A True Man Stands Between Heaven and Earth

Those who leave their mark on history must have possessed extraordinary abilities, but due to the limitations of their time, some of the actions of the ancients seem rather abstract to later generations.

This isn't because they're stupid, but because they lack experience.

If you throw a modern person into the Middle Ages and tell them that the Earth actually revolves around the sun, the result certainly won't be pleasant. They might end up on the barbecue grill with heretics and be labeled as spreading heresy.

Just like the ancient Chinese feng shui principle that flowing water does not stagnate and a frequently used door hinge does not rust, this is actually due to the reproduction and decomposition of microorganisms. However, the ancients did not understand microorganisms, but they could observe them, so they attributed these phenomena to ghosts and gods.

For example, after being injured by a sword or knife, one should wash the wound with strong liquor and drink boiled water, otherwise a plague god will possess them. There are also stories about Ghostfire in mass graves at night.

This is only based on scientific evidence; there are many more rumors without scientific basis. For example, the most famous succubus horn is actually just an excuse for sailors to flaunt their repressed desires and commit perverted acts.

But what if supernatural phenomena really do occur? Old Terra is not ancient Earth; it truly has Perpetual and various Shaman, witch doctors, Daoist priests, and sorcerers who borrow the Warp Power.

Seeing the cat and dog that could summon wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and even speak human language, the three brothers believed it on the spot. Moreover, people in this era liked this kind of thing. This was an auspicious omen from heaven, proof of the three brothers' loyalty and righteousness.

Listen to this! The old immortals all say we are great heroes who will save the world. Is it important that we are Venerable Ones and True Men? What's important is that we are ordained by Heaven and destined for eternal life!

"Greetings, venerable immortal!"

"Very well, please rise, you three. But you must call me Venerable One, I Am Not a God!" Mordred helped the three strong men up, stroked his beard in a dog-like manner, and with a wave of his hand, dispersed the raging wind and lightning.

It's no wonder that people in ancient times were superstitious. If a dog really appeared in front of you, commanding the wind and rain, speaking human language, and claiming to be a great hero who saved the world, even modern people would be bewildered.

Moreover, Mordred wasn't lying; the title he gave was real, and he truly was once a Celestial Venerable, and the Empyrean is considered a heaven.

"What instruction do you have for me during your visit, Venerable One?"

"We wouldn't call it a religious ceremony; it's just that my brother and I have descended to the mortal realm to assist a wise ruler and make the Han Dynasty great once again!"

Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei exchanged glances, their eyes filled with awe. Zhang Fei even spoke up, asking, "Venerable One, is this enlightened ruler you speak of..."

"It wasn't you." "I know it wasn't me. It doesn't matter whether I'm a wise ruler or not, but can't my brother be a wise ruler?"

"Yes, Brother Xuande is honest and kind, and a virtuous and gentle person."

"Virtuous and gentle?"

"Ah, that's right!" Due to his limited cultural knowledge, Mordred was already quite good at coming up with the word "virtuous and gentle," so he could only bite the bullet and continue making things up, "The way of a ruler lies in governing the people, and one should care for the people as one would care for one's own wife, and Brother Xuande is such a person who possesses great virtue."

"Me?" Being praised by a mysterious deity was definitely a good thing, but when he thought about all the setbacks he had experienced in his life, Liu Bei felt a little insecure and lost the heroic spirit he had that night.

But this is normal; everyone experiences a low point in life. Liu Bei is currently in this phase, and the people at the end of the Han Dynasty held a great deal of reverence for ghosts and gods. The consequences of deceiving the gods are never pleasant in any story.

This mindset of Liu Bei was noticed by Mordred, who was well-versed in child psychology, and he began to scheme against him again.

"To be honest, my Mord, courtesy name Lei De, and sobriquet Antarctic Venerable. And this one is even more important," said Yuan Xu Xuan Ying Kai Hua Fu Mo, Ling Xu Du Huan Zhong Xiao Yi Yang Zhenren Yi An Angron, courtesy name Dong Qiang.

Because of the attack by extraterrestrial demons, one of our brothers was separated from us in the mortal realm. Our mission to descend to the mortal realm this time is to find that brother who has been separated from us for many years.

Because there is a distinction between immortals and mortals, our descent to the mortal realm this time has broken the rules, so we have lost all our magical powers and can only use some minor Daoist techniques.

But rules are rigid, while people are flexible. Although my brother and I cannot reverse the course of events, we possess extraordinary wisdom and can assist you in accomplishing great things.

Besides, your two brothers are both very handsome and clearly have the potential to be great generals. Do you want to remain an unknown nobody, or do you aspire to achieve great things and become true legends?

Have you forgotten who it was that said I would ride in this jeweled carriage with its feather canopy?

"You even know that?!"

That saying wasn't uttered by anyone else; it was something Liu Bei said when he was young, after his family fell into poverty and his clan had wiped out his lineage. The gist of it was that he was riding in a luxurious carriage that only princes and nobles could ride in, and that fortunes could change in thirty years, so never underestimate a young man's potential.

"Brother, what are you still hesitating for? We're about to do something big!" ×2

Looking at his two brothers, and the Dog Venerable and Cat Immortal standing upright before him, Liu Bei's mind raced as he thought about his 28 years of misfortune.

Gongsun Zan, who studied with me back then, is now an official with a salary of 1,000 shi (a unit of dry measure), while I am almost thirty years old but have accomplished nothing. If I don't seize this opportunity, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

He wanted to return home in glory, to repay his elderly mother for raising him, and to end this chaotic and cannibalistic era, rather than be an incompetent person.

"A true man dwells between heaven and earth; how can he be melancholy and act like a timid woman? I, Liu Bei, will be a man of great stature, and I will accomplish great things!"

"Good! You three are definitely the men I chose. You're all capable of great things. Three cobblers are as good as one Zhuge Liang. Now that we have five of us, we're at least as good as one and a half. Let's go back and discuss this important matter."

After saying that, Mordred jumped onto Fei Ge's shoulder. He liked this butcher Zhang, who had plenty of pork at home, and his way of speaking suited his taste. He even remembered to ask him to take the tribute with him.

Perhaps because of what he had just said, on the way back, Zhang Fei suddenly asked, "Venerable Mo, who is this Zhuge Liang you mentioned? He sounds very intelligent."

"Good eye! You're incredibly clever. But judging by the timeline, this Mr. Kongming probably hasn't even tied his hair up yet. You'll see him later."

They ran on the ground when they went there, and were ridden on the way back. The trio became the Four Heavenly Kings, forming the original small group.

Being a support class, Mordred and Angron gathered a wealth of information over the course of a month and devised a perfect plan.

First, organize local militias and recruit people, then go to quell the Yellow Turban Army to gain military merit. With his and Angron's amazing abilities, it won't be long before he can build up a force.

As for where the initial funds came from, they were naturally provided by Zhang Fei, since he was quite wealthy.

At that moment, Angron also told Mordred about the conclusion that the three brothers had previously discussed.

"The Luna! Are you kidding me? The last person who wanted to go to the Luna is already a young widow."

"This is no joke," Angron explained. "After reviewing various sources, and even drawing upon some of the Abominable Intelligence and myths from the Old Terra Era Shadow Prison deep within the Shadow Prison, we have come to a conclusion."

Russ's final hiding place is the Luna, and it can only be the Luna. There is a force protecting Luna, causing everyone to subconsciously ignore her. We speculate that this should be Russ's subconscious protective mechanism while he was asleep.

"So you know what I'm thinking right now?" Mordred said.

"What?"

"I'm wondering who the First Returned Son the moon really is. The Luna is so close, the Yellow Skins couldn't possibly not know, so there must be a cow."

Horus, he was ultimately wrong! What a pair—"