Twilight Boundary-Chapter 821 - 807: The World Magic Duel (6,000 Words)

"Comrade!"

No one could imagine the weight of these two words when they echoed in the spiritual world of another realm, including both the person who uttered these words and the one who heard them.

This world has magic, its words bear weight, but it seems like even all the words combined can't compare to the weight of these two words, so in this dark and silent moment, it felt like a silent wave was stirred up. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

A long time, a long time, a long time.

There was someone faintly sobbing, someone softly sighing, someone slapping their thigh hard, gritting their teeth.

There was also someone suddenly smiling with relief, then, in a very light voice, gave the most weighty answer:

"Alright!"

"..."

At that moment, Hu Ma seemed to be enveloped by a sudden sense of ease, even his tense body relaxed.

An indescribable complex feeling, wanting to cry, yet wanting to laugh.

Because Lao Junmei had given himself that gift, he had long accepted his identity as a person from a past life, had long accepted all those memories and beliefs, but because he was suddenly told his true identity, he felt estranged.

Even knowing the charm of these two words, there was a vague sense of self-abasement when saying them out loud, fearing that he was not qualified to say them.

The firmness of earlier, from the ascent of Old Yin Mountain to Shangjing, bearing the fate of the people, facing the State Preceptor, and seizing the Ten Incense Sticks.

Seemingly unshakeable, but how much of it was just a facade, he knew in his own heart.

Always reciting that what I see is what I think, and what I think is where I am, was just a kind of self-comfort.

Words were firm, fate was seized, paths were clear, but frankly, this heart has always been hanging.

Until now, when these two words came out of his mouth, no one mocked him, ridiculed him as unworthy, and even responded to him.

Finally, this heart became settled.

Having the strongest group from the other world helping him, what's there to fear?

That night passed in peace, and when the journey continued the next day, it still seemed peaceful, Old Calculation and Little Hongtang didn't know what had happened that night, and the Food Protection Army only had a heart eager to return home.

Only as the troops continued their journey, Er Guotou dawdled, and it wasn't until almost noon that he appeared before him, this coarse fellow, with eyes that appeared red.

"You kid..."

He pointed at Hu Ma, hesitated, full of regret, for a long time, only saying: "Too ruthless."

Hu Ma, slightly apologetic, wanted to speak.

"Stop it."

But Er Guotou suddenly stopped him, saying: "Don't say any words stained with personal emotion to insult us."

"There will be many people helping you, you don't need to be sentimental here."

"..."

Hu Ma understood his meaning, so he only nodded, and the troops moved straight towards Mingzhou.

The day the Food Protection Army returned to Mingzhou, was also the day the food-protection general departed from Mingzhou, the six families had already set up arrangements all over the world, unknown how many challenges were set, but since they had received the promise of the reincarnator, they had gained confidence.

Normally, for such a march, from Shangjing to Mingzhou, it would take more than a month, but now this Food Protection Army, being washed by the Purple Qi, with solid foundations, each carrying a large bundle of Blood Tai Sui.

Even just eating a fingernail-sized piece during rest would make them full of energy for the whole day, and with the army passing through, evil spirits scattered, the journey was smooth all the way back.

It took less than twenty days to cut across Official Zhou, and they could vaguely see the boundary of Mingzhou.

With just a few more days of swift march, the Food Protection Army could be returned, but on this day, they saw by the road a fortune-telling old man holding a divination flag waiting. From afar, seeing Hu Ma riding up, he suddenly rushed to the roadside, and banged his head on the ground.

The Food Protection Army beside him, well-trained, before he could lift his head, had already pointed their weapons at his face, which gave this mustachioed fortune-teller quite a fright.

"Our own people, our own people."

Old Calculation looked at the man's divination flag, and the wooden rack on his back, recognized him, and hurriedly had him released.

Saying: "Why are you blocking the road here? Wanting to swap with me, and serve by the Main Sacrificial master?"

"No, I'm here to deliver a message."

The fortune-teller quickly waved his hand, clarified his identity, and once he confirmed which one was Hu Ma, hurriedly came up to kowtow: "A disciple of the Daluo Dharma Sect, greets the Main Sacrificial master."

"No need to kneel for nothing."

Hu Ma looked at him, saying: "Do you have something to say?"

The other hurriedly stood up, dusted off the dirt on his knees, saying: "There has been trouble in Mingzhou, afraid the Main Sacrificial master does not know, specially here to remind."

Hu Ma was stunned: "Trouble?"

The other said: "Yes, someone under the food-protection general has rebelled."

Hearing this, Hu Ma's face slightly changed.

To pursue destiny, to duel with the six families, requires someone to become the Emperor, but the reincarnator can't be the Emperor, because they didn't grow from this soil, while he is already destined to bear something else.

So the Emperor Seed is a very important and key link, his "Chang" character relies on him, this duel also needs to leverage him.

Now not even encountering the ten families, and yet his own people have already rebelled, if there's so little foundation, how could they stand against the grasshead kings supported by the others on the battlefield?

With detailed inquiry, only then he knew about Yang Gong's recent situation.

In the end, it was still related to the ten thousand troops he borrowed.

The current food-protection general, in Mingzhou, as well as the surrounding Gunzhou, Guazhou, and Official Zhou, has a huge reputation, already commanding tens of thousands of troops, and if adding the allied White Armor Army and the southern Iron Threshold Army, even combining a hundred thousand troops would not be an issue.