All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 185 The Strongest in the World!
Flames licked the eaves, were whipped by wind and rain, climbed up the flagpole, and ignited the Union Jack at the very top.

In the firelight, the enormous figure in the python robe resembled a small mountain, revealing a pair of eyes with orange-yellow pupils as bright as gold! The thick, long braid hung down like a black python in the wind and rain, resting on his broad shoulders.

His face was square, with thick eyebrows, large and sharp eyes, a thin and pointed mouth under his nose, and wide and long ears that almost reached his shoulders.

At this moment, the man was grinning, his four sharp fangs protruding from his gums like a ferocious beast, resembling a tiger that had spotted its prey.

His exposed wrist was as thick as a strong man's waist; his terrifying physique instantly stunned Dai Yue.

Is this... even human?!
He traveled through most of the Central Plains to the North, and along the way, he not only encountered many masters, but also came into contact with all types of strong individuals.

In the South, he had no rivals in the entire martial arts world. He still remembered that his master, the centenarian, had said that in the past hundred years, only he had emerged as a grandmaster capable of carrying mountains and rivers.

His success is not due to Wing Chun's own merit, but rather to the good fortune of Wing Chun.

but!

Dai Yue stared intently at the towering, mountain-like man! Looking at his clothes, he understood that this man was the absolute decision-maker in all the court's actions, the regent who could forcefully interfere with the Grand Buddha and the Emperor!

Prince Zai!
In the midst of this night of bloody battles and in the pouring cold rain, his hands, which had never wavered in the slightest, were now trembling slightly.

It was an absolutely powerful aura that instilled fear on a biological level.

"These rioters should have been dealt with long ago."

In the crowd, a burly, bearded man, easily two meters tall, wearing a loose-fitting Tsarist Russian military uniform, gazed coldly at them with a pair of deep blue eyes beneath his high-bridged nose.

"Ha, if it weren't for these rioters, how could that old man have been forced to bow his head?"

"Their value has already been realized."

The Russian marshal said nothing, but Vasily's telegram indicated a concession on market interests. This also meant that the rioters at Dagu Fort had caused him considerable trouble.

At this moment, a human-shaped holy statue on his chest emitted a dazzling crimson light!

The next moment, all the flames in the entire concession area surged toward the holy statue on his chest like a river flowing backward!

Prince Zai, standing nearby, glanced at him and chuckled, "Livich, your Animism's Holy Spirit is quite effective."

"call--"

The Russian commander exhaled a breath of hot air and said in a low voice, "Brother Zai, let's not talk about other families."

"Why should we stand on ceremony between us? As long as the pan-spiritual doctrine can be spread in China, even your royal family can practice the Holy Spirit totem."

"it is good."

Prince Zai grinned.

This Russian commander was an Evenki, and like the Jing Dynasty imperial family, they practiced animistic beliefs similar to shamanism.

One worships the spirit of wild beasts, the other worships the spirit of nature.

This is why the one who came to communicate with the court was the Russian commander. As an Evenki, he shared the same faith as the imperial family and was naturally close to them.

At this moment, Prince Zai looked at Dai Yue, but facing this man who had single-handedly destroyed the entire concession, he had no desire to even make a move.

"kill."

A soft voice rang out, and all the new soldiers instantly pulled the trigger!

During this time, under swift and precise command, all the new troops had entered the ruins of the concession in large numbers! As the flames were consumed, thousands of guns opened fire instantly within a semi-circular arc in front of Dai Yue!

bang bang bang! ! !
boom--

The dense barrage of gunfire converged into a torrent of metal!
Dai Yue leaped into the air immediately! But there were simply too many bullets blasting out! A first-tier physical body simply couldn't withstand such a density of bullets!

Bang!
Dai Yue unleashed the strongest solidified state of the Martial Ancestor's phantom! He leaped into the nearby ruins to hide!
Behind the shattered doors and windows, Dai Yue rolled over and ran deeper into the area!

Even after just one round, the shadow of the Martial Ancestor behind him had faded considerably.

"You can't escape! You can't escape!"

Qin Lu's head was halfway out of the pocket, while the rest of her body remained a clump.

"Prince Zai is the pinnacle of the entire Great Jing Dynasty! He is the pillar of the court! No matter how strong you people are, you are not much stronger than ordinary people in front of him!"

"Let me go! Let me go! I can plead for you and give you a chance!"

"Prince Zai likes Han Chinese lackeys. Look, so many Han Chinese have become generals! As long as you obey... ugh!!"

Dai Yue reached out and pinched Qin Lu's head back down!
His voice suddenly became indistinct: "Let...me go! I am His Majesty's...spirit!"

"It doesn't matter whose spirit you are."

Dai Yue's voice was calm.

As far as I am now, what difference does it make if he were the spirit of the Heavenly King himself?
He was born of lowly birth and could not afford to eat the government's grain.

What he needed was to break through the encirclement! At this moment, he gripped Qin Lu's hand and plunged it in fiercely! A strong spiritual energy instantly climbed up the illusory figure behind him!

Bang bang bang! !

The new army's pursuit was almost immediate!
Looking at the sparks flying from the bullets outside, Dai Yue knew that running away like this wouldn't solve the problem! He had to find a way to break through the concession area and enter the complex residential area. Only in those alleys and lanes would he have a chance!

The concessions, with their wide roads and sparse buildings, were the perfect place for these troops to shoot and pursue!
Thinking of this, Dai Yue gripped his Eight-Cut Blade tightly, seized the opportunity, and smashed the glass!
wow-

The moment the shattered glass exploded, it attracted a dense hail of bullets from the new army!
Among them, one general's body was bursting with dragon and tiger energy, and he even attached the phantom of a bear to the bullet, which shot towards him with a bang!

Dai Yue rolled over, and the wall behind him was torn apart by the bear!
He bent his feet and leaped forward!

Bang!
The illusory figure of the Martial Ancestor unleashed a powerful punch, which directly caused seven or eight members of the new army in front to cough up blood and stagger backward!

"What a thief!"

At that moment, the soldier in the bear phantom suddenly attacked! He drew his sword, and the bear behind him roared and howled!
Dai Yue stared intently, his wrists taut in the rain and mist, his forearms and upper arms like gun barrels!

Eight-slash sword thrust!

But just as he was about to get close, Dai Yue suddenly flicked the rain off his knife!
The officer facing him instinctively closed his eyes, and the Eight-Cut Blade parried his waist knife!

not good!

The officer was startled the moment the immense force came through his hand!
But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Dai Yue's approaching gaze!
Calm, cold!
Pfft!

Another eight-slash sword pierced straight into his heart, and then Dai Yue, carrying the officer, smashed into the crowd!
In the crowd, the new soldiers couldn't fire indiscriminately. Dai Yue's close-quarters combat skills immediately came into play!
He was like a human meat grinder, carving a bloody vortex through the new army!

"Ah."

call--

On the empty street, Marshal Livech extended his finger and lit a cigarette.

He exhaled and said, "This commoner is quite strong."

"With his fighting skills alone, he is already very close to being a five-star hunter."

Prince Zai's gaze remained calm as he said, "The Han people will never reach the level of a five-star hunter."

Livich exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "But with such strength, in a real duel, he might not be weaker than a five-star hunter."

"How about we guess how many breaths it will take me to finish him off?"

"You? Never mind."

Livich shrugged and said, "You are the strongest shaman I have ever seen. You and I, as well as those guys from England, France and Germany, possess rights that have become part of our power and have surpassed everything else."

"To ordinary people, we are already demigods."

Prince Zai chuckled lightly, offering no rebuttal, and asked, "Have you read the recent newspapers?"

"I didn't look at it. You know your characters are too difficult."

"There was a man in the Boxer Rebellion named Tai Sui. He was the one who attacked your Japanese fleet and killed Fukushima Masayasu. The destruction of the English army and its commander was also the work of Tai Sui, according to my verification."

“I inspected the armed forces at the time, and there were no dead. They were just short of ammunition. I can assure you that they didn’t actually participate in the battle; they were just there to make up the numbers.”

"Oh."

Livich stroked his beard and said, "I know about this. The staff officer told me. I sent the information about Tai Sui to the old man via telegram."

"His strength is probably more than that of a five-star hunter."

Prince Zai shook his head and said, "He's just a Han Chinese. Perhaps he's just a guardian deity with stronger abilities."

“I will devour his spirit, and then we can all have a taste.”

“Okay.” The two said as they watched the killings taking place within the concession.

However, as time went on, Prince Zai's brows furrowed slightly.

"His spirit has a very strong recovery ability."

"Yes."

Livecchi also noticed that the phantom behind that guy was on the verge of shattering several times, but it quickly recovered each time.

"Gamble."

"One breath, and I'll take care of him."

Prince Zai grinned and said, "I don't want more. You help me negotiate with that old bastard Vasid. A 3% share of the opium market in Dajing is too little. I want at least 5% to myself."

Prince Zai lowered his eyes and looked at Livich, saying, "You know. One of the reasons why the strongest people from several countries dare not come is that they are afraid of being killed by me."

"If I were to join the war, the few men you have at sea wouldn't even be enough to fill my teeth."

Livich shrugged and said, "I have no objection."

"However, don't gamble. I'll help you fight for your interests. Northern, you give me an ice-free port."

"Small things."

Prince Zai spoke casually, as if giving away a city's worth of land was merely a meal for a friend. The life-and-death suffering of hundreds of thousands of people was less important than his 2% opium.

Livich knew that Prince Zai's arrogant words were not wrong.

Generally speaking, given the immense profits in the Chinese market, every national leader should be a nobleman with top-tier power and authority.

But this time, only I was sent; the rest were commanders who had sufficient qualifications and authority but no real power.

The reason is that they are worried about Prince Zai!

If he goes berserk, he can truly kill top-tier beings, including angels and demigods from various countries!

Because of the strength of individual abilities, this world is always a battle of kings against kings, generals against generals, and soldiers against soldiers.

Looking at the overall war situation, did the imperial court send troops?
Not a single soldier was deployed!
Since the Allied Forces set out, they have only encountered obstruction from civilian Han Chinese groups!

As for the Green Standard Army at Dagu Fortress? They were just garrison troops stationed there. At the beginning of the war, Prince Zai even sent people to gather them up and forbid them from participating in the battle.

why?
Because the royal family understands that with Prince Zai around, no country would dare to lay a hand on the royal family.

Similarly, Prince Zai himself was well aware of this. As a top-tier fighter, he could suppress and deter others. But the gap in overall national strength was undeniable.

Once the great powers get serious, the sheer number of their low-ranking soldiers and powerful officers will be overwhelming! If they suffer a major defeat and the population dwindles, his strength will plummet! At that point, not only will his country be destroyed, but he will also be easily annihilated!

Every top-tier expert holds a high position and wields great power. Because once one reaches the pinnacle of strength, to continue to do so, one needs faith.

This includes the people's loyalty to the imperial court, their religious beliefs, and their personal worship.

Prince Zai's power stemmed from the submission of the vast population of the Central Plains to the imperial court; population and popular support were directly linked to his strength.

King, General, Soldier.

A national war is like a three-race horse race; you can only hope to win at least two of the battles. For Da Jing, victory is only a possibility in the king-versus-king battle; the other two offer no chance whatsoever.

boom!
At that moment, Prince Zai's imposing figure suddenly leaped up!

His movements were as swift as lightning!
"That was a good punch."

As Dai Yue was fighting, he felt the torrential rain above his head stop, and a thick black shadow loomed behind him in the night!
The intense sense of crisis made Dai Yue's hair stand on end!

He was like a cat with its fur standing on end; he suddenly grabbed Qin Lu from his pocket with all his might!

A rich spiritual energy instantly flowed into the Martial Ancestor's body!

The phantom of Martial Ancestor Sengchou almost materialized!

“I remember sending people to the martial arts school, but they didn’t come back.”

"They can't even seize the opportunity to be slaves."

"Then let's become ghosts."

Dai Yue turned around abruptly and saw a huge fist, like a giant battering ram, tearing a steam-filled trail in the torrential rain!

That was a powerful force that generated extremely high temperatures through friction in the air!

Countless raindrops twisted and evaporated, and the powerful force even created streaks of crimson fire on the surface of his skin!
This doesn't look like a fist at all.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it completely exceeded the limits that flesh and blood creatures could achieve!

boom!
Before Dai Yue could think any further, he crossed his arms, and the solid body of the Martial Ancestor outside him also crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming a cross-shaped defensive posture!
but!

The next moment, a thick, millstone-like python crawled out from Prince Zai's body, along his arm, and instantly pounced on the illusory figure of the Martial Ancestor!

boom!
The instant the python coiled around the Martial Ancestor!

Two spirit entities slammed into the crowd, instantly crushing more than a dozen soldiers to death!
Amidst the screams, Dai Yue felt a chill run through his body!
After discovering that the guardian deity had disappeared, the fist was already in front of him!

Can't stop!
Can't escape!

Dai Yue's eyes narrowed, and he slammed his right fist into his pocket, causing Qin Lu to exhale another burst of spiritual energy!

Because the Martial Ancestor was separated, this spiritual energy could only be used for defense.

At the same time, he suddenly stepped to the side and slammed his left hand down on the thick arm that was attacking him!

Tai Chi Cloud Hands!

The "sticky" technique!
boom! !

The moment they made contact, Dai Yue's expression changed!
too strong! !

That terrifying force made his left hand tremble uncontrollably, making it impossible for it to stick!

……

The rain was pouring down.

All the new troops brought here poured into the concession, leaving the wide streets outside completely deserted.

Livich didn't even look at the central battlefield.

Because of Prince Zai's strength, based on his previous performance and the verification of the population of Da Jing, the king-level generals of the great powers unanimously believe that he is currently... the strongest in the world!
Livich threw down his cigarette butt and stomped it out.

Bang!
A bloody, mangled corpse, splattered with blood, was violently thrown in front of him!

“Ahem—poof!”

The man's white suit was almost completely burned, and his entire upper body was charred black, with blood gushing out, turning the area a dark red.

Dai Yue's arms and chest bones were completely broken, and the bones in his forearms were smashed into his collarbone. His internal organs in his upper body were probably turned into mush, and he was barely breathing.

May the Holy Spirit bless you.

Livich bent down, inserted a cigarette into Dai Yue's bloodied mouth, and lit it.

The fact that this man wasn't smashed into a bloody mist by a single punch proves that both he and Prince Zai had misjudged him. He possessed at least the strength of a five-star hunter.

He deserves his own cigarette.

Then, Livecchi casually drew his sword, preparing to cut off the man's head.

There were already five of these heads stuck in the shelves at the back.

bass!
Snapped!
Suddenly, a pale hand gripped the sword at the collar of the man's suit!

"Ok?"

when!
The small white hand punched away the sword blade, and a small white figure jumped out from the collar!

The little man grabbed Dai Yue by the collar and ran away!

A paper figure!
Dai Yue's limp body slid across the ground quickly, leaving a scarlet bloodstain that spread out on the ground!

Livich looked up and saw a boy dressed in a white linen shirt, with his sideburns tied up and his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the street in the pouring rain.

(End of this chapter)