130: Chapter 130 A Lament for Humanity (Part Four)
The four Emperors were now in a sorry state. Their clothes were shredded, tattered rags fluttering chaotically in the wind. Their bodies were stained with blood, the bright crimson blotches looking like bewitching flowers in bloom, a shocking sight.
Yet they still held on, attempting a final resistance.
Their trembling yet resolute figures manifested the final dignity and stubbornness of Emperors.
Xie Buhui wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the stain leaving a dark red mark on his sleeve.
He roared, "You do not belong to this era; sooner or later, you will face the judgment of the Living Realm!!!"
His voice was hoarse and shrill, as if it were a curse emitted from the depths of his soul.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Xie Buhui quickly closed his eyes and pressed his palms together.
【Heavenly Thunder】
In an instant, the sky was covered in dense, dark clouds, pressing down like heavy black mountain peaks. Amidst the ink-colored clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, with silver serpents dancing wildly.
A thick bolt of lightning tore through the clouds, descending with the momentum to destroy everything as it struck straight at Qin Xiaogan.
The lightning was like a violent giant dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, roaring as it sought to devour everything before it.
Qin Xiaogan's clear, dark-and-white eyes, like cold stars flickering in the deep night sky, cast a light glance at the Heavenly Thunder shooting through the air.
Just a single glance.
That bolt of Heavenly Thunder, carrying an aura of destruction, faltered slightly under his gaze.
The originally aggressive Heavenly Thunder, as if struck by an immobilization spell, paused briefly in mid-air.
Subsequently, the Heavenly Thunder, as if afraid, dissipated rapidly.
The speed of its dissipation was so fast that it was as if it had never appeared at all, leaving only the dark clouds in the sky that had yet to scatter, witnessing that bizarre scene just now.
Seeing this scene, Xie Buhui was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped, "This... how is this possible?"
He had already forgotten how many times he had said "how is this possible."
But if he still had the life to say it.
He would be willing to say it ten thousand times.
Because, today he had witnessed what it meant to be... a deity.
Qin Xiaogan, however, remained indifferent, as if all of this was within his expectations.
His posture was upright, like a pine tree standing proud against the snow and frost; his expression was so calm that it was terrifying.
The four Emperors looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
Their gazes met, but they could find no glimmer of hope; that fear was like freezing cold water, making their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
Qingniao was the first to be unable to endure this desperate scene; he screamed in a breakdown, the sound like the wail of a wounded beast at the brink of death.
His face was twisted, no longer possessing the arrogance and haughtiness from before.
He turned around and, regardless of everything, bolted into the distance in a desperate attempt to escape.
Xie Buhui roared angrily, "Qingniao, you piece of trash!!!"
However, Qingniao paid no heed to his scolding; at this moment, his heart and mind were filled only with the desire to escape this terrifying place as quickly as possible.
His breathing was rapid, his heartbeat like a drum; in his mind, there was only one thought: to stay away from this nightmare-like scene, to stay away from Qin Xiaogan's chilling figure.
Qin Xiaogan smiled coldly, a smile like the frost of midwinter, sending shivers down one's spine.
Immediately after, his gaze shifted, and an invisible force instantly erupted.
Qingniao was uncontrollably sent flying toward Qin Xiaogan's demonic clutches.
He struggled desperately, his limbs flailing in the air as he attempted to break free from the shackles of this powerful force, but it was all in vain.
His face was written with terror and despair, and he let out a desperate cry: "No!"
Soon, Qingniao was firmly gripped by the throat by Qin Xiaogan.
Qin Xiaogan's fingers, like iron pincers, tightly clamped onto Qingniao's neck, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.
Qin Xiaogan leaned in close to Qingniao and said indifferently.
"You have 206 bones in your body, so..."
"There will be 206 final echoes."
"It really makes one look forward to it."
Upon hearing this.
He widened his eyes in terror, his throat struggling to squeeze out a sentence.
"Don't... don't... kill me!"
His voice trembled incessantly, as if it were a final plea from the depths of his soul, carrying endless fear and despair.
At this moment, Xie Buhui shouted, "Let him go! If you have the guts, come at me!"
Xie Buhui's voice was filled with anger and anxiety, veins bulging on his forehead.
Qin Xiaogan licked the corner of his mouth and slowly spat out a single word.
"Snap!"
Once spoken.
A series of intense bone-cracking sounds erupted from Qingniao's body, the crisp noise sounding exceptionally jarring in the silent atmosphere.
Each sound was like a drumbeat of death, striking heavily upon the hearts of everyone present.
Qingniao's body quickly went limp, like a ragdoll with its skeleton removed, falling to the ground lifelessly.
That originally robust body was now twisted and deformed, a sight too painful to look at.
And the most chilling thing was.
Those cracking sounds, exactly 206 in number, neither more nor less.
Xie Buhui looked at the tragic scene before him, his eyes bloodshot and filled with crimson, as if they were about to spew fire.
"Killing someone is just a matter of decapitation; to torture him like this, how are you any different from a devil?!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with anger and sorrow.
Qin Xiaogan ignored him and instead looked at the remaining three with great interest.
His gaze was like a cold viper, making the three of them shudder.
The three felt their scalps tingle under Qin Xiaogan's stare.
One of them felt his legs go weak, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"Minister... we... we," and another Emperor was so terrified he couldn't even speak clearly.
His lips trembled, his teeth chattering, "What should we do?"
Xie Buhui gritted his teeth, "Everyone, don't be afraid! Let's attack together! I don't believe he is truly invincible!"
However, before they could even make a move, Qin Xiaogan flashed, instantly appearing before them.
Immediately after, a powerful force erupted from him, enveloping the four Emperors.
"The game is over."