"..."
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."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
