Are you laughing at me for not having a mecha? But I am the king of mechas!

Chapter 138 I am giving orders, not discussing them!

Although Rakshasa's combat level has dropped, he has been drinking Scarlet Wine Dew since he was a child, and after so many years he is already immune to it.

As an eighth-level expert, and since both of them were drinking diluted scarlet wine, Ling Xiu had an excellent alcohol tolerance, and this amount of wine wasn't even enough to whet his appetite.

It was quite a challenge for Zhou Luo, as he drank only the diluted Scarlet Wine Liqueur for the first cup, and the rest of the wine was the pure Scarlet Wine Liqueur.

At this point, Zhou Luo had long since lost his sense of direction and could only make out the outlines of whether the person in front of him was male or female.

Zhou Luo slumped and fell onto Liu Qingxue's shoulder.

Suddenly.

Liu Qingxue's body stiffened, and her pretty face visibly flushed a shade redder. The hormonal scent emanating from Zhou Luo constantly filled Liu Qingxue's nostrils.

"Is this what it feels like?"

Liu Qingxue instinctively supported Zhou Luo's body.

Sudden.

She felt a warmth on her thigh. Because of the banquet, no one was wearing armor, but Liu Qingxue was wearing a beige short-sleeved shirt and khaki shorts. She could clearly feel the temperature of the hand.

Looking down, she saw a large hand under the table already on her slender leg. She couldn't help but tremble slightly. She subconsciously brought her legs together, and her snow-white cheeks instantly flushed with a sunset-like blush, her eyelashes drooping in panic.

She quickly reached out and pressed down on the flailing hand.

So he likes my legs.

After a while, Rakshasa slowly stood up after drinking enough wine, and all eyes fell on the Rakshasa City Lord who was about to announce something important.

"I hereby announce three things."

"First, from now on, young friend Zhou will be an honored guest of my Asura clan, and also my half-disciple."

Upon hearing Luocha's words, everyone looked at Zhou Luo, who was lying in Liu Qingxue's arms and surrounded by a strong aura of blood, and subconsciously nodded slightly.

"Secondly, the Asura Clan will establish diplomatic relations with the Spirit Human Clan from now on."

"Wow—"

These words caused an uproar throughout the entire venue. The members of the two major clans cheered, while the city lords of the Third Hell Road remained silent with grim expressions.

Although the Asura clan of the Third Hell Road is the overlord, these city lords, when united, are also a considerable force. In addition, with their support for Rakshasa, Rakshasa will have to think twice before making a move against them.

But now that Rakshasa is dead, their protective umbrella is gone, and the Spirit Race and the Asura Race are actually going to join forces.

Leaving aside the combined seventh-tier powerhouses of the two races, the Rakshasa alone, who can recover all her strength within a year, plus two early-stage eighth-tier beings, could easily overturn their secret alliance.

All the city lords remained silent, and most of them were already vaguely considering submitting completely.

Rakshasa glanced indifferently at the city lords who were secretly plotting something: "Third, all cities on Hell Road No. 3 will increase their annual tribute by 50%."

"What!?"

Upon hearing Rakshasa's words, the city lords immediately stood up and glared at him.

“Lord Rakshasa, the resources we offer each year are already our limit. We cannot afford to pay an extra 50%. Please, Lord Rakshasa, rescind your order.”

"Yes, Lord Rakshasa City, what you're doing will cause the Third Hell Road to erupt in slaughter once again. The Third Hell Road has finally enjoyed twenty years of peace. Do you intend to shatter that peace?"

"Lord of Rakshasa City, please forgive me for being unable to obey this order. Farewell!"

Most of these newly emerged city lords were trained by Luo Sha, and they were all peak seventh-tier city lords, ranking high among the ninety-nine cities.

The group immediately tried to leave, but an irresistible force prevented them from moving an inch.

Sensing this powerful aura, the group stiffly turned to look at Luo Xiu, whose face was filled with murderous intent. The one who had made the move was none other than Luo Xiu, who had remained silent throughout. He was Rakshasa's killing clone, and his killing intent alone was far more terrifying than Rakshasa's.

As an incarnation of Rakshasa, he has an obligation to solve all of Rakshasa's difficulties, such as these few clowns in front of him.

Did they really think they could escape this calamity because they didn't kill them before?

From the moment they stepped into the city lord's mansion, their fates were sealed, and the crimson wine they drank was nothing more than a farewell toast.

"You bunch of ants have been secretly gathering resources for Luo Sha all these years, do you really think I didn't know?"

"You are nothing more than a swarm of ants that I can crush at any moment."

"Luo Sha is already dead. I thought you would be more sensible, but I didn't expect you to still refuse to shed tears until you see the coffin."

Rakshasa stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the group with an indifferent expression. Their lives were entirely in Rakshasa's hands.

The group then realized how clownish their behavior had been.

The group glanced at the other city lords and found that they were all sitting motionless with their heads down, a far cry from their previous high spirits.

"Miss Liu, please take Zhou Xiaoyou down to rest. I've already had rooms prepared for you."

Luocha guessed that the effects of the Scarlet Wine Dew were starting to take hold, and not wanting Zhou Luo to embarrass himself at the banquet, she immediately had Liu Qingxue take Zhou Luo away to rest.

Liu Qingxue blushed and helped Zhou Luo leave the hall quickly.

"It's getting late, everyone please go and rest. I have something to discuss with the city lords."

The teachers from the War God Academy and the Divine Martial Academy also took their leave. There was no point in them being there for what was to come, so they decided to go back and get a good night's sleep before heading off to the various secret realms to find some treasures.

The departure of outsiders signifies the arrival of death.

The group had been crushed to their knees by Luo Xiu's oppressive aura, their knees crushed. Only now did they realize what death truly meant.

"I haven't made a move for many years, is that why you think I can't lift my sword anymore?"

"Lord Rakshasa City Lord, spare me, spare my life!!"

"Lord Rakshasa City, we know we were wrong, please give us another chance."

"Opportunity? Opportunity is earned, not given. If you don't want to be the city lord, there are plenty of others who will."

"killed."

"Boom—" Just then, a thunderclap resounded in the blood-red sky, the lightning seeming to explode in the hearts of the city lords.

Before anyone knew it, everyone's backs were soaked with cold sweat.

The next moment, the heads of the group exploded like firecrackers, one after another, and red and white matter flowed onto the ground.

A bizarre scene unfolded: the blood on the ground was completely absorbed by the earth, and even the corpses were swallowed up.

The others didn't know what was going on, but Rakshasa knew that these people had become the fusion material for the source of slaughter.

Otherwise, why would the Rakshasa launch such a massive attack? Wasn't it for the source of slaughter beneath the Asura City?

"My Hou Shan City is willing to submit to the Rakshasa City Lord!!"

The first city lord to give in appeared. He immediately knelt down on both knees, raised his hands high, and shouted with a respectful and obsequious expression.

The other city lords followed suit.

(End of this chapter)