The Great Movie Emperor System (Anime Crossover)

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"Um"

Aizen's expression changed slightly; he wanted to deny it outright but stopped for some reason.

"If you hadn't regained your memories of your past life, how would you have reacted when you learned that Gin Ichimaru was following you to kill you?"

"Kill him."

Aizen, his fake smile vanishing, spoke with an unpredictable expression.

He wouldn't lie on this topic.

"And what about you now?"

After asking a question in return, Bailong revealed a warm smile and said, "In fact, even if the power of me and Yinglong had not been integrated into your soul to give birth to us, the ability of Mirror Flower Water Moon would have gradually and subtly changed as you changed."

However, after those two forces were merged, that part that you consider mediocre and boring was born—us.

That is precisely why, if you continue to be unable to face this situation that you yourself have been exposed to...

If you deny the past, then you will never be able to grasp the secrets of my relationship with Shadow Dragon.

"Ha, do you think I need two more solutions from you guys?"

Secretly surprised, Aizen retorted with a disdainful expression.

"Perhaps if you continue to grow stronger, without you actively strengthening us, we, as Shinigami Zanpakuto, will indeed be unable to keep up with your pace."

But neither I nor Shadow Dragon, based on the two of us formed in your past lives, even in terms of individual power, have we ever been inferior to a mirage or a reflection in water by even half a bit?

"Even so, do you still believe that the past is truly inferior to your present self as Aizen, Kai!"

Before Aizen could answer, he lost consciousness and was then enveloped in white light that transformed everything around him.

Hmm, I'll leave it for the next chapter.

Chapter 190 These are the emperors of all dynasties 6/21

Time did not stop outside, but Aizen suddenly fell into a state of "absence and dazedness".

Among them.

"Remember that your name is Yanhuang!"

Boom! Countless Han people went blank for a moment, and something flowing in their blood was ignited at that moment.

They understood: that dragon was none other than this land, the immortal spirit of this nation! And what were they doing at this moment? The strange people of China hidden in the capital suddenly felt a strong sense of shame and hatred, hating their own ugliness.

When their compatriots and the land of China were being bullied, those who possessed power simply stood by and watched coldly.

The so-called "big picture perspective"

Is it really that important? There is a kind of dignity called "rather die than give up."

Compared to the Han Chinese who were spiritually traumatized, the Eight-Nation Alliance soldiers who also witnessed such scenes did not feel the pride and guilt of empathy; all they felt was fear and panic.

To vent their panic, they began to suppress this strange feeling through killing.

In particular, those extraordinary individuals dismounted at Thomas George's summons and rushed over without stopping.

"The setting sun over the beacon tower, on the battlefield."

Beside the broken blade, time flows silently.

"The twelve symbols, you gaze afar in despair."

"The Yellow River and the Yangtze River, their veins surging forward."

"It's your innate flamboyance!"

The scene changed, and the giant dragon vanished.

What appears before them next are 27 brutal battlefields, and magnificent rulers of extraordinary stature! "I, having swept across the eight wastelands, unified the six directions, my achievements surpass those of the Three Sovereigns, and my virtue exceeds that of the Five Emperors, I hereby proclaim myself the First Emperor!"

An incomparably powerful emperor looked down upon his ministers and surveyed the unified and beautiful land.

This is Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng! "A true man should be like this!"

"He can be replaced!"

"A strong wind rises, and the clouds fly high."

"My might extends throughout the land, yet I return to my homeland; where can I find brave warriors to guard the four corners of the earth?"

"My strength could uproot mountains, my spirit could cover the world! But the times are against me, and my steed will not go."

My steed will not go, what can I do? Yu, my Yu, what will become of you?

In a flash, a powerful and imposing overlord with naturally double pupils and an imposing presence stands facing a wise and dignified middle-aged ruler with bright eyes and an extraordinary demeanor, separated by the Chu-Han border.

This is Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King who declared, "Though Chu has only three households left, it will surely destroy Qin!" This is Liu Bang, the Great Ancestor of Han, a wise and benevolent ruler, unmatched by anyone else in the land! "Those who offend our mighty Han, though far away, shall be punished!"

"We must ensure that the barbarians of all directions dare not look down on China, and that treacherous officials and rebels dare not covet the imperial throne."

As times changed, the fiery-tempered emperor glared at the distant north, awaiting the return of the Marquis of Champions, who had just sealed the wolf's lair.

This is Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che! The river of history continues to flow, and images constantly change before people's eyes.

"White bones lie exposed in the wilderness, and for a thousand miles there is not a rooster's crow."

Of the people who survived, only one in a hundred remained; the thought of it breaks one's heart.

"Do not do evil because it is insignificant, and do not neglect good because it is insignificant."

"If there were no me in the world, I wonder how many would claim to be kings and how many would claim to be emperors."

Only the wise and virtuous can win people's hearts.

This is the scene of Cao Cao and Liu Bei discussing heroes over wine, declaring that no hero in the world can rival them! Xu Chu and Dian Wei, standing before the Summer Palace, trembled, their voices shaking.

"Prime Minister!"

Cao Yanbing, who also had a slight smile on his face, suddenly changed his expression, and two energies within his body began to stir.

Suddenly, two nostalgic calls rang out.

"Big brother!"

"Brother!"

Swish! Swish! A one-eyed general and a sword-wielding commander appeared one after the other from the left and right of the Yan soldiers.

Zhuge Feng, whose attention was also drawn to the singing, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes as he recognized the two individuals.

"Brother Xiahou."

Cao Yanbing, who was already at the Scorching Heat level, almost stumbled and fell over when he suddenly had the burden of two more Guardian Spirits, but he wore a carefree and arrogant smile on his face.

Xiahou turned his head and said coldly, "Boy, my appearance here now is not... to acknowledge you as my master."

We brothers are only trying to protect the world that our elder brother wants to safeguard. If you ever do anything foolish that would disgrace the Prime Minister's reputation, even if you are a descendant of our elder brother, I will personally kill you.”

"Xiahou!"

Dian Wei turned around and roared with a dissatisfied expression.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou snorted coldly and didn't say anything more, but his and Xiahou Yuan's attitudes were quite clear.

Xu Chu nudged Dian Wei with his elbow and shook his head, saying, "Don't worry, you still don't have faith in our lord?!"

"Uh, no, that's not it."

Dian Wei, momentarily speechless, said sheepishly and honestly.

Threatened, Cao Yanbing laughed heartily and said nonchalantly, "Then please, you two generals, watch closely. Sooner or later, you will both willingly become my guardian spirits!"

Seeing his confident and unrestrained demeanor, the Xiahou brothers' attitude softened considerably.

"I hope so."

Immediately afterwards, the images and names of emperors were etched into people's minds.

"Using bronze as a mirror, one can straighten one's clothes; using history as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of dynasties; using people as a mirror, one can understand one's gains and losses!"

This is Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin.

"How can I allow someone else to snore beside my bed!"

This is Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin.

"The emperor guards the nation's gates, the monarch dies for the state!"

This is Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"There was no marriage alliance like the Han dynasty, no alliance like the Tang dynasty, no annual tribute like the Song dynasty, and no courtesy between brotherly enemies."

This is Emperor Yongle (Zhu Di) of the Ming Dynasty.

Finally, the era has arrived.

The Han dynasty, ruled by the Yellow Emperor, was usurped by the Manchus, and now the land of China is being invaded by barbarians once again.

"Your descendants are unfilial!"

An elderly sect leader, trembling with emotion, wept uncontrollably.

"Wind and rain have battered the red walls and green tiles."

"Painting will preserve tomorrow's faded beauty."

"The gentle fragrance of ink in every stroke of Chinese characters."

"An expression passed down through generations."

"The marks of rise and fall, glory and disgrace, have etched themselves onto my face."

"After a thousand years, the superficiality has been washed away."

"The soil you've always held onto is beneath your feet."

"An answer that will last until death."

At this moment, countless Han Chinese were moved to tears.

Suddenly, a slender young man dressed in plain clothes clenched his fists and roared as he charged toward the Allied soldiers who were slaughtering people around him.

"That's right. The Yan and Huang people have experienced so many ups and downs, glory and disgrace. How can we abandon the spirit passed down through generations?"

What's the point of living like a walking corpse? All those years of studying have been for nothing! The homeland our ancestors protected isn't for me to watch you trample on so wantonly! Even if it costs me my life, I will drive you bastards off this earth!"

Bang! A muffled gunshot rang out.

The young man froze, and the scholar, now with a bloody hole in his chest, felt his life force fading away. He revealed his blood-stained teeth and struggled to throw a punch.

Snapped.

The light, fluffy punch caused no harm whatsoever, yet it filled the armed soldier in front of him with terror.

A relieved and happy smile appeared on the young man's face.

"Father, you always said your son was a coward and spineless, but this time, cough, your son has not disappointed you."

The Han people around, still in a daze, were deeply moved by the scene.

Almost instinctively, all the unarmed Han Chinese youths unanimously abandoned their attempt to escape.

Because there is something more precious than life! "Damn it, if that brat from the Yang family dares to risk his life, how could I, a grown man of six feet, be afraid of dying?!"

"Let's give it our all! At worst, we'll be heroes again in eighteen years!"

"Having lived for so many years, what's the point of this old man clinging to a few more? He might as well set a good example for future generations."

"Come on, fire!"

"If you foreign devils don't kill me today, then I'll kill you all!"

Suddenly, these people, who were like sheep destined to be slaughtered, rose up in fierce resistance.

Without weapons, they used their fists, legs, and even teeth. Even as people fell one after another, the rest of them charged forward relentlessly.

The deaths of their compatriots only fueled their resolve and madness; in this terrifying atmosphere, soldiers were soon killed by unarmed civilians.

Similar scenes occurred in every corner of the capital.

Just as countless Han compatriots were sacrificing themselves, a special group of people emerged with hatred and shame on their faces, and began to slaughter the Allied forces with murderous intent, causing the already terrified Allied forces to perish quickly.

"Pei Yuanhua, a descendant of the Pei family, has come to punish the thief!"

"Shaolin lay disciple Xiong Tao has come today to help you all to see the Buddha!"