novelraw Chapter 964: Even Villains Can Be So Wronged They Cry, Sob Sob
Chapter 964: Even Villains Can Be So Wronged They Cry, Sob Sob
"Ninth Rank Sword Master, or Great Sword Master?" Although that skeleton hadn’t self-destructed yet, Nian An Yao already faintly sensed the deep and domineering power within this sword, far surpassing the previous two. He believed that if it self-destructed, the threat of that sword would definitely exceed the Eighth Rank Sword Master.With no time to think further, Nian An Yao swiftly formed the Beast Taming Hand Formation, letting the Sword Pet Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast stand in front.
A flash of white light, and the skeleton abruptly self-destructed.
Great Sword Master, indeed the Tenth Rank Great Sword Master.
An overwhelming tide of force swept in, causing Nian An Yao to roll away like a spinning gourd, only stopping when he heavily hit the stone wall.
The bump on Nian An Yao’s head, which had just subsided, swelled back up again. His face was bruised from the collision, causing him to gasp in pain. But compared to these external injuries, the most severe were the internal injuries. With two consecutive heavy blows, he was almost knocked so badly that his internal organs shifted, making him just want to spit out a mouthful of blood.
However, the blood reached his throat but was forcefully suppressed down by him. It wasn’t about saving face; rather, when fighting Mu Hanyan earlier, he had already lost too much blood and suffered significant damage to his Primordial Energy. If he spat out the blood now, while his internal organs might feel better, he feared excessive blood loss would make him faint on the spot.
Nian An Yao forcefully suppressed his injuries, glaring at the demoness in front of him with hatred. Although they had intentions to seize the Divine Beast, they hadn’t acted yet, not even spoken much. Yet this demoness commanded those skeletons to relentlessly attack, even temporarily sidelining Mu Hanyan.
Do we have a blood feud with you, or is it because of a stolen love that you hate us so much? Filled with deep resentment towards Zhao Lingxian, Nian An Yao’s heart was full of grievances.
"Mu Hanyan, don’t expect these followers to save you. I will kill them now and see how many followers you have left." Zhao Lingxian initially felt worried, but seeing Nian An Yao and his group suffer due to their carelessness, she calmed down and spoke proudly.
"Pfft..." Upon Zhao Lingxian’s words, Nian An Yao couldn’t hold back anymore, and the blood he had suppressed earlier was spat out.
If he still didn’t understand what was going on at this point, he might as well smash his head to death.
Turns out, Mu Hanyan’s ambiguous words weren’t due to a muddled mind but a deliberate misdirection of the demoness in front, making her think he and the Fifth Prince were Mu Hanyan’s followers.
It’s precisely because of this reason that she pursued them relentlessly to eliminate hidden dangers prematurely.
The great opportunity for mutual benefit amidst rivalry was easily ruined by Mu Hanyan’s seemingly muddled words! Looking at Zhao Lingxian’s proud expression and Mu Hanyan’s faint cold smile, Nian An Yao just wanted to cry bitterly with the Fifth Prince.
Unfortunately, the Fifth Prince had just been knocked down by the residual power of that sword, lying on the ground with limbs twitching and foaming at the mouth, clearly severely injured, unable even to cry for the time being.
Nian An Yao wanted to tell Zhao Lingxian that they were not her servants, but rather her mortal enemies. Yet, with his impatience and the forceful blood spray that followed like a breached flood, he couldn’t stop the bloody mist from spewing, and couldn’t utter a word.
Moreover, Zhao Lingxian didn’t give him the chance.
Strike while the iron is hot, the move not only Lady Mu could make, Zhao Lingxian could too.
Seizing the chance while Nian An Yao was spewing blood mist vigorously, Zhao Lingxian waved her arm, and the remaining skeletons simultaneously advanced, laughing loudly, "Mu Hanyan, these people aren’t weak.You must have spent a considerable price in recruiting, yet dying so prematurely is quite a pity, hahahahaha."
"Pfft..." Nian An Yao spattered blood even more intensely.
You foolish woman, do you have a brain at all? We are her enemies, mortal enemies... Nian An Yao’s eyes were filled with sorrow.
"By the name of Beast God... Pfft... a contract with you pfft... With your strength, help me break heaven, beastly pft ah pfft... Beastly Heart!" Seeing the skeletons about to close in, Nian An Yao couldn’t think any further, spitting blood mist while exhibiting the Beastly Heart Ultimate Skill.
These skeletons were too powerful, and even if his Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast had strong defenses, at the most, it could protect itself without safeguarding him entirely. The only solution was to transform superbly into a human-beast unity.
In an instant, Nian An Yao’s already ten-year-aged face aged another ten years. Though knowing this Beastly Heart technique sacrificed lifespan, in the face of life and death, he couldn’t care less anymore. Dying ten years or twenty years earlier was still better than dying now.
As his features aged, Nian An Yao’s aura kept rising: Seventh Rank Sword Master, Eighth Rank, Ninth Rank... Tenth Rank.
With a slapped palm, the virtual shadow of Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast reappeared, its ferocious beast head opened a bloody mouth, facing the skeletons, while they simultaneously self-destructed, unleashing Sword Light of Eighth Rank, Ninth Rank, and Great Sword Master fiercely downward.
"Boom," in the Shattering the Sky’s resounding explosion, a gigantic deep pit emerged on the ground, with rubble and dirt shooting like raindrops.
After a moment when the dust settled, all skeletons had turned to fragments. Nian An Yao crashed against the stone wall again, relying on it with a face full of sadness and helplessness, with fresh blood flowing from his head.
His Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast lay not far away, miserably and grievously dying.
This last strike nearly shattered his Qi Sea completely, even if healed, his strength would severely decline, and his sword pet’s injuries were heavier; whether it could recover half its combat power remained uncertain.
Though he ultimately survived, such an outcome hardly differed from mutual destruction.
It’s said that birds perish for food, and men die for wealth; if it were for himself, even landing in such a plight he’d accept it, but the fact is, he ended up this way all due to Mu Hanyan’s words. Just those words!
If they hadn’t come, facing such formidable skeletons, Mu Hanyan would either flee or die. But they did come, inexplicably blocking blades for Mu Hanyan, leading to such a predicament.
"We aren’t together, we aren’t her servants, we are her enemies, mortal enemies!" Nian An Yao finally had the chance to speak, gazing at the sky, tears streaming. So wronged, he felt like crying, and indeed cried.
"What are you saying?" Hearing Nian An Yao’s mournful complaint, Zhao Lingxian was startled, suddenly realizing something.