Run!
Run quickly!
If they don't run now, they'll really be slaughtered like pigs!
In an instant, those black pigs frantically scampered away in all directions, their little legs pattering against the ground.
Seeing this.
Nanako couldn't possibly let them escape. She stepped forward, pointed with her small hand, and shouted: "You wretched black pigs, none of you are allowed to run! Disciple! Let's go! Time to catch some pigs!!"
It only took about ten minutes.
One by one, the squealing black pigs were tied up with ropes.
One after another.
Strung together in a line.
A staff struck the first black pig's bottom.
The pigs behind followed along, crying o(╥﹏╥)o.
They were all on the verge of breaking down.
But they couldn't understand.
Why were they suddenly cursed to become black pigs!
Why were these bastard mages unaffected!
Something was definitely wrong!
Something must be wrong!
And at that moment.
Footsteps echoed from the end of the street.
Soldiers in armor, led by a knight, were quickly approaching.
The black pigs trembled.
It's the town guard soldiers!!
It's the knight captain!
It's their people!
Their battle with the Winter Spring Valley mages must have attracted their attention.
They're saved!
They're finally saved!
The black pigs immediately started squealing excitedly.
"What's happening here?" asked Alex the knight, frowning as he dismounted and cautiously approached.
"Who are you people! Where did you come from?!"
Nanako glared, about to answer.
Lynn smiled slightly, taking the Winter Spring Valley insignia from his master's hand, and said: "We are mages from Winter Spring Valley, and this is Nanako, an executor from our valley."
Upon seeing the insignia, the knight was stunned.
After confirming its authenticity.
He immediately straightened his posture, performed a formal knight's salute, and said seriously:
"So you're guests from Winter Spring Valley. My apologies. I am the honorary knight of Lakeside Town and the garrison commander here. You may call me Alex."
Lynn glanced at the insignia on his chest and smiled, "You're from the Order Church?"
Alex nodded, his expression solemn: "Yes, I'm a knight of the Order Church, though it's just a title. I've never had the chance to study at the church headquarters."
Lynn immediately understood.
It seemed Saint Anna and her group were high-ranking officials sent by the Order Church.
After arriving at this small town, they immediately took control of the garrison forces here.
"Oink—Oink—" The black pigs let out loud squeals.
Help!
Help us!
Whack—
Lynn kicked away one of the large black pigs.
Seeing this, Alex asked puzzled: "May I ask what happened here? And these black pigs?"
Lynn's expression turned serious: "It's a curse. We had just arrived here and planned to meet up with our people before investigating, but unexpectedly, we encountered Secret Source mages who had already set up an ambush!"
Upon hearing this, Alex was shocked: "Secret Source mages?!"
Lynn nodded, saying gravely: "Yes, those Secret Source mages attacked us, and we were forced to fight back. But those mages were so bizarre that we almost got wiped out..."
Then.
He pointed to the magical girl beside Nanako and said:
"Look how badly she's injured?"
The black pigs were all stunned.
Alex frowned, pondering: "Secret Source mages... Indeed, I remember Lady Saint Anna mentioning this. The reason they came here was because they discovered traces of Secret Source..."
The black pig that was Saint Anna immediately squealed: "Oink—Oink—"
No!
That's not it!
Don't listen to his made-up story!
We are the Spell Breaker squad!
Lynn kicked it again.
He said seriously: "Yes, the reason we survived this time was truly thanks to Saint Anna's Spell Breaker squad!"
Hearing this, Alex was surprised: "You met Lady Saint Anna?"
Lynn nodded, saying earnestly: "Yes, those Secret Source mages tried to curse us, but Saint Anna's Spell Breaker squad arrived just in time and helped us reflect the curse back at those Secret Source mages in the critical moment, and that's how we were saved!"
Then Lynn pointed at the black pigs.
"These black pigs are those Secret Source mages!"
The black pigs: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Nanako: "!๑Ő௰Ő๑)!!!"
She understood! She finally understood!
Her crafty disciple was turning black into white, perfectly wrapping up the whole situation!
So powerful!
This was truly amazing!
Alex was even more shocked.
His gaze immediately fell on those black pigs with utter disgust.
He gritted his teeth hatefully: "I see, as expected of our church's elite Spell Breaker squad. These damned vermin... I... I'll cut you down!"
In an instant.
He raised his greatsword, ready to chop off the black pig's head.
The pig that was Saint Anna shouted in shock: "Oink—"
No!
It's not like that!
Don't listen to his lies!
We're not Secret Source mages, I'm Saint Anna, we're the Spell Breaker squad!
But just as the sword was about to behead the pig.
Lynn stopped him, saying seriously:
"Captain Alex, please calm down. Saint Anna took the Spell Breaker squad to chase after the escaped Secret Source mages, and she specifically instructed us not to kill these pigs yet!"
"We need to interrogate them to find out who's behind all this, that's what's most important!"
Alex immediately came to his senses, taking a deep breath, and said with complexity:
"I apologize for my impulsiveness. Indeed, Lady Saint Anna's consideration is very thorough. If we can't root them out completely, killing these few pawns would be meaningless."
The black pigs were dumbfounded.
So...
Were they saved...
But would he be that kind? Something felt...
Lynn said: "Indeed, we should torture them first, and after hundreds of rounds of severe interrogation, we can kill them later!"
The black pigs: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
So this was his plan all along!
Alex nodded, saying seriously: "I was thinking the same thing. Brother, would you mind if I start torturing them now?"
Lynn said gravely: "Of course not, in fact, I was just about to suggest the same!"
The two reached a perfect agreement.
The next moment.
The grinding-teeth soldiers immediately stepped forward, grabbed the squealing black pigs.
Then pinned them down and started beating them mercilessly.
Though they couldn't kill them now.
A good beating was absolutely fine!
Immediately, pig-slaughter-like screams filled the sky.
"Oink—Oink—"
"Gentler! Gentler! Don't kill them!" Lynn said concernedly: "We still need to torture them later! If necessary, heal them with a healing spell and continue beating!"
"Take it slow, hit where there's more meat, hey, young man over there, no need for the cleaver!"
After a full ten minutes of beating.
Alex was almost tearful as he walked forward, extended his hand, and solemnly shook hands with Lynn, saying:
"You are a good person, and a rational mage. I very much hope we can work together with Winter Spring Valley to perfectly resolve this unusual incident!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
