Chapter 311: Man Who Moves History (Part 2)
The man’s death directly terrified his wife.
For Lotus Village, even if there were fights in the village, bloodshed was the most they had experienced. But a hole blown through a man’s chest? This was a scene they had never seen before.
The frailty of the human flesh was so evident in the face of the dark streak.
Yet, this was all the man could do.
He had given his all.
Didn’t he worry about his wife’s safety before he died?
But he had exerted all his strength, at the cost of his life.
The woman’s body went limp, terror, despair, grief… various emotions spread across her heart.
Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the ground, weeping hysterically.
She was now a widow.
Ah Bao was fatherless.
Not far away, the instigator of all this raised an eyebrow, his narrow eyes reflecting a teasing glint.
The foreign man examined his fingernails, indifferent to the scene before him, his heart void of any ripple.
He even found it sowhat interesting.
Most of his foreign race shared his indifference, his callousness.
To this world, they were invaders.
“What is this supposed to be? An ant’s love story? Or a male creature’s instinctive desire to protect?” he murmured.
He watched the woman’s eyes, filled with despair, fear, and a touch of resentnt, and he felt satisfied.
He liked that complex look in her eyes.
He even contemplated whether he should gouge out those eyes and keep them as a trophy?
“Hmm, it’s a good idea, quite romantic,” he said, smugly.
Then… just do it!
His left hand moved again, a slightly smaller dark streak appeared, dashing towards the woman’s eyes.
He wanted to extract them while she was still alive.
“That will be fresh!” he laughed.
Just as the dark streak was about to touch the woman, he looked up abruptly, sprouted a pair of wings composed of black streaks, and flew away without looking back.
“Dammit! Why is there a Heavenly Dust Cultivator nearby!” he cursed, “I was lucky I was cautious.”
He flew away quickly, completely ignoring the fate of the woman.
The dark streak he released earlier was an inch away from the woman’s eyes, but a streak of Sword Qi was even quicker!
“Tssss!”
The Sword Qi pierced through the dark streak.
A soft force cocooned the woman, pulling her back, to prevent her from being hurt by the aftershock of the Sword Qi.
Up in the sky, more Sword Qis were pursuing the foreign man.
In a flash, they ford the Ancient Five Elents Sword Formation, trapping the foreign man within.
“Was… was I saved?”
However, the woman looked around blankly without spotting a single person.
Lu Xun had yet to arrive.
But his sword had arrived first!
Lu Xun, a man who could burst a Spirit Lamp from afar just by manipulating his spiritual power.
Compared to an ordinary sword cultivator, his sword Qi had a greater range, a faster speed!
The foreign man considered himself alert enough, but didn’t expect the opponent to act so decisively, taking him by surprise with a lethal strike!
This puzzled him.
Supposedly, even if a Heavenly Dust Cultivator happened to be passing by and sensed the spiritual fluctuations here, he would at most co to have a look and assess the situation.
Who would start killing as soon as they arrived?
Damn it, there was a barrage of Sword Qi released even from afar!
This is illogical! Completely illogical!
It’s as if he knew I was an invader…
There’s no reason at all!
Could it be… because of the sll of blood here?
Despite the nurous questions in his mind, the present situation allowed him no ti to contemplate.
Survival is priority.
Seizing the chance before others arrive, he had to break the Sword Array first and then escape as far as possible.
Just as he was about to give it his all, a slightly ethereal male voice echoed from the distance:
“Ancient Five Elents Formation – Reverse!”
In an instant, the Five Elents Formation shifted from “Five Elents Generative Cycle” to “Five Elents Destructive Cycle”.
The Spiritual Power embedded in the Sword Qi began to rage, which subsequently led to a massive burst of Spiritual Energy!
It exploded!
The black wings behind the foreign race man enveloped him, but they couldn’t fully resist this ferocious force of energy!
At this mont, a man in a black robe with a black sword sheath in hand descended from the sky, landing in front of the woman collapsed on the ground.
He glanced at the woman looking up at him, then at the man beside her with a gaping hole in his chest and sighed quietly:
“I’m still too late…”
The woman stared at Lu Xun. She was now sowhat disoriented, barely making out the silhouette, unable to discern his features clearly.
“Are you an immortal?”
That was the woman’s last thought.
The next mont, she could no longer withstand the pressure and passed out.
Lu Xun turned around, looking at the foreign race man not too far away, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
Extre disgust.
During his gaming days, the so-called foreign race was just a group of small monsters, and a bunch of bosses were used to farm for experience points, contribution points and gear.
Would you loathe the low-level creatures in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda when you played “Dream West Journey”?
Not likely.
Although “Heavenly Dust” was a different ga and players had a strong sense of imrsion, it was still ultimately just a ga.
Perhaps at so monts, the players’ emotions were stirred. They were indignant, they were resentful. Yet, once they logged off and returned to reality, everything would change.
A ga, after all, is just a ga.
Players like Mo Guanji, who were completely imrsed in the ga and treated it as a second life, were naturally in the minority among the entire player base.
Lu Xun was considered one of the players who had a strong sense of imrsion. During the gaplay, when he saw so of the actions of the foreign race, he would have emotional ups and downs.
But his feelings were nowhere near as strong as they were at this mont!
He clearly realized that he was not just moved by compassion.
Therefore, looking at the dead man, his feelings were quite complicated.
To him, the Heavenly Dust Continent was already a very real world.
What terrified him was that he seed to subconsciously consider himself a mber of the Heavenly Dust Continent.
So, it was hard to describe his ntality.
But one thing he was sure of.
He wanted this foreign race man dead!
This emotion was different from when he played the ga!
Although the ultimate objective was the sa, the mindset was worlds apart.
Since he ca here, years had flashed by.
The mortals here, the Sects here, the cultivators here, they all had their own gentleness, a kind of gentleness that Lu Xun could feel towards this world.
He had also enjoyed this gentleness.
Or rather, since he had crossed over, he had been continuously enjoying the gentleness this world offered, never stopping.
At this mont, he actually felt the impulse to protect it.
Although he regained so normalcy in the next mont, he was still sowhat bewildered.
“What a strange feeling”, Lu Xun thought to himself.
He was sowhat confused, sowhat perplexed.
But this did not interfere with his actions.
He raised his other hand, producing a Mist Sword imbued with Sword Intent.
With a re flick of Lu Xun’s finger, this level 34 foreign race man, although not elite, was instantly punctured by the Mist Sword!
This was the disparity of power level.
This was the ability that the current Lu Xun possessed!
Ordinary foreign race individuals were indeed no match for him, easily defeated in a single strike.
The foreign race man did not even have ti to react before a huge hole appeared in his chest.
This hole, similar to the one on the corpse of the Lotus Village man lying on the ground, was in the exact sa position.
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