2242 Let be your hero instead
At this mont, Naless Nie looked like he crawled out of the deepest pits of hell. His hatred-filled eyes were akin to Odin’s eyes examining the entire Independent State.
They had to pay a bloody price for that incident!
“It’s ti to change the Independent State’s rules,” Naless Nie expressionlessly said. “Why can’t you marry an outsider? It’s truly absurd. Love is the natural course of things—how can a bunch of idiots and nobodies like you all forcefully stop it…”
“What a joke!” an elder from an ancient clan ridiculed her. “These are rules that have been established since the Independent State was created. Your insolence isn’t allowed!”
“That’s right, we represent the supre power of the Independent State. We represent God; that’s the rules!” Clan Leader Jiang Ying from the Direct Line proclaid.
Naless Nie fell silent.
A long while later, Naless Nie slowly looked up and ran his eyes over the Direct Line and the Collateral Branch. “If you’re God…”
Naless Nie’s lips curled up. “Then I am… God’s taboo.”
“Don’t waste words on him! Kill him!”
Various factions from the Independent State scread angrily.
“Co, show what you’ve got,” Naless Nie frostily responded, standing in his spot.
“Brother…” Ye Wanwan’s voice ca from the side.
Naless Nie’s spine stiffened slightly. He didn’t look at his parents and younger sister; he didn’t look at their gazes of extre disappointnt.
After a prolonged silence, Naless Nie aloofly turned to Ye Wanwan and said, “Go back. Pretend I’m dead.”
Ye Wanwan scrutinized Naless Nie for a few seconds before abruptly laying her hand over his left shoulder. “This ti… let be your superhero instead.”
Before Naless Nie could react, Ye Wanwan yelled toward the crowd, “Are the mbers of the Fearless Alliance and the Rose of Death here?!”
“Here!”
Ear-splitting shouts were heard.
“Good.” Ye Wanwan nodded. “Now, I’ll represent the Fearless Alliance and the Rose of Death and announce that we’re withdrawing from the Collateral Branch and the Direct Line. Today, we’ll unconditionally support Naless Nie. Whoever dares to touch a hair on him, I’ll give them a one-way ticket to hell!”
The elders, higher-ups, Big Dipper, and Seven Star all rushed over to Ye Wanwan’s side.
On the other side, the mbers of the Rose of Death also poured out like a nest of bees and sward toward Ye Wanwan.
“You! You’re asking for your death…”
Clan Leader Jiang shouted, his expression enraged.
“Is that so? Let’s try.”
A man’s bone-chilling voice resounded through the battlefield.
At so point in ti, that glacial man had quietly moved next to Ye Wanwan, and his apathetic eyes were utterly placid.
“Lord Asura…”
The people from the Direct Line looked at each other with a frown.
“Si Yehan, what are you doing?!”
Upon seeing this, the clan leader of the ancient Si clan yelled instantaneously.
“Do I need to ask you before doing sothing?” Si Yehan retorted indifferently.
“You…” Fear flitted through the clan leader’s eyes, and he didn’t dare to say anything more.
“Sh*t, Ah-Jiu… He’s gone mad, he’s gone mad! He’s seriously gone mad…” Jiang Lihen was astonished.
“The factions of Prison have always belonged to the sa camp. Becoming enemies with the Independent State is my dream.” Xie Qianchuan laughed and led Slaughter’s Gate out of the crowd.
Jiang Lihen exasperatedly glanced at these two lunatics before languidly strolling forward, his cutting gaze sweeping over the battlefield. “If you want to play, sure… Just give us the word, and our Prison will play until the end!”
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