In the Name of Empress

Chapter 673 380: What Is Cruelty (Part 2)

Even a Super Divine Artifact pales in comparison to the magnificent world.

Roland fully agrees with Lisa's viewpoint.

He recalls Biosphere One from another world. No matter how much effort is made to replicate it, it remains a clumsy imitation of Nature.

The essence of Eden is a Super Divine Artifact version of Biosphere X.

If it's just about true Nature, this serene small lake casually outshines Eden.

Roland holds his sister, who is dressed in a lace nightgown, admiring her shy expression, thinking about the soul-shaking collision just now, and the fire in his heart reignites.

He is about to kiss her, to continue this dreamlike night, but suddenly stops in his tracks.

Lisa, who has long since closed her eyes, waiting for the night's complete sleep-deprived revelry, notices Roland has stopped.

She opens her eyes in confusion and softly murmurs, "Tired? Then let's rest early."

Rest early?

To say such a thing at four in the morning is indeed quite absurd, but Roland can't bring himself to laugh.

After all, disturbing someone's sleep is a very bad behavior, and these uninvited guests even brought weapons.

"Sister, wait a moment, let me go kill a few people first." Roland's voice is cold, full of rage at being interrupted.

No one can stay calm in such a situation.

Indeed, humans can be cruelest to each other. No, they aren't humans; they're Yehu!

All the way south, the Centaur Tribe, whether savage or more savage, only plots for money, and they don't even plan to steal everything; they just want to collect exorbitant tolls.

But the Yehu are different.

They approach with rough stone spears and poisoned arrows as if they are on a hunt.

They not only want Roland's horse, Roland's car, but they even want Roland's life.

This is the first time Roland has developed a killing intent towards members of a backward race.

Beating up kindergarten kids certainly brings no sense of accomplishment, but if a kid smiles and slips poison into your bowl, any normal person would be bent on killing.

These Yehu really have a death wish.

The first magic alarm device is activated, and Lisa senses the enemy approaching.

Her face turns cold as well.

At four in the morning, maliciously approaching a sleeping camp with weapons in a surrounding formation—this is not just ill-intentioned, it's downright an attempt at robbery and murder, or even...

Courting death!

She bites her lip, her face ashen, thinking that she should be soaring in Roland's embrace, only to be interrupted by a bunch of damn hairy monkeys. The anger in her heart is imaginable.

She grabs it casually, and the Mage's robe is already worn.

Lace lingerie is exclusive to Roland; even a dead man has no right to peek.

She holds Roland's hand and says coldly, "Let me do it."

Listening to her voice filled with killing intent, Roland doesn't plan to persuade her, only softly reminds her, "Don't make a move by the lake."

Lisa exhales a breath, only nodding silently.

This beautiful small lake should indeed not be tainted by the blood of monkeys.

"Teleportation Skill!"

Lisa activates the first magic, triggering the Teleportation Array to send the dozens of surrounding Yehu to a small valley a few kilometers away.

This small valley has only a narrow exit, making it very suitable for killing.

With a tip of her toes, her silhouette disappears into the night.

Although Lisa slaughtering a group of Yehu poses no technical difficulty, Roland still follows.

It's a matter of attitude.

He doesn't plan to help, even thinking that only a few dozen Yehu aren't enough for Lisa to vent her anger. He has to hurry and restore his strength to comfort Lisa's disrupted mood.

The Yehu will never know what a terrifying existence they provoked. They only find themselves teleported to some unfamiliar place, no longer by Yeguo Lake Shore.

The leading Yehu chirps and shouts, as do the other Yehu, as if they're communicating something.

Roland guesses they might be discussing the reason for their action's failure, or praying to their god, if they have one.

But this doesn't matter, because they are already dead people.

The sky suddenly brightens.

The Yehu look up in horror, seeing a massive fireball illuminate the sky, and let out piercing screams.

They are foolish, but not truly stupid, as they obviously understand what a massive fireball brightening the night sky signifies.

Of course, there are the truly stupid ones, even kneeling Yehu who repeatedly bow and pray, as if it signifies the prelude to a divine descent.

The leader Yehu sees Lisa floating in the sky and shouts in broken human language.

"No, don't attack, we don't know each other, there's no grudge!"

Lisa bursts into clear laughter, don't know each other and yet come to kill in the night?

The fireball grows ever larger, like Lisa's anger gradually condensing.

The Yehu leader knows he can't delay any longer and hurriedly calls his people to flee along the illuminated path of the fireball.

He has been to this Nameless Valley before, knowing the only exit is to the west.

The Yehu leader shouts blubbery noises as he speeds towards the mouth of the valley.

Stimulated by the choice between life and death, he hurdles obstacles and sprints, his running speed embarrassing Bolt, astonishing Liu Xiang.

The other Yehu can't run as fast as the leader, but they are also racing against Death.

Creatures' fear of fire is etched in their bones; of course they are afraid.

The Yehu leader charges toward the exit, beating his chest with his hands, even has time to glance back at his lagging fellow tribe members.

He jumps high, wanting to break through with the most dashing move.

He crashes into it!

His agile body is bounced back by an invisible wall.

Condensing air into a wall, that's the principle of Force Field Magic, simply called an air wall.

Lisa didn't create an ordinary air wall, but one heated to a scorching level.

The Yehu leader yelps in agony from the burning, looking at the massive descending fireball, he weighs his options and roars at the sky.

"Northerner, you cannot kill me, I am an official being cultivated by the Dark Demon General, to kill me is to offend the Dark Demon General!"

He's forced to bring up the Dark Race's name, though afterward, he might be dismissed, imprisoned, or even hanged as a warning, but at least he doesn't have to die now.

So long as there's life, there's hope!

The will to survive is a biological instinct; even a Kapibara wants to live, especially the deceitful and vicious Yehu.

Lisa pauses for a moment at the Yehu leader's words, then her anger intensifies.

Oh, you have someone backing you? But I have no one above me!

Lisa's voice is exceptionally authoritative, as if delivering a verdict.

"In the Name of the Magic Empire Empress, I grant you the most painful death, Hellfire!"

With her angry denunciation, the giant fireball descends, exploding into a dazzling blaze.

The fireball bursts in the air, transforming into countless flaming fragments, burning, howling, spinning as they fall.

Embers hit each unfortunate Yehu evenly, clinging to their bodies, starting to burn slowly.

This is a specially adjusted version of Lisa's magic.

It won't burn them to death immediately; it starts at rare and moves on.

The burning affects both body and soul, the pain is fifteen times that of normal fire.

Screams resound continuously; even the strongest person can't endure it.

Lisa's hand trembles slightly, looking at the hellish carnage below in the small valley, her expression freezes.

What is she doing?

Is she still the person she was before?

Of course, murderous robbers must face the death penalty, but civilized people shouldn't take pleasure in torturing prisoners.

The death of the Yehu isn't what bothers her, it's that she was ruled by rage, losing her rationality.

Lisa slightly bows her head, clenching her palm, then as she opens it again, dozens of fiery missiles fly from her palm towards the valley.

With another bout of liberating screams, the flames gradually extinguish, and all the Yehu perish.

"Roland, do you think I'm a bit cruel? I..."

"Cruel? Sister, you are too kind. If it were me, I would show them what true cruelty is!" Roland's expression is somewhat terrifying.

Lisa looks at Roland with some worry, but after a few seconds, she bursts out laughing.

What was she worried about?

Even if the whole world detests her, in Roland's heart she's still the beautiful and gentle girl next door.

He may not agree with cruel slaughter, but he deliberately says these words to lighten her mental burden.

Even as the most authoritative man in the whole Rodinia Continent, or even the world, he's still so gentle.

Lisa's gaze becomes all the more tender, inner anxiety replaced by tranquility and joy.

Tonight, the moonlight is truly beautiful.

Just as she's daydreaming about a 1.3-million-word romance novel, she'll never guess Roland's real thoughts.

"Fuck, these bastards interrupted my good time, damn it!"