Worldwide Simulation Era

Chapter 142: The Gravely Injured Qin Xingtong

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“How satisfying!”

“His 17th Highness single-handedly intrudes the Wolf Tribe’s imperial palace! Such a shocking feat. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil! Only the seventeenth prince would dare to do so! He is truly a God!”

The soldiers guarding the pass often fought with the Wolf Tribe.

They were well aware of their terrifying foundation.

No one dared to go to the Wolf Tribe’s lands because that was a tiger’s den.

If they went, they would only end up dead!

However, the seventeenth prince not only went deep into the Wolf Tribe’s land but also burned down the imperial palace, making tens of millions of Golden Core experts rage at their uselessness.

Such a feat and decision would definitely become an epic history!

It will become the most brilliant story in the history books!

The soldiers roared with joy, and their cheers were unprecedentedly hearty.

In the cities behind the National Fate Pass,cheers also rose and fell.

It was not only the commoners who cheered.

Millions of veterans who had retired from the battlefield also roared with joy.

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They raised their heads and stared at the blood-colored light curtain.

When they saw the seventeenth prince burn down the imperial city, the millions of Golden Core experts flying into a rage, and them failing to surround and kill His Highness…

The emotions suppressed in the hearts of the veterans for their lives erupted like a volcano. The surge of emotions made their eyes teary, and two streams of turbid tears flowed out of their control.

“Good! Good! Burn harder!”

Some veterans raised their arms and rubbed their old faces, wiping away the tears flowing from their eyes.

However, the tears flowed out too quickly, causing their faces to be stained.

“His 17th Highness! Our Qin Dynasty’s 17th prince! God has truly descended from the heavens!”

Some of the veterans gripped the armrests of their wheelchairs tightly, causing them to shatter.

“I hate that my legs are crippled, and I can’t follow the seventeenth prince into the Wolf Tribe’s lands! I hate that my legs are crippled! I’ve been struggling for so many years, and I’ve finally seen this day!”

Some veterans only have one eye left and have long lost its vitality.

But today, the eye that had been blind for many years also shed blood and tears.

“Child, help grandpa sharpen his blade. I’m going to join the battle at any time. I only hope His 17th Highness can lead us to the heart of the Wolf Tribe and kill the enemy wantonly!”

“I want to avenge my former comrade-in-arms! Avenge them!”

At this moment, the desire to kill in the hearts of millions of veterans rose madly.

At this moment, theydreamed of millions of soldiers.

It was as if they could see the heroic and divine 17th prince.

He was leading them to slaughter the Wolf Tribe until they fled!

They had waited their entire lives for this moment!

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On the other side, the Qin Dynasty’s people were scattered across the kingdom. Some were standing at their village entrance, some gathered in the open space in the village, some stood in the city streets, and some were standing on the school grounds.

They looked at the scene on the blood-red screen, their eyes reflecting the raging sea of flames.

The helpless and furious Wolf Tribe made them laugh.

At that moment, a thought suddenly appeared in their minds, and it started to sprout and flourish.

“The Wolf Tribe is nothing more than this!”

“Yes, His 17th Highness is right. The Wolf Tribe is nothing more than this!”

“The Wolf Tribe is not invincible!”

“His 17th Highness will lead the Qin Dynasty to defeat the Wolf Tribe and recover our lost land!”

“Yes! His Highness is a man of his word. He will complete what he has promised.”

“His Highness is a God!”

The people were full of faith!

Lin Qiye had already embarked on the path of becoming a God.

Meanwhile, in the Qin Dynasty’s palace, the old emperor’s heart that was hanging in the air slowly relaxed.

“Although I know that Little Seventeen doesn’t have a reckless personality, this is too risky!”

“Fortunately, he was so fast that even an expert at the eighth Gate of Heaven might not be able to catch up!”

The old emperor laughed.

“No wonder he dared to go to the Wolf Tribe’s land and set fire to the imperial city! He is truly bold and daring!”

The old emperor’s eyes were filled with wild joy.

“I have a good son.”

The old emperor smiled so brightly he could not shut up.

Eunuch Cao continuously praised at the side.

“Congratulations, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is a great ruler of a generation. Of course, the seventeenth prince also follows you!”

The old emperor’s face became serious.

“A great ruler of a generation? Old Cao, your view is too narrow.”

“My son will be the greatest emperor of the Qin Dynasty for the next hundred thousand years! He’s only eight years old but has the strength to kill the Wolf Lord. He might even be able to devour other universes in the future!”

The old emperor laughed heartily.

Eunuch Cao hurriedly agreed.

“Your Majesty is right. I don’t have enough knowledge and don’t know how to praise the seventeenth prince.”

The old emperor nodded. “Alright, I won’t argue with you. Stay in the palace and be careful, lest our palace is burned down as well.”

Eunuch Cao had a helpless look on his face.

“Your Majesty, only the seventeenth prince’s wisdom and bravery can do such a heroic deed. Others can’t do it, and neither can the Wolf Lord!”

Hearing this, the old emperor nodded with a bright red face.

“All in all, it’s better to be careful. If the Wolf Lord has broken through the eighth Gate of Heaven, he might be able to cross the National Fate Pass. We have to be careful.”

As he spoke, the old emperor walked towards Consort Ning’s palace.

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In the Wolf Tribe’s land, after burning the imperial palace, Lin Qiye and Zhu Yuheng flew a thousand miles away from their imperial city.

Zhu Yuheng, who was used to leaning in Lin Qiye’s arms, looked excited.

“Which city are we going to burn next?”

“No more burning. Let’s go back.”

“Why should we go back? Burning a city is so exciting!”