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"That's right!"

"He's so popular and well taken care of!"

"Every time I go to get food, the last piece of meat always gets shaken off by that old woman's chicken feet. I really want to kill her!"

"Me too! Me too! Those unreasonable clients always make inhuman demands! Like, a multicolored black! Bigger and smaller at the same time!"

"Don't forget, this guy has both a beautiful boss who takes care of him and kind-hearted colleagues!"

"He just made sarcastic remarks to provoke us!"

"Death penalty! Death penalty is a must!"

"death penalty!"

This time, the gavel puppet didn't strike, but stared at Bai Yan—although it was blindfolded, Bai Yan felt that it was staring at him—and tried to lower its voice, imitating the tone of some middle-aged or elderly people.

"You are guilty of hurting others' feelings! Start your excuses now."

Bai Yan smiled: "You back away when you see people and avoid eye contact. You're actively sending the message that 'I'm weak,' so it's perfectly normal for people to bully you."

"Damn it, I did the most work!"

"Yes, I'm always the last one to leave work, doing the job that everyone else hates, and I don't ask for anything in return! Why should good people like us be bullied?!"

Bai Yan sighed: "Then why don't you kill those who bullied you?"

"Who dares!"

"You'll get arrested; that's a crime!"

"...No, you puppets," Bai Yan chuckled, "you all want to kill me, but you don't dare to kill a mere mortal?"

Upon hearing this, the dolls looked at each other in bewilderment.

Immediately, a puppet angrily retorted, "You terrorist, you really are no good person!"

"death penalty!"

"Yes, the death penalty!"

Bai Yan stopped talking and stood up.

A strong wind rose.

At this moment, Bai Yan was unarmed and could only rely on his own strength.

Earth, water, fire, and wind—these four forces each have different origins.

Water and wind initially came from the desire for gemstones, but when the Luoshen Sword Technique was practiced to the Ziwei Soft Sword stage, a qualitative change occurred.

After separating the Plague Gem, Bai Yan was not very familiar with the use of fire power and often did not use it against enemies.

The power of the earth is out of the question.

Even now, though he has suddenly awakened to the Herrscher of Rock, he is only aware of its existence.

This was Bai Yan's first attempt at a new technique: gathering energy to form a blade.

Using wind as a medium, a large amount of Honkai energy is injected, and then the wind blades are continuously compressed to the minimum size, and more wind is injected, and so on.

His right hand, fingers joined together, resembled a knife, with an invisible blade extending slowly from its root.

"Oh no, he's going to attack!"

"Quickly, there are more of us, let's attack together!"

The puppets suddenly sprang up, jumping out of the jury almost simultaneously and rushing towards Bai Yan.

They formed one encirclement after another, completely surrounding Bai Yan.

The group paused briefly, then moved in unison and pounced on Bai Yan.

Bai Yan slightly raised his eyes and saw countless puppets descending from above, blotting out the sky. The invisible sword in his hand was basically formed, and he raised his hand to slash.

The curtain created by the puppet's fluttering was instantly torn open, and Bai Yan seized the opportunity to gather his strength and leap out through the gap.

The group missed their target and turned back to charge again.

Bai Yan landed, braced himself with his left hand on the ground and raised his right hand high. After stabilizing his body, he turned around and charged towards the puppet instead of retreating.

Both sides were aggressive, and Bai Yan fought against many opponents. The moment they made contact, the invisible sword slashed horizontally, and countless puppet heads flew up.

Bai Yan's figure traversed near the ground, his trajectory streamlined, his movements natural and agile, leaving behind a trail of corpses with every step he took.

What followed was a one-sided massacre, with dolls falling like wheat, and some even being chopped down to their torsos.

A short while later, only ruins remained on the ground.

Bai Yan kept the invisible sword from dissipating, instead continuously compressing it.

Although invisible, its sharpness is no less than that of a divine weapon.

"Hee hee hee……"

"They're really being cautious."

"No wonder he's so outstanding, or rather, outstanding but frustrated."

"Your sister is dead, and there's no trace of her body."

"How pitiful, about to be..."

Different voices rose and fell within the theater, and the puppets in front of us disappeared one after another.

However, this is not the end.

Bai Yan's gaze shifted slightly, and he saw a pile of wreckage gathering together in the distance, piecing itself together to slowly form a colossal object.

“Sad humanity, weak Herrscher.”

"Your fate will be incredibly tragic!"

The silk threads dangled, connecting to that enormous, pitch-black object.

The mob took shape and stood up straight.

Suddenly, Bai Yan moved.

"Who's going to wait for you?!"

He sprinted forward, stepping on the wind barrier and leaning against the rising air, like a human rocket, and arrived in front of the Thousand Law Masters in the blink of an eye.

"What--"

Using the technique of gathering energy into a blade, Bai Yan unleashed the Luo Shen Sword. In the blink of an eye, the thousand Herrschers found themselves sealed off by the sword light. Then, Bai Yan's fierce, invisible sword struck down.

The sword light suddenly gathered, and with a single slash!

The Thousand-Man Lawyer looked down and found several thin sword marks on his body.

next moment.

The enormous object was shattered into pieces, and even the threads on the fragments were cut into multiple segments.

"Uh, ah!"

The deafening roar was almost distorted, as if unable to accept this sudden defeat.

In an instant, the rabble regrouped, transforming into a giant claw that shoved forward.

Bai Yan channeled all his strength into a powerful strike with an invisible sword.

The opposing forces vibrated instantly, causing the entire Dominion Theater to tremble uncontrollably.

The invisible sword suddenly changed its move, altering its trajectory to pierce through the opponent. Then, with a sudden jolt, the rabble shattered once more.

Bai Yan continued to unleash his sword, his momentum unstoppable.

The mob constantly crumbles and reforms, displaying remarkable resilience and showing no signs of decline.

The energy dissipation wave of the great battle. 卄月-漪」倭一~僄焐〣琦卄鸠流*(伞弍及霸剧场，不断的屑和粉尘落出落出落出落下，洒在并侧头上。

"Can your stamina hold up if we keep fighting like this, Bai Yan?"

"That won't bother you."

In this normal state, Bai Yan felt that his physical strength was quite abundant, as if it were inexhaustible, which was completely different from the past.

It's as if he can keep fighting forever.

With such stamina, he wouldn't be afraid at all, even if he were to fight a thousand Herrschers.

Using his powers was impossible; he wasn't sure if he could beat his opponent in a contest of strength. But he could clearly sense that his opponent was far inferior to him in close combat skills, and was only strong in physical strength.

He didn't believe that the energy consumption of reassembly would be lower than that of his own sword strike, so continuing like this might be a counterintuitive result.

Those who can act as judges of a thousand people will probably be the first to collapse.

However, Bai Yan felt no pride; he remained silent and continued to change his sword moves.

Just as the battle reached its climax.

"Hee hee hee……"

Suddenly, silk threads appeared from the void.

Bai Yan was startled and abruptly stepped back.

The silk thread relentlessly pursued Bai Yan, grazing his right arm, making it difficult for his invisible sword to strike.

next moment.

The golden threads touched her wrist and wrapped tightly around it!

Volume 1: Chapter 100: Disappearance

"Lady Durandal, it seems that Xiao Yan hasn't gone far."

"Don't worry about him. He'll be back soon anyway. We can settle the score with him then."

Yulandel turned her head away, her back to the direction Bai Yan had left in.

Rita's lips curled slightly, about to say something.

"Rita."

"What, Lady Durandal?"

"When Kiana and I were doing the simulated combat, was Bai Yan with you?"

"……Yes."

Rita immediately became alert, but secretly analyzed Durandal's expression while maintaining a calm demeanor.

The golden-haired war god was still displeased with Bai Yan's leniency, and neither his tone nor his expression changed when he talked about it.

"When he was with you, did he reveal or hint at anything about his... his actual situation?"

"What's the actual situation?"

"Conceal the fact that you have become stronger."

"Xiao Yan has always been extremely discreet, so much so that I didn't even notice anything amiss. Therefore, I will promptly report any unusual behavior from Xiao Yan to Lady Durandal in the future, so that you can be informed in time and prevent a repeat of what happened back then."

Durandal's eyes lit up, her expression returned to its bright state, and she seemed to radiate sunshine.

"Well, then I'll leave it to you, Rita."

at dusk.

"Excuse me, I'll have to go out for a bit. You can practice on your own for a while."

"……it is good."

Kiana, with an ice pack on her swollen face, uttered a strange, almost distorted voice that was impossible to translate without context.

Durandal went outside.

Kiana cursed under her breath, "Damn it, they hit me so hard!"

But then I recalled the guidance I had just received and realized that I had gained a lot.

"Forget it, everything has a price, especially when it's the strongest being personally guided by destiny."

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Durandal carried a strange emotion when she made a move.