver-masked man's mask.
The Void Disk passes through the projection shell and locks onto the return node hidden in the core.
[Coordinate analysis complete.]
[Target: Chang'an Underground Armory, Gate 7.]
The mask shattered, and the silver-masked man's body scattered into dull, lifeless crystals.
The crack then closed.
Qin Wuyi loosened the array plate and lay on his back on the stone bricks.
Zhao Leiguang walked over and nudged his combat boots with the edge of his shield.
"Still alive?"
"TOLL."
"Looks like everything's alright."
The first squad gathered their equipment and prepared to pass through the secret realm's exit.
Qin Wuyi carefully put the General's badge close to his body and then put the damaged array plate into his canvas bag.
The landscape painting unfolds on its own at this moment.
The coordinates of Qinling Mountains, Chang'an, and the bronze pillar of the East China Sea are lit up.
Three ridges of earth cross the coast and mountains, forming a straight axis of the military formation.
The sound of armor clanging came from underground.
One sound after another reached the outskirts of Chang'an from the depths of the East Sea.
In the center of the landscape painting, four characters were written in blood, stroke by stroke.
Welcoming Jiang into the pass.