msmithbooks Chapter 37 You already know you were wrong
Chapter 37 You already know you were wrong
Chapter 37 You already know you were wrong
"You're finished!"
Guanglong clutched his broken left leg, using his soul power to stop the bleeding while shouting angrily at Jiang Xiu and the other man, his eyes filled with undisguised resentment.
"I'm going to sell you on the black market so you'll suffer inhuman torture from now on!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiu frowned slightly, took a step forward, and fiercely arrived in front of Guanglong, kicking him in the chest.
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Guanglong's entire chest caved in instantly. His eyes rolled upwards in pain again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Xiu knew about the black market; it not only sold weapons but also trafficked people. When the Silver Dragon King first took human form, he was almost kidnapped by human traffickers, but fortunately, this life was different.
"You dare hit me, you little beast! I'll kill you!"
Guanglong finally caught his breath. Looking at the mecha squadron getting closer and closer, his expression became even more arrogant, and he kept threatening Jiang Xiu.
"This time, not only will you die, but that good-for-nothing will die too! I'll kill his whole family!"
Guanglong pointed at the middle-aged boss who had just stood up and said fiercely. The middle-aged boss was so frightened by Guanglong's pointing that he kept backing away. He felt a sense of despair. How could an ordinary person like him resist Guanglong?
"Tang Wulin and the others are still not ruthless enough. They actually spared your life. All the major legions are holding out outside, and they are protecting something like you."
Jiang Xiu's eyes remained calm as he watched the approaching mech squadron. He showed no fear whatsoever; instead, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Buzzing!"
Jiang Xiu clenched his left hand, and dark soul power surged out wildly, converging into a dark straight blade that fell towards the neck of the light dragon.
"What are you trying to do?! My brother is right there, you can't kill me! I'm a Soul Master!"
Seeing Jiang Xiu raise his straight sword, Guanglong's pupils suddenly dilated, his arrogance vanished instantly, and he spoke urgently, his body beginning to struggle violently.
"Don't worry, you won't die. I still have a use for your shadow. Consider it your contribution to the fight against the Abyss."
Jiang Xiu said calmly, and the straight sword in his hand fell down fiercely.
"I was wrong, please don't kill me, I was really wrong!"
Driven by his will to survive, Guanglong's face turned pleading, and his resentful eyes cleared as he frequently looked around.
"Stop! Stop right now, Captain!"
The mech squadron rushed over at this moment, and an angry shout came from the purple mech at the head of the group.
"You don't just know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."
Jiang Xiu chuckled lightly, and black blade flowers appeared. The straight blade transformed into a black shadow and fell into the shadow of the light dragon.
The next moment, Guanglong strangely covered his neck tightly with both hands, and a dense yellow soul power surged from his hands. He twisted it forcefully to the right, and a head flew off, blood splattering and staining the surrounding ground red.
This sudden turn of events left the surrounding crowd somewhat bewildered.
How could he kill himself?
"You bastard!"
Upon seeing this scene, the Soul Master inside the purple-level mecha's eyes instantly turned blood red. With a roar, he piloted the purple-level mecha straight towards Jiang Xiu, unleashing a fierce aura.
Jiang Xiu calmly raised his hand and summoned a black shadow that swept out from the corpse of the light dragon, transforming into a ball of dark light that merged into the Shadow Monarch behind Jiang Xiu. Immediately afterwards, two purple soul rings slowly rose from his feet.
Na'er had already arrived beside Jiang Xiu, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. The Silver Dragon Spear suddenly appeared in her hand, and she showed no fear in the face of the charging mechs.
Just as Jiang Xiu was about to unleash his first soul skill, a figure suddenly darted out from the crowd. Dressed in white and wielding an ice-blue longsword, a sharp sword beam shot out, forcing the purple mecha to activate its defensive mode and stop.
It was Wu Changkong. In the shadows of the crowd, a person saw Wu Changkong make a move and slowly stopped gathering his soul power. On this person's chest was the symbol of the Spirit Pagoda.
"Wu Changkong, you've crossed the line! Last time my brother was injured because of your student, I gave you face and didn't pursue the matter too much, but now my brother is dead, and you still want to stop me!"
The purple-level mech stopped, and a burly man stepped out. Looking at the light dragons that had already split up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared at Wu Changkong.
At the same time, six soul rings, two yellow and four purple, appeared beneath his feet. Wu Changkong's soul rings also appeared, but they were two yellow, two purple, and two black.
"Guang Biao, you condone your brother's bullying of ordinary people. Is this what a Soul Master should do? Even according to federal law, he should have died long ago."
Wu Changkong's gaze was icy, and he spoke without yielding an inch.
Looking at Wu Changkong, Jiang Xiu seemed to understand something. Wu Changkong's appearance here seemed to be to prevent Guanglong's revenge after he was discharged from the hospital.
After all, Guanglong is the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Since he can't get revenge on Tang Wulin and his group, he will definitely target the middle-aged owner of the beef shop.
Then, Jiang Xiu turned his gaze to Guang Biao, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Every city has its own armed forces, and Donghai is a major city on the coast of the Sun and Moon Federation. Therefore, the Federation has deployed a large squadron of mechs here, and Guangbiao is the captain of such a squadron.
"Enough with the nonsense. A life for a life. Wu Changkong, hand over the two murderers behind you, and we'll be fine. I'm the head of the security team, and I have the right to detain the murderers according to federal law."
Guang Biao looked at the six soul rings on Wu Changkong's body, especially the last two ten-thousand-year soul rings, his eyes filled with apprehension. Suppressing his anger, he preemptively identified Jiang Xiu as the murderer.
He had fought with Wu Changkong before. Although they were both Soul Emperors, he was not on the same level as Wu Changkong at all. So he wanted to use federal law to pressure Wu Changkong.
Upon hearing this, Wu Changkong frowned slightly. Looking at Guang Biao and the dozens of mechs behind him, he seemed to have thought of something. The Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand trembled slightly, but he did not make another move.
Seeing this, Guangbiao sneered and then walked toward Jiang Xiu and Na'er with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Captain Guangbiao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Your younger brother broke his own neck, everyone saw it."
At this moment, a figure dressed in a golden robe stepped out from the crowd, smiling as he looked at Guangbiao. On his chest was the emblem of the Spirit Transmission Tower, with eight golden patterns on it.
"Lord Liu, you..."
Upon seeing this person, Guang Biao stopped in his tracks, and even the anger on his face subsided somewhat, because this person was none other than the deputy tower master of the East Sea Spirit Pagoda.
"Are these two people from your Spirit Pagoda?"
Guangbiao secretly transmitted his voice.
"Guangbiao, you don't need to ask about these two people's identities. Besides, your brother committed many evils and even committed suicide. Don't make a mistake for yourself."
Deputy Tower Master Liu maintained a kind expression, but the warning in his tone was already evident.
(End of this chapter)