Chapter 1319: Mysterious Meeting!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1319: Mysterious Meeting!

Chapter 1319: Mysterious Meeting!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The room was very large, but it was practically devoid of any furniture. An armchair had been placed in the center of the tranquil room. Across from the armchair, Wang Chong saw a curtain hanging down. A fire could be glimpsed behind the curtain, its light leaking through and silhouetting several muscular figures, all of them seated imposingly on what appeared to be armchairs as well.

Despite the fact that they were just seated motionless on the chairs, they exuded storms of energy that enveloped the entire room, appearing powerful, heroic, and dignified.

Wang Chong had experienced many gruesome battles, directed the large-scale meat grinders that were the war of the southwest and the Battle of Talas, and his body stank of iron and blood. But in the face of those figures silhouetted by the flickering light, he immediately seemed childish.

Wang Chong's energy was like a peerlessly sharp sword, able to slash and break through anything it was applied against. As for the figures behind the curtain, they were pieces of metal that had been forged and tempered countless times, making them tenacious from the inside to the outside.

They also possessed the sharpness of a sword, but they were also like majestic mountains that could block any beating or hammering.

Wang Chong's aura of iron and blood compared to theirs was like comparing the moon to the sun!

More importantly, even though the curtain obscured their faces, Wang Chong was already sure that those people were the most revered figures of his life, the ones he felt the greatest gratitude toward. At this moment, Wang Chong couldn't stop his eyes from getting a little moist.

"Haha, kid! I heard that you could kill people without blinking an eye and have even killed one million. Everyone outside calls you a Demon King of Slaughter, but what's this? How could a true man be weeping like a little girl!?"

A voice suddenly rang out—boorish, extremely old, and infused with an unconcealable

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