"..."
For a moment, an eerie silence fell over the surroundings.
The Headless Knight stopped his destructive rampage, stood up, and turned to stare at this peculiar human youth.
He observed meticulously, scrutinizing up and down.
But all the feedback he received told him...
This guy was just an ordinary human.
Can't you see I'm having a great time killing here? And you're just sitting there cutting strawberries - this is disrespecting my profession!
(╯°□°）╯
Clang—
Clang—
He took heavy steps toward Lynn, casting a massive shadow.
Looking down, he spoke with a hint of doubt in his voice:
"Can't you see me?"
Lynn focused on cutting his fruit, responding dismissively: "I can."
"Then aren't you afraid?" the Headless Knight questioned doubtfully.
Lynn tossed a strawberry into his mouth, staring with dead-fish eyes:
"Terrified! Absolutely terrified."
"Then why aren't you running?" the Headless Knight glared.
Lynn concentrated on his fruit knife, saying: "Can't you see I'm cutting fruit? If you've got nothing else to do, get lost. I'm waiting for my master to return."
The Headless Knight was instantly shocked.
You, a mere human, dare to be so arrogant in front of me?!
Got a death wish?!
"Oh, by the way," Lynn turned his head, his fish-dead eyes looking at him, and said:
"Just a suggestion, if you're going to cause destruction, fine, but could you not shout those chuunibyou-like slogans? Haven't you noticed my goosebumps? Have some respect for others' feelings, would you?"
"..."
"..."
Instantly, silence fell so complete you could hear a pin drop.
"You dare give me suggestions?" The Headless Knight was stunned.
Can't you read the situation?
I'm a demon!
The kind of terrifying demon who kills without batting an eye!
He finally understood.
This guy must be mentally ill!
To be this brain-dead, the condition must be severe!
Since that's the case...
His face suddenly twisted into an evil, gleeful smile.
Just as Lynn was about to complete the final step of making his ice cream cone, the Headless Knight suddenly lifted his foot and smashed Lynn's stand, along with his strawberries, into pieces.
The next moment, a mocking laugh rang out unrestrained.
"I don't care what you're up to, but you're quite interesting. You're the first one to remain so calm in front of me."
Lynn: "..."
He spread his arms, letting out bursts of taunting laughter.
Thus, he completely failed to notice Lynn's slowly rising head and the expression on his face.
"What, not happy?"
The Headless Knight sneered as he raised his blade, saying:
"But it doesn't matter. Dying by my sword is the honor of your lifetime! Hahaha!"
In an instant.
The terrifying giant blade was raised overhead.
Then it slashed down toward Lynn.
The horrifying power instantly stirred up an overwhelming presence, like Mount Tai crashing down.
A huge metallic clash rang out.
The scene he imagined of splitting this human in half didn't materialize.
He was shocked to see that.
When his giant blade hit the human's head, it actually got a huge notch in it.
If viewed from the side, one would surely see this bizarre scene.
A gap had been knocked into the middle of the massive blade, with the dead-fish-eyed youth's head wedged in that gap.
Fragments of the blade clattered to the ground.
"Holy crap!" The Headless Knight was instantly shocked.
This sword was forged from the hardest metal from the abyss!!
What kind of joke is this!
This can't be real!!
This can't be real!!
He even thought he was hallucinating!
Lynn opened his dead-fish eyes and unhurriedly raised his hand.
Then, under the Headless Knight's shocked gaze, he flicked the blade embedded in his head...
Just a light tap with his finger.
Like flicking someone's forehead.
Crash—
The battle blade instantly developed countless cracks, then shattered like glass all over the ground.
Headless Knight (ΩДΩ): "Holy shit!!!!"
Lynn took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and said:
"Do you know how long I've been licking that ice cream cone?"
"I didn't even eat it during my health check..."
"You think you can just rampage like this?!!!"
Lynn was furious.
With rolled-up sleeves, his fist delivered an uppercut to the Headless Knight's stomach.
A sound comparable to a nuclear explosion rang out.
The Headless Knight's back instantly bulged, his eyes protruded, and his entire armor cracked with countless fissures.
"Mommy!!!"
A piercing scream of agony echoed throughout the city.
...
Meanwhile.
In the deepest underground of the castle.
Vivian gritted her teeth, forcefully inserted the ancient key into the keyhole, and turned it hard.
Instantly.
The massive stone door before her immediately lit up with dense magical patterns.
Vivian pushed open the great door, almost completely drained of strength.
A huge space suddenly appeared before her eyes.
And in the next moment, she saw the situation inside clearly.
Right in the center of that space.
Sat a hunched figure covered in dust.
It had white hair falling over its shoulders and held a rusty sword in its arms, looking like a withering old man.
"Is it... a descendant of the master..."
An old and hoarse voice rang out.
Vivian's whole body instantly trembled as she said, "Yes... yes, I am Vivian Lin Violet, the two hundred and fifty-first great-granddaughter of the Great Lord of Violet... greetings... greetings, Grandfather Sword Puppet..."
She quickly knelt down.
Before her father's death, he had told her the family's greatest secret.
She knew that the being before her was their ancestor's, the great Great Lord of Violet's most outstanding creation.
A powerful magical puppet that even possessed self-awareness.
Throughout history, every time their Violet family faced a crisis, this powerful being would emerge to help them resolve it.
It could be said that.
Without his existence, there would be no Violet family today.
The hunched figure slowly stood up, dust rolling off his body.
"I understand," he said in a hoarse voice:
"I have already sensed the demon's presence. Indeed, times have changed..."
"If the master were still alive, even a demon lord would not dare to set foot on this land where he once lived..."
He slowly turned his head, revealing his face.
When Vivian saw his face, her whole body instantly trembled in shock.
Half of his elderly face had collapsed, revealing the extremely precise gears and parts inside.
Under his tattered sleeve, one could faintly see an arm made entirely of precise magical patterns and metal constructs.
The Sword Puppet!
Her ancestor the Great Lord of Violet's proudest creation.
A puppet that had lived for thousands of years.
"Grandfather Sword Puppet, your body..." Vivian trembled.
The Sword Puppet said hoarsely: "My energy is insufficient now, my body sustained wear during the last emergence, many parts have started to deteriorate... however..."
"I can still fight one last battle."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
