Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 583: Our World Is Already Destroyed, But I Wish You a Safe Journey

Looking at Jiang Yuan at this moment, the Death Messenger even felt her breath catch in her throat.

That overwhelming sorrow, that autonomy erupting from the depths of his soul, truly took Her by surprise.

Shouldn't these people all be brainwashed husks with nothing left, mere lonely ghosts and wild spirits who only knew how to obey orders?

Once used up, cleaning them up along with this world would be fine, wouldn't it?

Tsk, this world is really troublesome. Who exactly was responsible for cleaning up this place back then?

"I am the Saint Lord!"

Hearing the Death Messenger's voice, Jiang Yuan trembled, slowly closing his eyes.

His expression was pained, filled with longing. Two trails of bloody tears flowed down his face.

Looking at the colleagues besieging Pride, looking at those people who, at a single command from the Death Messenger, sat on the ground like puppets on strings, acting according to orders.

He was in great pain. Closing his eyes, he recalled his former world, his former homeland, but in his memories, they were all beginning to blur.Yes, come to think of it, the time since the destruction of his homeland in his memory was even longer than the time his homeland existed...

It seemed everything that once existed was just an illusion.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but only an instant passed in reality. After opening his eyes, his blood-red gaze once again fixed on the Death Messenger.

Facing the words the Death Messenger had spoken earlier, he asked, word by word:

"Do you still remember the very first words you said to me?"

How could the Death Messenger possibly remember such things!

"You said, that sliver of a chance would never exist, just like the sun and moon in this world would never be inverted, right?"

"But just now, weren't they inverted?!"

Hearing him bring up this sentence again, the Death Messenger felt a bit of a headache. How could She remember any of that? She just felt this guy in front of her had gone mad again.

"Right now, in the name of the Saint Lord..."

"I'm going to kill you!" Jiang Yuan suddenly interrupted Her words, stating firmly.

Those eyes no longer held the previous subservience and meekness. They were like a lion starved to the extreme.

The Death Messenger was somewhat speechless, thinking to herself, what else was there to talk about with such trash.

Casually waving her hand, She signaled the other New Saints to take care of this guy as well.

You can't deal with something like "Sin" for the time being, but dealing with one him shouldn't be a big problem, right?

But soon, something unexpected happened to Her once again.

Those people who, at Her single command earlier, immediately rushed at the previous "Saint Lord" like obedient dogs, were now remarkably uniform in their inaction.

Instead, they all looked at Jiang Yuan, expressionless, no one moving.

Without this group of people restraining him, among the surrounding angels, Lu Ce cleaved through a whole swath with one swing of his axe! They fell towards the ground like dumplings dropping into a pot.

But the New Saints at this moment paid no heed, looking at Jiang Yuan. One of them spoke up:

"Are you sure?"

This person was the one who had spoken to Jiang Yuan earlier.

There was no hesitation in Jiang Yuan's heart at this moment. Looking at these once-familiar people, he nodded forcefully.

"Do you think your choice is the right one?"

That person asked again.

This time, Jiang Yuan shook his head.

"I don't know. I just feel that if I don't do this, then nothing will have changed..."

Hearing Jiang Yuan's tone seem to weaken, the New Saints all fixed their burning gazes on him, watching him intently.

"Then this time, will you stand firm in your choice?!"

"I will!"

This time, Jiang Yuan nodded forcefully.

"Alright."

The New Saint nodded.

The scythe once again appeared in the Death Messenger's hand. Annoyed, She opened her mouth to command these people.

After all, these guys were enhanced by the Saint's power and had no vital signs themselves. Although She couldn't completely control them, She could still forcibly command and influence them.

After all, if they didn't adhere to the belief of "Follow the Saint Lord, follow the Saints," they wouldn't exist in the first place.

"Hey! You lot..."

But soon, Her voice caught in Her throat.

Because the person who had come out to speak to Jiang Yuan smiled slightly. Without even glancing at the Death Messenger, he slapped his own head and directly turned into flying ash.

"Good luck."

These were his last words.

Jiang Yuan's voice caught in his throat, unable to speak.

Actually, he had understood the second half of that sentence the other person hadn't said after "but" earlier.

—They had no choice left, but you, Jiang Yuan, still have a choice.

"Don't worry about the prophecy."

Beside him, another New Saint also spoke, then his body disintegrated in the air and vanished.

"Actually, perhaps you've always been searching for some hope, some method." Another person's body began to slowly fade away.

"But in our hearts, you being alive is that 'sliver of a chance'!"

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Go pursue what you believe is right."

Every New Saint at this moment seemed to have completed their final mission, departing in peace, like fireworks exploding one after another in the sky.

"Our world has already been destroyed, but we wish you a smooth journey."

After the last sentence was spoken, all the people Jiang Yuan had summoned back in Qian City were, at this moment, completely annihilated!

No matter what changes occurred in this world, in their eyes, Jiang Yuan was the protagonist of this world.

What Saint Lord, what Death Messenger, were all just sudden visitors.

So at this moment, saying they died, they just died, appearing very abrupt, leaving everyone unable to react in their hearts.

The barrage in Lu Ce's live stream even paused for a few seconds, appearing very sparse.

Perfect Life, Sun, and several others who had never taken action were even more shocked, watching the sudden change before them. The opponent's top-tier combat power had instantly vanished!

The Death Messenger was dumbfounded for a moment, having no time to speak. The scythe in Her hand once again slashed towards Jiang Yuan!

Yet the moment She struck, She had to retract Her attack, the scythe blocking in front of Herself once more.

A golden giant axe came spinning over, brushing past Jiang Yuan's side. The hurricane it stirred snapped him out of his inner world.

*Clang!* The sound was crisp and clear. The golden giant axe heavily struck the purplish-black scythe.

Then, a golden lightning bolt shot out. Without this group of Saints restraining him, Lu Ce was instantly in front of the Death Messenger again in the blink of an eye.

*Boom!*

The entire person came from above, stomping forcefully onto the back of the axe with one foot, producing a terrifying sound much louder than before. The axe blade was pressed down with great force, nearly cleaving into the Death Messenger's face.

"If you want to cry and whimper, then get the hell out of here!"

The first words from Pride after overloading were directed at Jiang Yuan.