55: Chapter 55 One Thousand Four Hundred Deaths!!!
In a small town thousands of miles away from Yang City, the streets were bustling with people, vibrant and lively.
It was as if this place were a paradise, untouched by the influences of the outside world.
A youth dressed in fine robes was leisurely teasing the green-headed turtle in his hands.
The youth was handsome with an upright posture, and an air of nobility radiated from his brow.
Just as the youth's mood was beginning to relax, an extremely urgent voice suddenly reached his ears.
"Your Highness! Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"
Zhong Wenyun frowned.
He scolded Lv Chang, "What are you yelling about! Has the sky fallen?"
Lv Chang's expression was grim, and his voice trembled as he said, "Your... Your Highness, the sky really has fallen!"
"What?"
Zhong Wenyun looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Marquis Lv, has your brain been beaten silly by Huo Quji?"
Lv Chang took a deep breath and slowly said, "Your Highness, something major has happened in Yang City; Big Face is attacking the city."
Zhong Wenyun continued to leisurely tease the green-headed turtle, not even lifting his head.
"Isn't that perfect? We can wipe out both Qin Xiaogan and Huo Quji in one fell swoop."
Lv Chang swallowed with difficulty and continued, "Your Highness, I'm afraid Big Face won't be able to hold on."
"That's true, after all, Qin Xiaogan is a King-tier Awakened."
Zhong Wenyun looked up and said, "This Qin Xiaogan is truly interesting; he became a King-tier Awakened without a sound, but..."
"He thinks he can contend with Great Zhou just with King-tier strength? What a fantasy!"
Lv Chang looked at Zhong Wenyun's confident appearance, not knowing how to speak for a moment.
Zhong Wenyun shot a glance at Lv Chang: "Spit it out."
Lv Chang gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, Qin Xiaogan... he crushed the sky of Yang City!"
"He is likely an Emperor-tier Awakened, or even... perhaps even more..."
Zhong Wenyun's face turned pale.
"Emperor-tier?!"
Immediately, he asked urgently, "Is this true?!"
Lv Chang smiled bitterly and pointed to his own eyes: "I witnessed it with my own eyes."
Zhong Wenyun hurriedly dropped the green-headed turtle in his hands and ran off.
Lv Chang asked in surprise from behind, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Zhong Wenyun replied without looking back, "Returning to the Imperial Capital."
Lv Chang frowned and pointed suspiciously in one direction: "Isn't the Imperial Capital over there?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Zhong Wenyun's body stiffened.
"Why the hell didn't you say so earlier."
After saying that, Zhong Wenyun hurriedly flew off rapidly in the direction of the Imperial Capital.
...
Yang City.
Qin Xiaogan shed all the power from his body and rushed toward the group of Pain Clones with a calm expression.
When those Pain Clones saw Qin Xiaogan rushing toward them, it was as if they saw a delicious piece of food flying toward them.
Immediately, the hundreds and thousands of clones fell into a state of extreme fanaticism.
They began to stir restlessly, continuously letting out heart-palpitating roars.
Suddenly, a Pain Clone of immense size shot out fiercely from the group, carrying a sharp momentum, and bit viciously straight at Qin Xiaogan.
"Snap!"
Accompanied by this crisp sound, Qin Xiaogan's right hand was caught off guard and tightly bitten by this clone.
Subsequently, the intense, suffocating aura of pain surged madly into his wound like a breached flood.
Soon, Qin Xiaogan's entire body began to be gradually eroded.
His insides were being frantically gnawed on by black energy, as if countless sharp little knives were churning within him.
[Congratulations to the host for completing 203 deaths]
[Attribute points + 20]
Qin Xiaogan gazed at his body, which had been pierced with thousands of holes by the black energy, and a look of anticipation revealed itself in his eyes.
Then, a smile of incomparable gentleness tugged at his face, like the warm sun of spring.
"What a delightful curtain call."
The Pain Clone that was tightly biting Qin Xiaogan without letting go actually flashed a look of highly humanized confusion in its eyes.
Why has this person not been assimilated yet?
Qin Xiaogan slowly raised his right hand, gripped its skull, and smiled, "It's not your fault, go play somewhere else."
As soon as the words fell.
Qin Xiaogan applied a little force with his right hand, and the Pain Clone immediately let out a shrill wail.
Immediately after, its entire body was crushed into a pile of fine powder under this force.
However, right within this pile of dust, several orbs flashing with dazzling golden light appeared, flickering in and out of view.
Qin Xiaogan just wanted to focus his eyes to look.
Suddenly, a hand as wrinkled as dead tree bark violently pierced through his chest.
Subsequently, Qin Xiaogan felt an unbearable stabbing pain surge through his entire body in an instant, as if countless steel needles were pricking every inch of his skin simultaneously.
And just at this moment, countless Pain Clones emerged like a tide, tightly surrounding Qin Xiaogan in the center.
Every single Pain Clone was like a starving beast, scrambling to bite Qin Xiaogan frantically; their hideous appearance was chilling.
One by one, the frantically tearing Pain Clones left shocking wounds on Qin Xiaogan's body, with fresh blood constantly seeping out.
The Marquis of Champions, standing atop the city wall, was dumbfounded.
He watched with a face full of astonishment as Qin Xiaogan below was being frantically gnawed upon.
After a long while, the Marquis of Champions' lips trembled slightly: "Yishui, are you sure Emperor Qin shares the same ancestors as us?"
"Did he pay to win?"
Wu Yishui frowned, her gaze firmly fixed on the distant Qin Xiaogan, who was now a bloody mess.
At this moment, her red lips were tightly pursed, forming a stubborn and resolute line, as if she were trying hard to suppress something.
And her hands had also unconsciously clenched into fists, the veins on her fair backs of hands bulging, showing the extreme tension in her heart.