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In a manor overlooking the sea, across from the continent where Ye Kai resided, a tall, white-haired elder trembled as he gazed at the shattered soul tablet in his hands.
“Lai Qi… my dear child…”
The elder's fingers brushed over the broken pieces of the soul tablet, tears streaming down his face as he repeatedly called out Lai Qi's name in utter despair.
In the hall, rows of wizards clad in black and white robes stood frozen, their faces pale and cold sweat soaking through their garments.
“Thud!”
One servant, unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure, collapsed to the ground.
With vacant eyes and a sorrowful expression, the elder slowly turned his head. “Are you also mourning for my Lai Qi?”
“Yes, yes… it is true, Great Elder!” The servant stammered, his pupils dilating in terror as sweat poured from him.
Though no visible aura emanated from the elder and no intent to kill was present, it was precisely this terrifying atmosphere that instilled greater fear in those around him.
For anyone daring to disturb the Great Elder at such a moment, the outcome was clear; it was merely a question of how tragic it would be.
“So you truly cared for Lai Qi?”
A glimmer of light suddenly shone in the elder's eyes—gratitude and satisfaction. “That’s good, very good. My dear child will surely need someone to attend to him in another world. You shall accompany him.”
“No! Great Elder, please! I don’t want to die!” The servant broke down, repeatedly bowing his head and weeping uncontrollably.
“Were you not very sad?” The Great Elder asked with a hint of confusion on his face.
“No… yes! I don’t want to die! Great Elder, I beg you! Please consider that my grandfather and father both died fighting for our family. I implore you…”
"Oh!"
The Grand Elder seemed to reveal a hint of nostalgia in his eyes as he murmured, "Your grandfather and father have both passed away, haven't they? They must miss you dearly. Yes, my Lai Qi misses you too. You all must take good care of the young master!"
"Pop!"
As soon as the Grand Elder finished speaking, the servant, drenched in sweat, froze in place, his face contorting with fear that grew increasingly exaggerated. With a soft sound, his entire facial skin suddenly peeled away.
Anyone who has experienced a torn hangnail should understand that kind of pain.
At that moment, the piercing wail echoed as if it emerged from the depths of hell, sending chills down the spines of everyone in the estate, making their hair stand on end and goosebumps rise on their skin.
"Hehe, my Lai Qi loves masks and face paint. However, he never knew that I made one for him using Real Person's Skin. Hehe..."
A look of satisfaction appeared on the old man's face as he raised his hand to gently stroke the air in front of him, as if caressing a child's head. "Haha, this time, Grandpa will give you a complete one. You like it, don't you, Lai Qi?"
A shiver ran down their spines!
Utterly horrified!
Anyone who heard those words and saw the old man with tears streaming down his face yet wearing a hint of a satisfied smile all lowered their heads in terror, not daring to make any movement.
A deep-seated fear surged from within, exploding violently in their chests. The icy chill made them feel as if they were standing naked in the biting cold wind.
They shuddered violently; even though everyone present was at least a Level Three Sorcerer, they could not escape this fear.
And at that moment, the master of the estate, who was closest to the old man, felt even more terrified than anyone else.
No one understood the terror of this old man better than him. Even though he was a relative of the elder and shared blood ties, that connection could not shield him from such helplessness and dread.
He knew that if he dared to make even the slightest movement at this moment, he would undoubtedly meet the same fate as that servant.
Though he couldn't bear to look, with the formidable Mental Power of a Fourth-Level Wizard and his sensing abilities, he could clearly 'see' the servant's skeletal muscles and even internal organs gradually shattering, slowly oozing out from the bloodied and disfigured face.
"Some call me a madman!"
"Some call me a freak!"
The old man seemed completely unfazed, lightly waving his hand as if summoning something clean and new, which slowly fell into his grasp. His expression returned to a blank state once more.
"...My beloved child is gone, my legacy is gone, the last drop of my Bloodline in this world has vanished. What should I do now?"
No one spoke.
He crouched lower, his hands hidden beneath the black robe tightly clenched into fists, but he dared not tremble even slightly, for that would mean death!
Certain death!
"Why let him go? The Nine-Section Tower... they have such cruel hearts, you all have such cruel hearts..."
A chill ran down everyone's spine!
All of them gasped in horror in secret. What was happening?
Could it be that this old madman intended for all of us to accompany him to the grave?
"Thud!!!"
Another soft sound echoed as a White-Robed Wizard standing among the crowd suddenly had his clothes explode apart. Then, under the frantic and terrified gazes of everyone, he met the same fate as that servant.
Skin twisted slightly, as if a mouse was burrowing beneath it, and then with a pop, it completely detached.
"Why don’t you all go keep Lai Qi company? He must be very lonely over there. You all watched him grow up; why not resist?"
Watching the crowd of Radiance gathering and erupting in chaos, the old man's expression gradually twisted into a grotesque snarl. He cried out in despair, "Aren't all relatives supposed to be together? Then go, all of you!"
"Kill him! Everyone, attack! He's gone mad! If we don't kill him, we're all going to die!!!"
"Attack! Deadly Ink Cloud, kill!"
"Lava Eruption!"
"Multiple Explosive Arrows!"
"Wail of the Hellish Siren!"
…
In an instant, the entire estate shattered into pieces. A beam of light shot up but quickly faded away.
"Hahahahaha... Go on, go on! I want you all to accompany me in death..."
With a terrifying laughter that was tenfold more chilling than the wail of a Night Owl, it echoed throughout this Harbor.
…
A fleet composed of thirty-three massive Aerial Battleships slowly sailed into the mountains behind the Montague Family.
"Hey, Uncle, just how many Aerial Battleships did you bring?"
Allen was completely stunned, unconsciously exclaiming, "You can't possibly have brought an entire squadron of Aerial Battleships, can you?"
This was just too outrageous!
Why didn't he get such treatment when he crossed over? Although he had secretly hoped that he might be the protagonist, it seemed he had completely given up on that idea now.
It turned out the protagonist had already existed!
In the Era of the Great Universe, even if his family could produce this many Aerial Battleships, they were in a different world—a world filled with wizards and deities!
It was simply unbelievable!
However, the appearance of these Aerial Battleships was a bit strange; he didn't recognize a single one!
"Ha, this is just one squadron! I actually brought an entire detachment!" Ye Kai tried hard to maintain a calm demeanor, but it was easy to see from the upward curve of his lips and slightly squinted eyes that he was relishing everyone's astonishment.
This kind of wicked pleasure was truly...
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