In the bottomless pit, Feng Xuerou smiled miserably.

There were more than thirty king-level masters who attacked her just now.

Although she had been immersed in the "Spring of Feathering" and had been specially strengthened by the ancestors of the imperial clan with treasures and secret medicine after entering the old land, this level of attack was far beyond her endurance limit.

The body and life on the verge of collapse came to an end at this moment.

When her consciousness gradually blurred, Feng Xuerou glanced at the electronic watch on her wrist.

November 2, 5:52.

There is less than one minute left before [Toad Snake] predicts the time of his death.

"Oh, the prediction of death is really accurate..."

Feng Xuerou collapsed to the ground, and King Feipeng's arm was broken at the shoulder level. However, he did not care about stopping the bleeding. He just stared at the scene in front of him with dumbfounded eyes along with all the king-level experts in Utopia.

The red-haired woman lay on her back on the ground, her graceful abdomen suddenly swelled, the baby's cry became louder and louder, and a pair of white and tender chubby hands had already opened Feng Xuerou's belly.

A cold, sticky and strange atmosphere permeated the giant island. It held the kings in place like a sea of ​​asphalt, making them unable to move at all.

The king-level masters of Utopia turned pale, and they clearly realized that there was only one possibility to immobilize everyone on their side in an instant.

The "child" Feng Xuerou is about to give birth to is a freak born with destiny.

The unbearable pain in her abdomen made Feng Xuerou's consciousness become increasingly blurred. Then, perhaps because she was dying, she felt relaxed all over. Apart from her hazy thoughts and consciousness, she felt like she was soaking in a hot spring.

Similar.

In the haze, she thought of those short days in the old land again.

Da An Wu Jue was an old man who seemed quite kind. He told himself the most important task over and over again and emphasized it many times:

"My child, you are a fire-raiser and have a respected position. Are you sure you want to swallow this [cursed fetus]?"

"Yes...but, Chief of the Great Dark Clan, can you not be so...polite?"

"oh?"

"The battle between you and the savior has lasted for thousands of years. You are all the best in destiny, and your power far exceeds mine. Compared to the huge group and secrets you control, I am insignificant. The fire bearer is just a high hat that anyone can wear.

You don’t have to be so…”

"So hypocritical, so able to...pretend?" Da An Wujue smiled and looked at her as if he were his own granddaughter:

"Child, the Imperial Clan is different from humans. I know that humans have something called [technology], and its update speed is exaggeratedly fast. Every month, the most cutting-edge technology will be upgraded and perfected."

"This is really an amazing thing. Human beings can always focus on the future."

"But our Imperial Clan is different. Even the youngest Imperial Clan is still a stubborn old man who refuses to change."

"We gave up on technology and concentrated on walking on the path left by our ancestors. We still live in a house like this... This place is very similar to the costume films in the federal TV series, right?"

"However, this is the way of survival for our imperial clan. We regard the ancestral court as the most sacred place and live by the old traditions."

"You are a fire-raiser, so I will respect you and not deceive you."

"Because forgetting the past is tantamount to betraying the race."

"I often think that maybe it is because of the huge psychological differences that prevent humans and the Imperial Clan from having a common offspring."

"Coexistence..." Feng Xuerou's eyes flashed brightly, and then extinguished like a flame:

"It's impossible. You, I, the big shots in the Federation and the old lands all know that this is a fantasy even more unrealistic than resurrection from the dead."

"That's right." Da An Wujue sighed and sat silently, like an old and decaying stone statue, and didn't speak again for a long time.

After that, Feng Xuerou got the [Curse Fetus] and personally selected the imperial guards who infiltrated the federation with her.

In the end, Da An Wu Jue and several other ancestors of the imperial clan who had only appeared in legends repeated to Feng Xuerou the most important task that they must complete during this trip.

——"Send that weapon to the capital of God."

No one would have thought that the main purpose of Feng Xue Rou and the Imperial Clan was never to "destroy Utopia, seize the Guardian Key, and kill the [Savior]..."

Of course, Feng Xuerou and her imperial guards are also faithfully performing these tasks.

But what Feng Xuerou focused on from beginning to end was still the "weapon".

When she confirmed that she had achieved her goal, the rest of the journey became much easier. When Da An Guanyin carried her up the Goshawk Mountain, Feng Xuerou sang a few folk songs leisurely.

Although "that weapon" is still in Utopia, Feng Xuerou clearly knows that it is a foregone conclusion that it will be sent to God.

Maybe it's ten days, maybe it's a month, maybe it's longer, but no matter what, that weapon will eventually appear in the city of God.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see what happened next.

Feng Xuerou's consciousness and memories kept flashing back. She remembered many things from her childhood, and the days she spent with her parents and younger sister.

The moment her consciousness fell into darkness and chaos, she saw a faceless baby.

Feng Xuerou did not hesitate and hugged him.

"Mother……"

The baby was giggling happily, lying in Feng Xuerou's arms, playing with its long red hair innocently.

"You bad little brat." Feng Xuerou pinched the baby's nose gently until he nuzzled her aggrievedly.

"Mom really sacrificed her life for you."

Feng Xuerou hugged him and sat on the floor, gently patting the baby's shoulders just like she did when she put her sister to sleep many years ago.

"We, the two of us, are destined to never see each other again. After the [cursed fetus] is born, it can only live for one hour. This is an iron rule."

"However, as a mother, I want to give you a small toy... Now, this is the key of the guardian. After you are born, you will see a very big arm. Well, you can use this rune as a remote control. Remote control...you understand what a remote control is, right?"

The baby nodded with a smile, and made Feng Xuerou burst out laughing with his short, white fingers making button-pressing movements.

"Little one, you only have one hour to live after you are born. You can do whatever you want and have a good time..." The red-haired woman paused, as if she was afraid of being heard, and whispered in the baby's ear:

"Mom only asks you one thing. If you meet a beautiful girl with the same hair color as mom in the outside world, don't kill her, okay? She is your... aunt."

"In return, can mom tell you a story? Once upon a time, there was a dark ugly duckling..."

…

[Toad Snake] Feng Xuerou died at the fifth hour and thirty-seven minutes after the prediction.

At the same moment, the fair and plump baby tore open Feng Xuerou's belly and got out.

He yawned when he came out, and subconsciously came to lie down next to Feng Xuerou's neck.

However, after waiting for a long time, Feng Xuerou's voice did not ring in his ears.

The second half of the story about the ugly duckling, he could never hear from his mother again.

The baby stared blankly at Feng Xuerou's pale face, realizing that his mother was no longer there.

Gray tears flowed from his eyes.

In the Utopia area, it rained heavily.
Chapter completed!