Flowers Are Not Flowers, Mist Is Not Mist

It was as if if he reached out, the Eye of Time and Space could be touched.

It was actually an illusion. The Divine Eye had its own protective force field, which even Super Rank and forbidden spells could not get close to. All that could be seen was a visible distortion and haziness appearing in the void.

He came to his senses and looked down. Below the mountaintop stretched an endless plain, where tens of thousands of mage soldiers were united in neat square formations, silent and solemn, exuding the aura of an army facing a desperate situation.

The Elder Council were present along the mountain road.

Lu Jun saw many familiar faces: the nameless young mage he had casually grabbed to question earlier, his own maids La, Putala, Baiduo, Gunnar, and others.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating his chance to turn the tide.

For a moment, Lu Jun felt heavy-hearted and muttered to himself, "Where am I?"

Elder Mina, standing nearby, said in a drawn-out tone, "The Inca's ancestral lands are not far from the Holy Land. The Nasca Plan was planned to be implemented here, using the Spirit Carving Technique to permanently imprint the Infinite Summoning Restriction."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun realized that in the future, Nazca and the Space-Time Town were indeed some distance apart.

He shook his head and muttered, "I didn't expect that stone Gate of Beast Tide would have this kind of teleportation function."

"It's nothing to mention." Mina said dismissively, then looked solemnly at Lu Jun and said earnestly, "Lu Jun, are you ready for the sacrificial ceremony?"

Lu Jun looked toward the Eye of Time and Space floating in the center of the altar not far away, beneath which stood a magnificent throne.

Next, he will sit on the stone seat, connect with the Sacred Eye of Time and Space which possesses infinite energy, and transform this energy into peaceful and usable energy, which will then be transmitted to those below.

The priests along the way were on high alert, and the magic arrays they had set up were, in a sense, 'transportation pipelines'.

"Damn it, why did the art style turn into Warhammer Emperor, with him sitting on Golden Toilet?"

Lu Jun inwardly complained, having thoroughly mastered the entire plan. Now that he had made up his mind, he was too lazy to waste any more words and stepped into the spacetime magnetic field without looking back.

Seeing this, Mina was relieved.

Sizzle!

At this moment, Lu Jun suddenly felt a terrifying Power of Time descend upon him, constantly eroding his physical body and will.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the galaxy of Time-Space Element in my mind flickered, actively emitting a layer of dim light to envelop myself, barely isolating me from this influence.

Lu Jun approached step by step, enduring the pressure, and successfully arrived in front of the Sacred Eye of Time and Space.

As he observed the enormous pupil up close, he felt increasingly insignificant, like an ant. Just as he was about to touch it, a sudden change occurred in the world.

Rumble!

The sky suddenly darkened, the earth and mountains shook violently, and a deafening roar came from the end.

Startled, Lu Jun looked over in astonishment and saw an alarming black line appear on the horizon. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the world, and a dark, overwhelming tide of beasts engulfed everything, surging in from all directions.

The ground is filled with endless Demon Beast, tigers, crocodiles, deer, and all sorts of strange creatures. The sky is filled with all kinds of poisonous insects, colorful and vibrant. They are greedy, violent, and their very nature is driven by nothing but killing and conquest.

Not only servants, but even generals and commanders mixed in among them had no presence whatsoever.

Only a monarch who stands tall and upright can stand out from the crowd. With each step forward, the earth shakes and the ground trembles, leaving countless huge craters in his massive footprints. His strength is as great as a mountain and his spirit is as overwhelming as the world.

A quick glance revealed two or three hundred of these massive figures, striding towards us from afar, like an ancient Demonic God Tribe approaching. The scene was breathtaking, evoking a sense of primitiveness, and exuding a wild and untamed spirit.

Not to mention the endless, sky-covering black clouds that followed behind, resembling a scene of Doomsday Calamity.

It was a procession of Emperor, carried by millions of servants, with hundreds of monarchs pulling the carriages in a grand and imposing manner, sweeping in with overwhelming force, arrogantly trampling the mountains.

Even from a distance of 108,000 miles away, the Emperor's Demonic Aura soared into the sky like a pillar reaching to heaven, ravaging the universe and pushing aside the clouds and mist for thousands of miles, with only his majestic and supreme will bowing down.

The monks on and around the mountain peak held their breath, suppressed by the supreme aura from afar.

But that was nothing compared to what everyone witnessed; they were horrified.

The Amazon Empire has arrived?! The defenses of the Andes Mountains have been breached?!

Lu Jun looked bewildered and quickly turned to Elder Mina.

The old man was pale, his frail body swaying weakly in the wind. He said in a low voice, "That's right, this morning, more than a dozen Forbidden Curse Lord action. The Amazon Empire has come."

Tens of thousands remained silent, filled with unease. This was the only Inca population left capable of organized resistance.

But what good is that? At most, there were one or two forbidden spells present, not even enough to fill the teeth of an Emperor.

At the same time, in just a few breaths, the Amazon Empire's horde of demons approached in the blink of an eye, moving at an incredible speed.

It should be noted that this involved an army of hundreds of millions of servants running on land, unlike the future Sea Demon Empire, which could use the circulation currents to travel on express trains and arrive at speeds exceeding their own swimming speed.

Soon, Lu Jun saw the ground soil surging violently, like ocean waves rolling, carrying a mighty demon tide. The principle was similar to the low-level Earth Element magic Ground Wave, but of course, it was countless times more magnificent.

"So that's how it is. A powerful Earth Element Emperor used Great Demonic Art to mobilize his troops."

He understood, but no one could stop him.

Lu Jun closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, the world before him was pitch black. The beast tide had engulfed the area, and the crimson smell of blood and Demonic Power filled the sky.

Pfft! Pfft!

One by one, the mage soldiers fell to the ground, some with their throats slit, some with their hearts ripped out, and some with their legs torn off.

In short, after they fell, they completely disappeared into the black tide. Their bodies were torn to pieces by the beasts, their bones, flesh, and blood were devoured. Only fleeting blooms of blood remained, showing that they had once existed in this world.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Lu Jun's ears were filled with the cacophony of venomous insects flapping their wings as he watched an arrogant and disdainful Emperor ascend the Sacred Mountain.

Oh, that is the renowned Insect Emperor, the Six-Eyed Evil Insect. It is small and exquisite, about ten feet in Size Change, resembling a small dragon. It is covered with jet-black dragon scales, and its head has six eyes, each shining with light.

It moved, at an extreme speed, so fast that it was impossible to see or perceive it.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

With each slight sound, a high-ranking priest or Super Rank elder would fall, a terrifying blood hole appearing in their forehead bone.

Lu Jun witnessed the deaths of familiar faces. The young mage's body was torn to shreds, Mina's daughter Putana had her heart pierced by the Insect Emperor without any doubt, and the previous chief of the Summoning Institute, Bayer, who had taught him the Spirit Carving Method, was corroded by deadly poison and turned into a mass of pus and blood.

A surge of rage rose within him, fueled by his own sense of powerlessness.

Waaaaah!

The next moment, Lu Jun's eyes turned pitch black, as indifferent as a dead man. His figure was faint, but his aura rose infinitely, reflecting in the sky. Billions of dark Nether Radiance soared into the sky, and an ancient Netherworld Kingdom, boundless and filled with despair, ominousness and death, appeared and disappeared.

He single-handedly confronted the Amazon Empire, each controlling half of the land!

Chapter 339 Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist

Rumble!

Lu Jun's Spiritual World expanded rapidly, filled with a deep, dark Nether Radiance. The six major Magic System swelled into a dark starry sky, reaching their ultimate sublimation and overflowing with a vast and supreme power. At the same time, his body's black and gold scales spread inch by inch, and his red cloak fluttered down.

Its majestic figure stands atop the Sacred Mountain, like an unparalleled supreme being, an ancient emperor, possessing an aura of invincibility.

Immediately afterwards, the endless underworld reflected in the sky collided heavily with the billions of Demonic Aura attacking from the east. The two auras confronted each other, the sky was intertwined with black and red, and a terrifying energy storm echoed in the void, causing large areas of space to collapse and cracks to appear all over the sky.

The massive beast tide paused slightly at this moment, blocked by a single person.

Roar! The Emperor deep within the Amazon Empire reacted, roared angrily, and, with a hint of doubt, urged his troops to march.

Buzz buzz buzz!

On the Sacred Mountain, the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor continued his wanton slaughter, ignoring everything else. His small, exquisite dragon shadow flickered in the void, his next target being Gunnar, the chief of the Mind Institute!

The white-haired old man was about to die.

Lu Jun snorted coldly, and with a casual grab, a vast expanse of Nether Radiance gathered, and a gigantic claw phantom with overwhelming demonic power fiercely covered a hundred miles, enveloping the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor.

But the next second, he was slightly taken aback, because the Space-Time Nether Claw landed on the Insect Emperor, and passed right through him as if it were an illusion.

At most, due to the special nature of the Time-Space Element, the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor was slightly delayed when it crossed the boundary, causing it to slow down by half a beat.

Gunnar was struck by a sudden realization, and seizing the opportunity, he slightly turned his body to dodge the fatal blow.

Pfft!

Even so, he couldn't completely escape the calamity. The Insect Emperor was too fast. A blood flower suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and a terrifying blood hole appeared. His old body knelt down on the spot, coughing up blood repeatedly.

A moment later, the Insect Emperor's figure appeared in the void, his six pupils looking rather puzzled, as if he didn't understand why his speed was a little slower.

"What happened?!"

Little did Lu Jun know, he was even more incredulous. Looking down at his hands, he discovered that they had become transparent and ethereal without him noticing.

Looking up again, one sees the endless Nether Radiance reflected in the sky, which also reveals a hint of etherealness, out of place with this place, as if standing alone.

The hordes of beasts from all directions seemed oblivious to the Netherworld Kingdom that occupied half the sky.

"Space-Time Separation!"

He suddenly realized what was happening, and was instantly distraught, staring at Gunnar's figure lying in a pool of blood not far away.

The other person also looked over, as if seeing him across time and space, revealing a long-lost smile, and nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, Lu Jun felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart, and he was extremely distressed. He roared, and Nether Radiance descended, almost like a scene of world destruction, in an attempt to stop the Insect Emperor's next attack.

Buzz buzz buzz!

No matter how magnificent or destructive the event, when it lands on the Sacred Mountain, it is like a phantom, passing right through it, much like a clipping phenomenon.

The Insect Emperor faced no resistance whatsoever, easily delivering a follow-up blow and slaying Gunnar. The poison dissipated, turning him into dust.

Lu Jun was able to slightly hinder them earlier only because he had just begun to transcend space and time, and the distance between them was so profound. In addition, the Insect Emperor was rapidly involved in time, and his own Space Element also had the ability to tell time. The two briefly 'brushed past each other'.

Now, with his detachment growing stronger, he can no longer interfere with 'established history'.

"Why now, and not at the right time, to leave?"

Lu Jun refused to believe it, and in a fit of rage, he unleashed his supreme power.

But it was all in vain; he was like an outsider, moving through various scenes.

The scene was so real, the sounds of battle made his eardrums ache, and the tragic fighting made his blood boil, and he roared incessantly.

However, he just couldn't fit in; it was as if he had been detached from that world.

As the Ancient King Armor Robe on his body gradually faded, Lu Jun no longer wasted his energy. He stood quietly in place, his eyes lowered in calm contemplation, his thoughts racing, like an observer watching the carnage but unable to intervene.

Nothing is more frustrating than this: having a strong will and the ability, yet being separated by time and space.

Finally, he sighed softly, recalling the people and events of the past month: the maid La, Elder Mina, Bayer, and so on. Everyone had guided him carefully and had high hopes for him.

At that moment, Lu Jun saw familiar faces collapsing one after another in the distance, and felt a pang of sadness and bitterness in his heart.

"Alas, we have let everyone down."

His vision blurred, and he suddenly noticed Elder Mina beside him move. She reached out and patted his shoulder gently, saying, "Don't be discouraged, you didn't do anything wrong."

"As I have said before, everyone has their own responsibilities. Our responsibilities are in the past, in this era, to fight the Amazon Empire to the death, and yours are in the future."

Across time and space, the elder gently comforted the younger generation, "You are the pride of our Elder Council; carry on the legacy."

After saying goodbye, Mina turned and left with a carefree air, ready to face his battle.

Lu Jun felt as if something was blocking his throat, making it difficult for him to speak. Perhaps they had already vaguely sensed this but simply hadn't said anything.

He could only watch as Mina walked step by step toward the Sacred Eye of Time and Space, his body engulfed in Transparent Flames, the power of time and space surging within him, forcibly awakening the supreme eye.

Rumble!

In an instant, the Eye of Time and Space awoke, its boundless light illuminating the vast world. The Light of Years filled this space-time region, and the high-altitude clouds surged violently like boiling water in a pot, exuding both majesty and sacred aura.

Lu Jun's figure was engulfed by the white light, and he almost couldn't open his eyes. The world seemed to freeze, and everything and everyone seemed to be frozen in amber, suspended in mid-air.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind before he lost consciousness, and he casually tossed down a glass bottle from his personal storage space.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Jun's consciousness awoke from the deep darkness. He suddenly stood up and looked around at the familiar buildings of the Space-Time Town, and was stunned.

He almost thought he was still in the Inca Empire and quickly became alert.

But after a long time, all that answered him was emptiness; the city was deathly silent, devoid of any human presence.

Seeing this, Lu Jun gradually came to his senses and murmured, "Yes, I'm back. It's all over."

He was filled with resentment and felt deeply dejected.

Suddenly, there was a noise beside him, and Zhao Manyan popped his head out, asking in surprise, "What's over?"

Lu Jun was startled and quickly took a few steps back. Looking at Old Zhao's flamboyant blond hair, he was momentarily dazed, then smiled and greeted him, "Long time no see, it's nothing."

"Hmm?" Old Zhao asked, puzzled. "Weren't we always together?" He didn't say anything, just waved his hand and went to another spot to collect treasures.