The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 193
118. Let you die first…
Under the pitch-black night, suddenly a blazing fire ignited, illuminating a small part of the district.
The deafening sound of explosions and the roars of thugs jolted the sleeping populace awake, yet ordinary people dared not peek out any further, wrapping themselves in their blankets, trembling, praying to the goddess for peace.
But the goddess would not favor everyone.
“b*stards, what are you doing!”
Lei Long, the newly appointed leader of the Red Fire Gang, who had just taken office yesterday, confronted the many figures amidst the ruins and dust with bloodshot eyes, his teeth clenched:
“How dare you launch a surprise attack on us, the Red Fire Gang? Are you trying to provoke a war between the gangs?”
“War? No, this is not a war; you think too highly of yourselves.”
On a half-destroyed wall shattered by powerful magic, a dwarf-like figure appeared, his gaze sweeping over the courtyard engulfed in flames, a trace of mockery and savagery appearing on his ugly, rat-like face:
“This will be a massacre!”
“Rat King?”
Seeing the figure on the low wall, Lei Long’s pupils immediately constricted, but he quickly controlled his panic and coldly sneered:
“A massacre? Just because of you rats?”
If the Rat Gang were to kidnap, assassinate, or poison him, he might be a bit concerned.
But a frontal assault?
Are you sure you little rats, who only hide and strike from the shadows, can stand up to this?
“Who said… only we rats can do that?”
But at this moment, the mockery on Sam’s face grew even stronger.
As his words fell, more figures appeared beside him.
Each of these figures made Leilong’s face grow paler.
“Three-headed dog…”
“Brotherhood…”
“Trading Guild…”
Leilong trembled as he uttered the names of the forces represented by each figure, but the more he did so, the harder it became to believe…
“Why… why have you all joined forces?”
What a joke! These were the very people who would relish the chance to humiliate each other’s female relatives and kill one another, yet here they were, gathered together, and from the looks of it, getting along quite peacefully?
Am I dreaming?
What happened overnight?
“I was just saying, why wasn’t your Red Fire Gang invited? Now it seems, indeed, something is off.”
Frangi of the Three-headed Dog stepped forward, his gaze landing on Leilong.
“What about Lorenzo? Why haven’t I seen him? And it seems many of your elite from the Red Fire Gang are missing?”
“None of your business!”
Leilong shouted back in anger, “Boss Lorenzo is just… busy…”
“Lorenzo is dead.”
At that moment, a calm voice interrupted Leilong’s outburst,
“Along with dozens of top elites from the Red Fire Gang.”
“Nonsense! Boss he—”
Leilong turned his gaze to the man who had suddenly appeared, dressed in a suit, and his retort was abruptly cut off.
His heart began to race, a subtle sense of fear coiling within him like a venomous snake.
Because he noticed that when this man appeared, both the gang leaders and the armed thugs below fell silent in unison.
It was as if when the wolf king howls, the entire pack falls quiet; the moment this man appeared, he stood at the center of everyone.
And as his words fell, the thugs grew increasingly eager, as if to them, this man was simply above lying.
Even without detailed explanations, everyone accepted it as reality.
Lorenzo was dead.
“Who are you?” Unbeknownst to him, a hint of terror had crept into Leilong’s tone.
What kind of figure could command such respect from so many gangs? Why had he never heard of him before?
Mu En did not answer.
There was no need to introduce oneself to the dying.
His gaze swept across the entire courtyard, then turned to the distant flickering flames at the docks along the ancient Rhine, finally circling back around half the city to scrutinize the furious and humiliated Leilong, his mind racing with calculations.
Sure enough, the news of him having killed dozens of elites from the Crimson Fire Gang had been sealed tight.
Thinking about it, it made sense; after all, he was the son of a duke. Killing dozens of people in the street would tarnish the duke’s reputation, so the duke’s household would certainly do everything to cover it up.
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And the Crimson Fire Gang would definitely not let this matter leak out.
Everything unfolded just as anticipated.
But the only problem was…
“It’s too quiet.”
Mu En suddenly murmured softly.
“What?” The Rat King looked over in confusion; just then, another explosion had gone off, making him unable to catch Mu En’s words.
“I said.”
Mu En replied:
“Continue.”
With a casual tone, he had simply determined the fate of one of the largest gangs in the lower city.
The assault continued.
Even with the loss of Lorenzo and dozens of elites, the Crimson Fire Gang still had enough foundation to support its position in the lower city.
But it could not withstand the combined assault of several major gangs.
The thugs excitedly waved their weapons as they charged at the enemy, arrows from above reaping lives one by one, while the mages in the ranks quickly dismantled the magical formations covering the courtyard. One hidden chamber after another was opened, and a large amount of treasure, gleaming with blinding golden light, was swiftly transported out. Anyone who stood in their way would be ruthlessly killed.
The Crimson Fire Gang was retreating step by step, gradually shrinking inward.
The number of dead was increasing, and despite the gang’s irrationally fierce resistance, the major gangs also began to suffer significant casualties.
But overall, it was still within a controllable range. However, this only infuriated the Rat King, who urged his subordinates to launch even more ferocious attacks.
Corpses began to pile up, blood started to flow.
Blood, the flowing blood, gradually formed strange patterns on the ground, resembling a child’s innocent doodles, yet also like sinister symbols summoning demons.
Yet under Mu En’s cold gaze, nothing happened.
Only the tragic wails echoed through the night sky, accusing the actions of this demon.
“Could it be that I guessed wrong?”
Mu En’s hand gripping the staff tightened gradually, a hint of irritation creeping into his heart.
But just then, he noticed something unusual.
In the dim night interspersed with bright flames, the shadows of all things danced like grotesque demons, clawing and gnashing.
So it was hard to detect the oddity.
But when he lowered his gaze and looked closely, he would discover the strange, sudden bloodstains faintly outlined on the ground, gradually fading.
But blood doesn’t evaporate or dry up so easily.
In other words… the ground?
Mu En tapped the floor with his cane, raising his head just in time to see a figure stealthily breaking away from the stubborn resistance of the Red Fire Gang.
Mu En’s eyes flickered as he pondered carefully.
“Sam.”
“Here.”
Upon hearing the call, the Rat King immediately suppressed the anger on his face and quickly approached.
“Have you prepared everything I gave you?”
“Of course.”
The Rat King responded without hesitation.
Just thinking about the things Mu En had given him ignited an unprecedented fire in his heart.
At the same time, the way he looked at Mu En grew increasingly respectful.
“Everything is ready and can be deployed at any time.”
“That’s good.”
Mu En adjusted his top hat, his figure transforming into a fleeting shadow as he maneuvered around the battling thugs, pursuing that sneaky figure.
Only his cold words lingered in the Rat King’s ears.
“Gather all the manpower and wait for my command.”
“Yes.”
In the darkness, the Rat King bowed his head, responding respectfully.
……
……
“Damn it, why, why are those gangs attacking like crazy? And they’re even teaming up?”
In the basement, a figure staggered forward.
His face was etched with deep-seated hatred, his eyes bloodshot—no, it should be said that only one eye was bloodshot.
The other eye was filled with flowing blood, along with a shattered eyeball hanging outside.
—A stray arrow had struck his eye in the chaos; if it weren’t for the magic array weakening the arrow’s power, it wouldn’t have just pierced one eyeball, but likely his entire head.
“Damn it, damn it, how did the news of Lorenzo’s death leak? Is there a traitor?
No, the non-core members of the gang should have been purged by now.”
Countless questions echoed in Leilong’s mind, fear and anger swelling within him, making him grit his teeth, wishing he could kill a few people to vent his rage.
It was not easy, not easy at all to endure until the end, to wait for that arrogant b*stard Lorenzo to kick the bucket, and finally sit in the position of the gang leader.
But just as he hadn’t even had the chance to enjoy a single day of good fortune, everything he had, the entire Crimson Fire Gang, turned to ashes just like that. How could he not hate?
“It’s not over yet, it’s not over yet!”
Leilong slammed his fist against the wall, growling in anger, “This can’t possibly end so quickly!”
Beyond the narrow corridor, the entire space suddenly opened up.
A wide room appeared before his eyes, and along with it, there were…
Corpses.
Corpses.
Corpses.
One by one, shriveled corpses hung from the ceiling like a forest, swaying and rotating naturally with gravity, creaking, creaking. Occasionally, as they turned to face him, he would catch sight of faces contorted in hatred and despair.
Some of them were still alive, their dim pupils anxiously darting around, following the living who entered the room, their cracked lips twitching, emitting indistinct, eerie moans of lament.
But each of them had their abdomen ripped open, exposing their innards, which were clearly visible with their dense fascia; blood flowed from their bodies, dripping, dripping.
Not just from them, more blood seeped from the ceiling, dripping, dripping, into the blood pool filled with a foul stench.
The blood pool churned continuously, as if some shadow was wandering within.
“Gelos, don’t look at me, don’t look at me!”
“I didn’t kill you, I only held you down!”
“And Meier, who told you not to belong to the Lord? We’re all brothers who eat meat and drink together, isn’t it good to pursue eternal life together?”
“Wenlanka, you b*stard, isn’t it just that you have my child? How dare you threaten me? How dare you?”
Leilong walked into this rather spacious room, not daring to lift his head, avoiding the dim eyes that followed him.
These people included beggars from the streets, abandoned prostitutes, and homeless drifters.
But more were the… “companions” of the Crimson Fire Gang.
Those who once called him brother, many of whom, including his wife, were recently sent in by Leilong himself during the purge.
But there was no choice, no choice!
These, these, these are all necessary for the path to eternal life!
Lorenzo had already failed; he had lost the Lord’s favor. So, the one who qualified for eternal life…
It’s me, it’s me, Leilong!
“Lord, Lord!”
Leilong crossed the path in the middle of the blood pool and arrived at the very center of the room.
On the circular platform, a pitch-black heart was beating slowly.
Leilong knelt before the heart, repeatedly bowing his head.
“Lord, the day of the Red Fire Gang’s destruction that You prophesied has come. Please, grant me eternal life, grant me boundless holy power!”
The pitch-black heart began to writhe, an eye appearing upon the texture of its membrane, coldly gazing down at Leilong.
Moments later, a delicate yet indifferent voice echoed.
“Very well.”
“Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord.”
Leilong was overjoyed beyond measure. After bowing several more times in reverence, he eagerly rose, carefully cradling the heart in his hands.
The eye on the heart had closed, yet it still appeared grotesque. It continued to beat, as if alive, but the sensation in his palm was one of icy cold.
“Finally, I can achieve eternal life!”
Ha, ha ha, Lorenzo, we’ve fought for so long, but in the end, I am the one who wins!
Though the Red Fire Gang is no more, everything must start anew, but as long as I have eternal life, as long as I have the Lord’s blessing, there is nothing I cannot obtain!
With trembling hands, Leilong slowly brought the heart to his lips. As long as he consumed it, as long as he devoured this heart, he would possess everything!
Possess a…
“Sir, you really shouldn’t eat things indiscriminately.”
But just then, Leilong heard a voice laced with faint mockery.
In the previously empty room, a figure in a black top hat suddenly materialized.
“Who?”
Leilong jumped in shock; he had been certain no one was following him—why?
“As you can see.”
Mu En stood not far away, adjusting his hat, tilting his chin slightly, revealing a smile that was both inviting and sinister:
“I’m just an ordinary passerby.”
“It’s you!”
Leilong recognized him, the man who made all the gang leaders bow their heads willingly.
Unease spread within him. Without a moment’s hesitation, Leilong shoved the heart toward his mouth.
But he failed.
To his horror, the heart, along with his hands, was being pulled away from him uncontrollably, descending downward.
“What?”
Blood gushed from the smooth wounds at his wrists; it was only then that he realized his hands had been severed at the wrists.
“Didn’t I say?”
Beside him, Mu En toyed with a pure white dagger, whistling softly.
“Unhygienic things shouldn’t be eaten.”
“Are you going to stop me from achieving immortality too?”
Leilong’s furious roar echoed, his hands severed, the excruciating pain that could shatter a person coursing through his nerves and into his mind, yet he remained utterly oblivious.
He suddenly disregarded his plummeting heart and charged toward Mu’en.
“Have you lost your mind?”
Mu’en frowned slightly, Elizabeth shifting in his palm.
He was about to decapitate this guy to prevent any lingering troubles, but at that moment, a death warning blared in his mind.
Though not overwhelming, it was enough to put Mu’en on high alert.
He immediately withdrew his hand and sidestepped.
A silver needle shot from Leilong’s mouth, grazing Mu’en’s cheek, but it was clearly just a feint. Seizing the opportunity of Mu’en’s evasion, he twisted in a bizarre manner and lunged for that heart.
“With no hands, how can you eat?”
Mu’en was puzzled, but the next moment, his expression turned to one of astonishment.
Leilong’s coat suddenly ripped apart, and from his writhing flesh, a new arm burst forth, reaching for the heart.
“Damn it, is conjuring a third hand a necessary skill for you cultists?”
Mu’en’s eyes darkened sharply, a searing heat radiating from behind him as a massive amount of magical power surged into the alchemical core.
Time slowed, tenfold, initiate…
But it did not activate.
In that instant, the black heart suddenly sprouted a grotesque maw, the maw roaring as a deafening sound wave erupted.
All of Mu’en’s actions were interrupted, leaving him helplessly watching as Leilong swallowed the heart.
The fist-sized heart was entirely consumed, even the process of it stretching his neck visible.
Yet, he did not choke.
In Mu’en’s increasingly grave gaze, Leilong’s face flushed crimson, exulting in triumph.
“Finally, I have succeeded! I have gained the Holy Power of the Lord! I have achieved immortality, forever…”
But this exultation did not last long; the excitement on his face abruptly ceased.
Next came a pain far exceeding that of his severed arms, causing his expression to change in an instant.
“Wh… what?”
Leilong’s body convulsed violently, dark veins spreading from his body, rapidly extending to his neck, limbs, and face.
In an instant, he became grotesquely distorted, like a fleshball on the verge of exploding.
“This is… this is…”
As if sensing something, an overwhelming terror filled Leilong’s eyes.
“This is not Holy Power! This is not Holy Power! Lord, you deceived me! Lord, you deceived—me…”
His last few words, elongated and gradually distorted, were suddenly interrupted as a pair of slender hands reached out from his throat, prying open his upper and lower jaws.
“Damn, what a big * pill?”
Watching this scene, Mu En couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
But what followed was far from the aesthetic beauty of anime.
Those hands gripped Lei Long’s jaw, then—tore with force.
Accompanied by the horrifying sound of flesh being ripped apart.
From the corners of his lips, to his cheeks, then to the base of his ears…
Then to his neck, arms, and side.
In fear and despair, Lei Long was gruesomely torn in half, and from the spreading blood and shattered flesh, a woman, exquisitely enchanting, stood tall.
In her hands, she still clutched the two halves of Lei Long’s corpse, greedily sucking in the scattering blood, her face adorned with a captivating makeup, filled with ecstasy.
“What a fool, even I haven’t attained immortality, and you dare to have it?”
Licking her red lips, still unsatisfied, she casually tossed the two halves of the corpse aside and looked towards Mu En not far away.
“Surprise~
Were you scared, Mu En Campbell? This grand gift I specially prepared for you… huh? Aren’t you Mu En Campbell?”
The female demon looked at Mu En, whose appearance had completely changed, with confusion, but soon burst into a giggle:
“No, you are Mu En Campbell; that pair of angry eyes cannot be faked.”
Eyes, huh?
Mu En closed his eyes, calming his emotions, then looked back at the female demon.
“I didn’t expect you to personally appear here… no, wait.”
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At this moment, Mu En also noticed the anomaly about the female demon.
Her aura was much weaker than the first time they met.
“This is… a clone?”
“Oh my, so perceptive! Yes, it’s a clone.”
The female demon nonchalantly revealed her weakness, “As you can see, this clone has about half the strength of the original. Even for you, it should be easy to defeat.”
“Heh, I really have been underestimated.”
Mu En chuckled self-deprecatingly, tightening his grip on Elizabeth.
“What can I say? Although the original wants to play with you personally, she’s currently entangled with those mad dogs from the Silent Mechanism, so she could only send me to play with you, and…”
The female demon suddenly smiled eerily:
“I’ve never underestimated you; rather, I’m more wary of you than anyone else.”
“What do you mean…”
Mu En instinctively inquired, but before he could finish his words, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He sensed… a disturbance.
Thud.
Thud.
The shadows hanging from the ceiling began to sway violently, and then the ropes suddenly snapped, one after another they fell into the blood pool.
The blood pool surged.
A hand, covered in blood, suddenly gripped the edge of the blood pool, and then a frail figure staggered up from within.
More and more figures emerged, gradually surrounding Mu En.
“What is this…”
Mu En’s expression grew serious as he looked at the zombie-like figures around him.
“Just the remnants of sacrifices; although not strong, their numbers should pose some trouble for you.
And… that’s not all, oh.”
The female demon suddenly snapped her fingers.
The blood pool surged like never before.
Deep shadows wandered within, and then, amidst the crimson waves, a monstrous and grotesque form revealed itself with a thunderous roar.
It was a creature resembling a gigantic worm, its twisted appendages intertwined beneath its massive body, countless mandibles covering its lower abdomen, emitting a cacophony of hisses.
“Moon Beast.”
Mu En’s face paled slightly.
The Moon Beast, in simple terms, was a beast corrupted by the Silent Moon.
Although the Moon Beast before him was likely not even a hair’s breadth of Leviathan, judging by its aura, it had already reached the level of a dominant beast.
And a dominant beast was equivalent to the late stage of the third tier, making it extremely difficult for Mu En to handle one-on-one at this moment.
—But that was not all, for Mu En heard a clear creaking sound.
In the dark corner of the room, a tall figure clad in a black raincoat slowly stepped out.
One hand gripped a bloodied cleaver, while the other held a twisted shadow, constantly chewing.
Beneath the blood-stained mask, those eyes were exceptionally cold, like that of a dead man.
Yet he grinned, revealing a cruel and sinister smile towards Mu En.
“Delicious.”
The Shadow Butcher!
He had been hiding here all along!
This is the main event of the main event.
And—
“No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t seem like a mere clone.”
“He’s the original, you see. He’s a bit dull, too easy for those mad dogs to track down, so I temporarily let him leave my side. It just so happens that he serves as my final insurance to ensure your demise,” the female demon said.
“What a terrifying situation.”
Looking around, a flicker of light flashed in Mu En’s eyes.
A female demon with half the strength of the original.
A vast number of living corpses.
A dominant moon beast.
And, the shadow butcher who had once caused him great trouble.
No matter how you looked at it, this was—
“A deadlock, an absolute deadlock.”
The female demon curled her lips into a smile, spreading her arms wide, laughing joyfully:
“That’s right, Mu En Campbell, this is the deadlock I meticulously set for you.
I know that in your quest to find us, to find Anna Carberlin, you would undoubtedly strike first against the Crimson Fire Gang. After all, with Lorenzo dying in front of you like that, you could never let go of such an important clue.
So, what’s left to do is to wait for the rabbit to come to the trap. All I need to do is wait for you to come knocking, and you’ve lived up to my expectations, truly stepping into this trap on your own.”
“I take back what I just said; you really do think highly of me.”
Mu En sighed.
With this setup, it shouldn’t be used on someone as insignificant as a second-tier warrior like him.
“There’s no helping it. Who would have thought that I’d suddenly discover you might be the greatest threat to our plans?”
“That makes me quite happy.”
“So, do you want to…”
“Beg for mercy? If you kneel and plead for mercy, I might be in a good mood and spare you a whole corpse.”
Mu En pressed down his hat, a hint of mockery suddenly curling at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re going to say that next, right?”
“You—”
The female demon narrowed her eyes slightly, suddenly sensing something was off.
Because she realized that, aside from the initial surprise, Mu En Campbell didn’t seem to be as terrified as she had imagined.
“Do you have a way to escape?”
After thinking for a long time, the female demon could only come up with this possibility.
Therefore, under her control, the Moon Beast and the Living Corpse did not rush to attack but instead sealed off all of Mu En’s escape routes.
The Shadow Butcher also stood at the most critical position, ensuring that Mu En had no way to flee.
“Hehe.”
Regarding the female demon’s speculation, Mu En did not respond, nor did he have any thoughts of escape. He could only sigh and lament:
“If it were the old me, I might really have charged straight into your trap and died here.”
This configuration, unless the flames of the Withered King were fully ignited, would likely leave him with no way out at all.
Even if he managed to survive, he would most likely be discovered to have connections with the Evil God, and facing the judgment of the Silent Mechanism, his end would not differ much from being killed.
Let alone saving his senior sister.
“But, what was it that someone said?
The more a man loses, the more he grows.
And I just happen to—”
Mu En stroked the pure white blade of Elizabeth, scenes from this period flashing through his mind.
His gaze gradually turned cold as iron.
“Not long ago, I truly lost a lot!”
“No, kill him, kill him immediately!”
The female demon seemed to sense something and frantically commanded the Moon Beast and the Living Corpse to charge at Mu En.
The Shadow Butcher also tightened his grip on the butcher knife in an instant.
But it was already too late.
Mu En’s fingers tapped against the blade, a light, clear tremor resonating, crossing over the Living Corpse, over the Moon Beast, over the pale-faced female demon, over the cold walls and ceiling, reaching far away.
Boom—
With a thunderous explosion, the walls of the room were suddenly breached.
Debris flew, and all the “people” in the room instinctively paused their actions, staring blankly at the firelight that poured in.
Dust filled the air, but it was quickly dispersed by the gentle breeze summoned by the mage.
At the blasted opening, a throng of blood-soaked rioters peeked their heads in.
“Damn, heretic.”
“Damn, monster.”
“Damn, beauty.”
Someone exclaimed, but was immediately slapped on the head by the Rat King.
“New guys have been sent to you, what are you afraid of?”
Saying this, the Rat King played with the new toy in his hand, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
—
It was indeed a crossbow, but it was not the magical crossbow he had used before.
Rather, it was—
The fifth-generation new military magical crossbow, code-named Mandragora, a terrifying weapon of destruction.
Not only was it more compact and exquisite for easy carrying, even capable of being hidden directly in a sleeve, but its power was also more fearsome. The specially enchanted arrows possessed a horrifying explosive tearing effect. It was said that the military had once used over a hundred of these to encircle and annihilate a top-tier powerhouse who was just a step away from entering the realm of the Crowned.
Aside from the fact that each arrow consumed over ten thousand Aimer, it had no drawbacks whatsoever.
Thus, when this group of thugs equipped themselves with this weapon, they were no longer ordinary thugs, but a true army!
But that was not enough.
In the face of the succubus’s “Are you fucking kidding me?” gaze, an even more terrifying weapon was being pushed out with great effort by several people.
Pale blue magical patterns danced across the cold exterior of that massive creation, its heavy yet exquisite metal structure revealing a grotesque beauty.
And that thick, large, protruding cylindrical object, glimmering with a cold light, gradually lowered under the control of the crowd, aiming directly at the shadow butcher positioned right in front. Even the succubus couldn’t help but feel her eyes twitching wildly.
—Custom-made by the Royal Research Institute, the first-generation 255 caliber joint magical transformation mountain cannon, reporting in!
Although as a first-generation magical cannon, it had the trivial flaw of a certain probability of exploding upon firing, sending everyone indiscriminately to the heavens, its power still conformed to the Royal Research Institute’s aesthetic of violence, capable of blasting open a city wall from a hundred meters away!
As for the shadow butcher, known as an urban legend… Heh, little buddy, is your skin as thick as a city wall?
“What the hell is this…”
The succubus could no longer muster a laugh. She stared at Mu En, incredulously screaming, “Did you just bring a whole armory here?”
“This is just a small gift, isn’t it?”
Mu En smiled nonchalantly.
In the black market, every piece of military weaponry that had leaked out for unknown reasons would be fiercely contested by all parties.
But when it comes to military resource smuggling, who could be closer to the source than his Campbell family?
Let’s not forget, Duke Campbell currently commanded hundreds of thousands of troops, confronting the demon race on the front lines, consuming military supplies in astronomical numbers every day.
Thus, isn’t it quite normal for a few subpar items, which break easily and need to be phased out early, to slip into the military supplies?
“That may be the case, but to let these things be ‘reasonably’ consumed is quite a hassle for ‘home,’ you know. An had complained and whined to me about it for quite a while.”
Mu En placed a hand on his chest and bowed to the succubus and the many monsters with grim expressions, elegantly performing the ceremony that signified the grand performance was about to begin.
“Therefore, although it’s a pity it’s just a clone, please enjoy it well, dear succubus lady.”
“And…”
Mu En murmured in a voice only he could hear, barely audible:
“Did I not say before, to ask your father for me? I never said who would do the asking.”
…
“Sam!”
“Here!”
“Take aim.”
Mu En coldly issued the command:
“Fire, hit him hard!”
“Yes!”
No orders were needed; in that instant, all the monsters roared and lunged toward Mu En.
The shadow butcher closest to Mu En crazily pounced on his shadow, intent on dragging him down to hell before destruction arrived.
But the shadow butcher could no longer strike any shadow.
Because at this moment, amidst the thunderous roar,
everything in sight was blinding light.