I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1090 403: Chen Mo: Who in the Capital City Doesn’t Know My Kind Heart?

However, Chen Mo was not in a hurry to take his life. Each blade only slashed a piece of flesh, as precise as a butcher dissecting a cow, separating the bones and flesh, seemingly intending to cut him into pieces!

"Damn it!"

The intense pain made Wu Ge burst into a vicious rage. His eyes turned blood-red, and black aura engulfed his whole body as he lunged at Chen Mo.

Even if he dies here today, he will not let his opponent have an easy time!

"Wasted effort."

Chen Mo sneered, unleashing a force field that pressed down on Wu Ge's shoulders like a mountain, rendering him immobile!

Not everyone is the hero of a hot-blooded tale; in the face of absolute disparity in strength, any struggle is futile.

For Wu Ge, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change the outcome and could only end his life in fear and despair.

Whoosh—

A steel torrent roared past, and the air returned to silence.

Witnessing this scene, everyone gasped, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Just moments ago, the arrogant Wu Ge was now reduced to a ghastly white skeleton, standing crookedly on the ground, with mountains of flesh piled at its base, and a beating heart still visible in his chest cavity.

The life force of the Barbarian Tribe was extremely tenacious; even at this level, he hadn't breathed his last.

"Why..."

Wu Ge's lips moved, his voice dry and hoarse.

Clearly, others were killed swiftly with a single strike, so why must he endure such torment?

"If you die too easily, my mind won't be satisfied," Chen Mo said dispassionately. "Those who kill will eventually be killed. When you decided to send those Barbarian Slaves into the Capital City, your fate was already sealed."

He pointed with his finger in the air, causing the massive heart to burst!

Then he channeled soul power to obliterate his divine soul completely.

[Slew a king realm barbarian, True Spirit +800.]

Thus, all the Barbarian Tribe warriors of the Bone Erosion Tribe fell, their corpses thickly covering the prairie, blood flowing to form a scarlet lake, while the Great Yuan soldiers stood dumbfounded, gazing at the towering figure suspended in mid-air.

The harrowing scene just witnessed was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

Such nearly divine techniques completely exceeded their comprehension!

Zing—

Blades spiraled and descended, forming a staggered staircase.

Chen Mo stepped slowly, crossing the blood-soaked battlefield, and came before Ye Linghan.

"Done and dusted, ready to retreat."

"Hmm? Almost forgot you."

Chen Mo noticed Cang Ya collapsed to one side, the annihilation of his tribe rendering the elderly witch completely broken, his expression dull and vacant, reacting not at all to external stimuli.

Chen Mo activated the Seven Emotions Illusion Realm, effortlessly stripping away his mind.

However, for safety's sake, he still planted a Blood Spirit Seed.

"This man probably knows many secrets. I won't kill him; take him back and interrogate slowly, Assistant General... Assistant General?"

Chen Mo called out several times before Ye Linghan snapped back to reality.

She swallowed with difficulty, her voice dry as she spoke, "Mr. Chen, are you a descendant of the Military Dao?"

Only someone who mastered the Military Dao could command the submission of ten thousand swords!

Even the Princess could easily slay these Barbarians but couldn't do so with such precision and elegance!

"I have dabbled in it slightly; I wouldn't call myself a descendant," Chen Mo shook his head.

After all, he bore too many legacies; when considering them, the Military Dao wouldn't even rank high.

Ye Linghan naturally didn't believe such words; being able to simultaneously control thousands of blades with such precision and command likely required the legendary 'Commander'!

"So, the various rumors were not false; Mr. Chen's ability far exceeds my expectations!"

"Had it not been for His Highness's specific request to ensure he accompanied us this time, there could have been a major misstep!"

Ye Linghan sighed inwardly.

Though she had many questions, she suppressed her curiosity for the moment.

After all, the matter at hand was pressing; they were deep within the Southern Wilderness, where other tribes might join in, then they'd be besieged from both sides, causing significant trouble.

Boom, boom, boom—

At this moment, the heavy cavalry finally reached the battlefield.

Staring at the harrowing scene before them, they were all stupefied.

"Subordinates arrived late; please Assistant General Ye reprimand!" The leading officer, Yan Hui, dismounted and spoke solemnly.

"You are heavily armored cavalry; speed is naturally constrained. The closer the distance, the more risk of being detected beforehand. Thus, it's not entirely your fault... just didn't anticipate such fierce retaliation from the Bone Erosion Tribe," Ye Linghan said.

Initially, she and Chen Mo had planned to use Barbarian Slaves to trigger the blood mist, weakening the Barbarians' strength.

Then, use the Ten Directions Blood Dome Array to trap the opponent, awaiting the heavy cavalry's assault from a hundred miles away, encircling them for capture, minimizing their own casualties.

Originally, everything proceeded as planned until the old witch disrupted their arrangement.

Though the Bone Erosion Tribe's power had waned from its peak, it remained one of the major tribes, with significant latent strength.

"Fortunately, there was Mr. Chen, preventing a disaster," Ye Linghan acknowledged, her expression complex, then waved her hand. "No need for politeness, let's clean up the battlefield first."

"Yes."

Yan Hui looked at Chen Mo with respect before leading his men to handle the aftermath.

...

...

As all the Barbarians present were decapitated, without any injured, cleanup posed no difficulty.

In half a moment, the soldiers escorted a group of Barbarians to Ye Linghan.

These were all elderly, women, and children who had hidden away when the battle began; Chen Mo targeted only Barbarian warriors, ignoring them, leaving them unharmed.

Now, they appeared pale as paper, their eyes filled with terror.

The Xuanhuang Army was famous for leaving no survivors...

Beside them, Yan Hui reported: "In this battle, our army had five heavily injured, twelve lightly injured, none deceased; Bone Erosion Tribe Barbarian warriors totaling three thousand two hundred fifty-seven all perished, capturing over two thousand dependents."

"Assistant General Ye, how should these captives be handled?"

Ye Linghan did not answer immediately, but turned to Chen Mo for his opinion: "Mr. Chen, do you have any thoughts?"

Before Chen Mo could reply, an elderly Barbarian elder pulled a young child to his front, bowed his head, and pleaded in shaky Great Yuan official speech, "Spare us, sir, spare us! I am willing to die, just let my grandson go. He is still young... the child is innocent!"

"Innocent?"

Chen Mo looked down at the pair, noticing the deep-seated hatred in the child's eyes, and chuckled softly, saying, "Everyone in the Capital City knows I'm famously kind-hearted, never harming the elderly or children."

?

Ye Linghan and Yan Hui exchanged glances, frowning.

When wildfire burns, it doesn't vanish easily, returning with the winds of spring. After finally capturing them all, could this man truly intend to release them back to the wild?

Nevertheless, this battle's success hinged entirely on Chen Mo, so they weren't in a position to say much.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The elder expressed his excitement, nodding repeatedly in gratitude.

"But unfortunately..."

Chen Mo shifted his tone, pointing to the elder, "You're not a child."

Then looking at the youth, he said, "And you are not elderly."

He sighed helplessly, shook his head, "Neither of you meet my basic requirements for philanthropy."

"..."

The Barbarian elder's smile froze on his face.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, a smile doesn't disappear; it merely transfers to another's face.

The corners of Ye Linghan's mouth curved visibly, her voice sharp and chilling:

"Mr. Chen is benevolent, unwilling to see captives suffer, so let them be liberated directly."

"Kill!"