Is this NPC even playable if it's not nerfed?

Chapter 44 The Demon Lord Loves to Laugh, Is That Reasonable?
Demon Lord, what is a Demon Lord?
Is he a demonic cultivator?

No.

Lu Yuan is called the Demon Lord, not because he is a person of the demonic path.

Rather, he is a demon.

Two reasons.

The first reason is his methods of killing, which are too cruel. More than two thousand disciples of Qingcheng Mountain died tragically at his hands, which is intolerable to the righteous path, who denounced him as a demon lord.

The second reason is Lu Yuan's personality.

Lu Yuan has two sides.

He is both human and demon.

On the human side, he is friendly, kind, compassionate, and helpful. His reputation in Wangyou County is universally praised. You can even trust Lu Yuan unconditionally because when you encounter danger, Lu Yuan will appear behind you immediately to shield you from the storm and crush any intruders.

The prerequisite is that you are from Wangyou County.
Lu Yuanmo's side is cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and indifferent to life.

He showed no pity, let alone mercy.

Once you're classified as part of the enemy camp, you'll face Lu Yuan's merciless fists.

Begging for mercy is useless.

He will ignore your pleas for mercy and then punch you to death.

Because he thinks you deserve to die, so you must die.

Who are you? What is your identity? How many people are behind you? And so on.

None of this matters.

He just wants you dead.

That is why he was given the title of Demon Lord.

"Chief Constable, that's hundreds of thousands of lives at stake."

Officer Sun said weakly.

"Old Sun, you're too much of a saint."

"A few hundred thousand people, is that a lot?"

"In the tenth year of the Tianling reign, the Red Pill Case broke out. The emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. In the end, more than a million people were involved."

"How is the result?"

"Millions of people were all executed."

"He killed millions of people without even blinking an eye."

"The canal gang only has a few hundred thousand, what's that?"

"In life, you should be firm when you need to be firm, and soft when you need to be soft."

Lu Yuan gently patted Constable Sun on the shoulder.

Then, a smile appeared on his lips, and he turned and walked towards the lackeys of the Canal Gang.

"Chief Constable, help!"

At the constable's cry for help, Lu Yuan suddenly appeared behind the lackey and grabbed his head.

"Who?"

The lackey of the canal gang was terrified. Before he could even turn his head, he felt a pressure on his head.

There was a click.

His head was crushed.

Red and white splattered all over the ground.

Lu Yuan tossed the headless corpse aside and shook the red and white substances in his hand.

"You guys stand down."

"Leave the rest to me."

Lu Yuan's lips curled up into a chilling smile.

At least, this smile was terrifying in the eyes of the canal gang members.

It's like the devil is smiling.

"Focus fire and kill him."

"quick."

Although Lu Yuan's move was sudden, the members of the Canal Gang did not take it seriously.

This big guy, although he's skilled in light footwork and external martial arts, is just so-so.

Because there are many of them.

Even a few dozen people, each with a knife, could chop him into pieces.

No matter how fast he is, can he outrun their knives?

"Dang Dang Dang..."

With blades at his side, Lu Yuan remained unmoved, simply watching them as they charged at him.

"Your knives are no good."

"Not fast enough, not powerful enough, not sharp enough."

"This is how you use a knife."

Lu Yuan smiled and drew his sword, then simply stepped forward and slashed horizontally.

In an instant, the blade flashed.

The men in front of him, along with their knives, were cut in half at the waist, while Lu Yuan's knife remained untouched by blood.

This was not because his swordsmanship was superb; on the contrary, Lu Yuan knew neither swordsmanship nor how to use a knife.

He can cleave a person in two without the blade getting blood on it; this is purely because his stats are high enough.

With great force, bricks fly; with one force, all methods are suppressed.

The beauty of numbers lies in their purity and simplicity.

"not good."

“He’s an expert.”

"Young Master, run!"

"He is no ordinary person." The strongest member of the gang immediately recognized the power contained in Lu Yuan's blade.

This person is a master.

Moreover, their strength is no less than that of a fourth-rank official.

Oh no, something bad is about to happen.

With his fifth-rank strength, he might not be a match for this big guy in front of him.

It doesn't matter if he dies.

But the young leader cannot die.

The young leader is the only male member of the gang and must not die here.

If the young leader dies, the leader will go mad.

If the gang leader goes mad, no one knows what he might do.

"You guys, cover the young leader's retreat."

"Boss, what are you talking about? He's just one person, what's there to be afraid of?"

"He doesn't even have any internal energy."

"So what if he's pretending to be weak while actually being strong?"

"Does he dare offend our canal gang?"

His subordinates were unconvinced; they didn't believe Lu Yuan could cause any trouble.

Because this is Hangzhou.

They were the canal gang.

The true masters of Hangzhou were the canal gangs.

No matter how powerful a dragon crosses the river, once it reaches Hangzhou, it has to obediently kneel down.

"You know nothing."

"This person is different."

Didn't you see the look in his eyes?

"When he killed people, he showed no emotion at all; he was just a madman."

"Can you expect a madman to follow the rules?"

"Shut up, stop talking, and take the young master away."

"I'll stop him, quick!"

The squad leader roared.

Then his gaze was fixed on Lu Yuan.

Watch as Lu Yuan cleaved the gang members blocking his way to death, one by one.

Lu Yuan's expression remained unchanged throughout.

He always had a smile on his face.

The more Lu Yuan acted this way, the more terrified the underling became.

The person in front of me is definitely a madman.

A bloodthirsty madman.

Even a normal person, let alone killing someone, would experience emotional fluctuations if they killed a chicken.

The big guy in front of me was too calm, so calm it was frightening.

He seemed to be strolling around rather than killing people.

"His knife is too fast."

The gang members who charged forward with their knives found themselves dead before they could even see Lu Yuan's movements.

despair.

Is it possible that a dignified ninth-rank martial artist like him can't even take a look?

This world of martial arts is so boring.

"The boatmen's eighteen moves, a knife of tender affection."

One cut after another, like waves on a river, endless and continuous.

The underling made his move.

He blended in with the crowd.

Having finally found a slight opening in Lu Yuan's defenses, he immediately unleashed his strongest strike.

"clang……"

The sound of metal breaking.

A short blade flew backward, grazing the leader's cheek and leaving a trace of blood. The leader looked at Lu Yuan with a terrified expression and disbelief.

He clearly hit the target.

Why did his knife break?

That knife of his is a treasure.

It was a top-grade treasured sword bestowed upon him by the gang leader.

With his skill, this strike, if not enough to kill a fourth-rank expert, would at least severely injure him.

Why is the guy in front of me completely unharmed?

His knife was broken.

The leader looked at Lu Yuan's neck, where the knife had struck, leaving only a faint white mark.

This……

He doesn't understand.

He doesn't understand.

Why do such bizarre things happen in the world?

Is this guy even human?
Is this reasonable?

……

(End of this chapter)