SWDnovel Chapter 885 - 291: Deserving Death (2)
Chapter 885 - 291: Deserving Death (2)
The Battle of Lan Sphere didn’t require Mr. Zhen’e at all. Lin Dongqi knew he was being framed.Rumble!
The air around Cang Ji trembled, and he was so angry that his insides were tumbling.
Damned Mr. Zhen’e, how did I treat you, yet you betray me for the sake of my concubine.
Outrageous.
He struck Lin Dongqi with a palm, his face twisted with rage.
Of course, Cang Ji was not worried about Hua Taodie.
Even if Jing Niao City were blown up, Hua Taodie wouldn’t be harmed, she was in his main tent after all.
But Cang Ji was still furious.
He firmly believed that Mr. Zhen’e had betrayed him, otherwise it was impossible for the human race to infiltrate.
"Zhen’e... why don’t you take your own life!"
Cang Ji’s angry voice resounded like thunder rolling, the terrifying airwaves making the ground tremble.
Today, he was truly pushed to his limit.
Pfft!
Mr. Zhen’e spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
He knelt and kowtowed frantically, his face uglier than a beast’s.
"Slander.
"Divine Elder, it’s the Wuwen Race slandering this old slave. This old slave has always been loyal, never betrayed Jing Niao City, never ever!
"This old slave is wronged, truly wronged."
Mr. Zhen’e wanted to defend himself but could not present any evidence.
He was so anxious that his mouth was crooked.
"Damned Wuwen Race, why do you slander me? I’ve never put a green hat on the Divine Elder, I don’t even know you, why slander me, why?"
Then Mr. Zhen’e turned his head and angrily scolded Su Yue.
He was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.
Pfft!
"Beast, betray me from within, you deserve a horrible death!"
However, no one listened to Mr. Zhen’e’s defense, even though Su Yue’s words were not flawless.
But in a battlefield like this, the Yangxiang Race martial artists were hot-blooded and incapable of analyzing the situation.
They just wanted a scapegoat to vent their anger, and Mr. Zhen’e was the perfect outlet.
A long spear savagely pierced through Mr. Zhen’e’s abdomen.
Pfft!
"I’ll kill you, avenge my family!"
Another Fifth-Grade Commander struck.
He couldn’t let this beast live another second.
"I really... really didn’t..."
Confronted by layers of furious warriors, Mr. Zhen’e dared not resist.
He knelt in the mud, disheveled and incoherent, not even caring about the pain of his wounds.
Mr. Zhen’e just wanted to beg for mercy.
"Do you not believe me either?"
At this moment, he saw a Fifth-Grade he knew, whom he had even helped before.
"Mr. Zhen’e, whether I believe you or not is no longer important.
"They need to vent, and you have offended many, plus many are envious of you. Not all warriors can discern right from wrong.
"Also, the Divine Elder has abandoned you."
This martial artist shook his head.
Indeed, there were many suspicious points, but who would care?
The Divine Elder needed to save face, the lower-ranked warriors needed to vent.
Who would defend you?
Pfft!
"Still dare to argue, you criminal!"
Another Yangxiang Race gritted his teeth, unable to resist chopping down.
"Hack this traitor to death with random blades!"
Once someone led the charge, the atmosphere instantly spiraled out of control.
Countless knives and spears, like a torrential rain, slashed at Mr. Zhen’e.
He had become the punching bag of the Yangxiang Race army’s rage.
Previously, people restrained themselves over the Seven Grandmasters incident, waiting for the Divine Elder to return and deal with Mr. Zhen’e.
But leading the Divine Land people had incited public outrage.
Overflowing fury.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill-kill!
In just a few seconds, Mr. Zhen’e, a grandmaster, was torn apart by the foreign army.
Yes.
Severed limbs flew everywhere, even the head was chopped into pieces, not a single intact body part remained.
This is what it means to be smashed to pieces.
Only Mr. Zhen’e’s current state could be deemed as smashed to pieces.
In addition to a ground full of bloodstains, not a single complete bone could be found.
Before his death, Mr. Zhen’e didn’t even manage to say a complete sentence.
He deeply hated Zi’e, the traitor.
He hated himself for being unable to control himself, for going to the club.
Lust is a knife above one’s head.
A knife indeed.
...
"Damn, a thousand cuts are nothing compared to this."
On the high platform, Su Yue and others watched everything clearly, with a god’s eye view, they vividly saw the entire process of Mr. Zhen’e being hacked to death.
Cruel.
Cruel beyond words.
A grandmaster, killed in such a manner, truly deserving of sympathy.
"Deserved!"
Su Yue calmly nodded his head.
He didn’t care if Mr. Zhen’e’s death was tragic, he only knew that from today, Jing Niao City had one less harmful alchemist.
And with Mr. Zhen’e’s death, his Evil Suppression Lock was rendered useless.
The entire Jing Niao City no longer had anyone who could use the Evil Suppression Lock, and the furious Yangxiang Race even pondered damaging the lock to vent their fury.
"I want... to come... out!"
Yang Lezhi screamed, painfully uttering the words.
"Much obliged to you."
Meng Yang sighed with emotion.
He decided that in the future, he would treat his future wife well.
Having children is truly like a tribulation to cross.
...
"The army must regroup, chaos cannot continue!
"Those who defy military orders, kill without mercy!"
Cang Ji’s voice echoed in the sky once more, and the originally chaotic foreign army began to gradually return to normal under the commanders’ shouts.
But of course, some warriors were disheartened, starting to become passive.
No choice, their loved ones were killed in the explosion, life felt meaningless to them.