I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 793 Chaos Collapses, Martyrdom

"Those damn politicians, do they know what they're doing? Even if it's an order directly from the president, I have the right to refuse it. This is completely against procedure! You stupid groundhog, what gives you the right to talk to me like that? What right do you have to order me around!"

On a warship, the commander abruptly slammed down the communication.

Then, with a gloomy face, he looked around at the people.

"Continue the inspection. From now on, instead of two people monitoring each other, we will start with three people monitoring each other. We absolutely cannot give any devil a chance to take advantage of us."

All weapons are sealed up. Anyone who dares to forcibly use weapons must be bewitched by the devil and must be stopped immediately.

Even if it were me, if I were to order you to open fire next, it would be because I'm possessed by a demon, and you should knock me out immediately.

Those politicians and capitalists who make deals with the devil are pushing us into the abyss.

The commander's extremely loud roar echoed throughout the warship, issuing a direct and decisive order.

Those ordinary soldiers might not know exactly what happened, but as the fleet commander, he knew best what had happened.

Without a complete procedure or formal order, a high-ranking official was able to directly issue the order for the Black Fish to launch a missile carrying three warheads.

Fortunately, the big black fish was only equipped with one missile carrying a warhead; otherwise, who knows what might have happened.

The moment this happened, without any orders from above, the military immediately took action according to the pre-rehearsed plan to ensure that such an incident would never happen again.

After all, the blame has now been placed on Robin's military.

The military isn't stupid; they're after sheep worth hundreds of thousands of dollars each, not actual mushroom bombs.

Even after the incident, the first people to contact Shenzhou were from Robin's military...

Now some damn f***ing thing is doing this again, issuing orders like "at all costs, full firepower coverage."

If the weapons bay door can be opened before all the preliminary procedures are completed, before several meetings and votes are held, before orders are officially issued, and before qualified personnel deliver the official documents to him, it's considered a loss.

"What are you looking at? Silence! Turn around and begin heading south."

The fleet vanished without a sound, without any response.

Elsewhere, heated arguments continued within various small groups.

Those who obeyed Huang Mo's orders were like mad dogs who dared to disregard everything and absolutely believed Huang Mo's words. Unfortunately, just as the mad dogs were about to bite, a bunch of people immediately came to hold them back.

Wen Yan only cut off two dragon heads. Many long-suppressed and relatively restrained conflicts, like a coal mountain that had accumulated enough heat and had begun to burn secretly inside, suddenly burst into flames, which spread rapidly like wildfire.

The daily street parades and free shopping began to be ignited by flames, turning into riots.

The heated exchanges between the upper echelons and big capitalists have suddenly escalated to the point of explosion today.

The previous attacks on China, along with the attacks on China's merchant ships and the Dahlia, dealt another heavy blow to the already severely damaged maritime transport industry, which had been repeatedly hit by the strange sea creatures.

Originally, the Dahlia was sent to provide escort, while the other merchant ships stayed at a distance, hoping to get a piece of the pie, but no one bothered to do anything about it.

Furthermore, with the gods now declaring war, the first to be affected are the interests of some large corporations within Robin.

In the sacred conference hall, a live-action fight began. The furious congressman, thinking that the money he could receive this year might be reduced by two zeros, and that his own companies, which could have been making money effortlessly, had started to lose money this year, was filled with rage.

Looking at the congressman opposite, who shamelessly declared that he would continue to increase the price, who could tolerate this? You're killing us! You're making my youngest son unable to afford milk powder.

At this thought, a wicked idea suddenly arose in his mind, and he grabbed whatever was at hand and rushed forward.

Chaos began to unfold.

Huang Mo's plans and infiltration, from top to bottom, began to be dismantled by the chaos he was best at creating, and he was unable to do anything.

Even in the underground palace, more than half of the people who should have been present at the long table are now gone.

Some used excuses like being too busy to come, others said they were busy with other matters and couldn't leave, and still others said that the great demon they worshipped was killed by Tuoba Wushen in purgatory, so he has lost all his power. Even more extreme, some said that they encountered the Winchester family and were beaten half to death, and were currently healing their wounds.

After Huang Mo issued the death order, not a single bullet flew in the direction where Wen Yan was.

On the sea, Wen Yan held Chi Xiao in his hand, watching the three-headed dragon howling in pain, constantly emitting black mist and spilling blood.

The dragon had its two heads severed, and the remaining one finally lowered its head, looking down at Wen Yan, who was holding a sword on the sea. Boundless malice seemed to sweep over the entire world.

A dark shadow loomed over the entire world, pressing down from the front. In an instant, the golden core within Wen Yan's body shone brightly, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky. The radiance of the sun shone down, echoing the golden core within Wen Yan's body.

The golden light, like a giant curtain burning with flames, was pulled by the giant and flew from behind Wen Yan.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been cut off by a sword. In front of Wen Yan, dark clouds pressed down, obscuring the sun, while behind him, a radiant sun shone brightly.

Wen Yan flicked his wrist and, once again following the positioning of the Dragon Slaying Technique, unleashed a sword strike.

This time, the instant he slashed out, Wen Yan was enveloped in a dark vision, and he saw countless things hidden inside the dragon's head.

The sword light traveled thousands of miles, soaring straight into the sky, piercing through the dark clouds, and striking the third head of the evil dragon.

All the power pierced into it, then exploded inside, turning into beams of light that shattered the entire head into pieces.

Countless demonic energies overflowed from within the skull, burning amidst the flames, transforming into streaks of fire meteors that plummeted towards the earth.

Three heads were severed, one fell to the ground, one was burned to dust, and one was torn to pieces. Yet, even now, the three-headed dragon was still alive, and its massive body showed no sign of collapsing.

The three-headed dragon's wings, which blotted out the sky, began to contract inward, and its massive body began to tremble. As it began to move, countless blood vessels extending from its body began to rupture on a large scale.

Wen Yan took a deep breath. It was terrifying that he hadn't died after all that.

He remembered his main objective: to kill that mad dog, Yellow Demon. Cutting off Robin's national destiny was not the core objective, but merely a means to an end.

Despite having numerous buffs and the power of his Golden Core, which was able to withstand the consumption of three consecutive sword strikes and whose essence, energy, and spirit were all at their peak, Wen Yan still felt as if he was about to lose his grip on the sword.

Despite slashing Robin three times, no one seemed to care about him, which was completely different from what was expected.

Wen Yan couldn't care less about anything else; all his mental and physical focus was now on slaying the Yellow Demon.

After pausing for a moment and regaining his composure, he opened his eyes again. Once the headless dragon had regained its footing, he swung his sword once more.

The sword flashed again, slicing through the dragon's chest and piercing its heart.

Meanwhile, Huang Mo's new body had already died of old age, frozen in place before he could move on to a new body.

The world he saw began to change. He felt himself inside the body of a three-headed dragon whose wings covered the world, inside the dragon's heart, inseparable from that heart.

He could feel the oppressive aura of this three-headed dragon enveloping the world, its veins spreading out and devouring blood from all corners of the globe.

You can also sense that all three heads of the three-headed dragon have been severed, and two of them are even completely destroyed.

He could feel himself suspended high in the air, looking down at the world below.

That's what he wants: not to destroy the world, but to control it and have everything at his feet.

Robin was indeed the most suitable place for him to achieve this goal.

He saw it just as he was beginning to experience something that could only be truly felt at his peak.

They saw the chest of the three-headed dragon torn apart, and a giant sword, seemingly gold and silver, burning with flames, ripped through the sky, stabbing diagonally from beneath the sea.

Wherever the giant sword passed, everything was torn apart as if it were made of paper.

The greatsword tore open the dragon's throbbing heart, and Huang Mo, seeing the greatsword, spoke gently as he swung it.

He saw it and finally understood what Wen Yan was doing.

He relies on Robin, using Robin to appear in the world, and now, Wen Yan is severing the fate of Robin's kingdom; this is the only way to kill him.

Otherwise, even if there were a major war that turned the world upside down, Robin would still be alive as long as the country wasn't completely destroyed.

He realized what the sword in Wen Yan's hand was, but it was too late.

He saw the dragon's heart being torn apart, and then he saw the giant sword pierce through his body, tearing it apart.

In that instant, he appeared before Wen Yan, who held up a sword adorned with yellow demonic energy. He wanted to reach out and use his last strength to curse Wen Yan face to face.

But when he reached out, he couldn't touch Wenyan.

"you……"

He uttered just one word, and his figure vanished into nothingness on the sword, disappearing with the wind without leaving a trace.

Wen Yan sheathed his sword and continued to gaze up at the enormous dragon that blotted out the sky. The dragon's massive body was split in two, and from Wen Yan's perspective, the entire world trembled as the dragon fell.

The dying wails transformed into a thick aura of death and resentment, soaring into the sky.

The dragon head, which had fallen to the ground like a mountain, stared at Wen Yan with its eyes wide open. It opened its mouth and spat out a wisp of gray smoke, carrying with it a soaring aura of resentment and death, which flew straight toward Wen Yan.

"coming."

Wen Yan thought to himself, "The backlash is coming."

The Great Teacher of Virtue was killed by the backlash of his own teachings.

Now he has to face the enormous backlash of ruining a nation's destiny.

The Crimson Sky Sword in his hand developed numerous cracks, and then with a snap, it shattered into hundreds of pieces, even more fragmented than before.

Wen Yan looked at the gray mist, which was the last breath of life before death. Because it was the embodiment of the nation's destiny, there was no way to avoid it or hide from it. There was no other way but to confront it head-on.

Just as he was about to take the hit head-on, the noose hanging from Wen Yan's waist suddenly flew out and collided head-on with that breath of air.

In an instant, endless resentment erupted from the hanging rope.

Visible resentment gathered into clouds, soaring into the sky and colliding with the last breath of resentment exhaled by the evil dragon. The two forces clashed fiercely and clashed continuously.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, accompanied by deafening roars.

Wen Yan's dark vision reveals that within the black clouds formed from endless resentment, countless figures are fighting and constantly disappearing.

In the end, only a disheveled man in a dragon robe remained, wielding a sword and fighting against Robin's men.

"You have only lost your country's fate, not your capital. You have lost your country and your emperor. How can you compare your resolve with ours? We are willing to die for our country and our cause. Who among you is willing to go with me?"

A moment later, all the Robin figures disappeared, and a figure covered in wounds emerged from resentment, bowing respectfully to Wen Yan from afar.

"I trouble you to convey to our ancestors that their descendants are incompetent and unable to turn the tide or prevent the collapse of the great edifice. Instead, they have made more and more mistakes. Today, I am unwilling to be a spineless coward and will die for my cause. I also thank you for bringing me here and giving me this opportunity."

After saying this, the figure gradually became transparent and disappeared into the air bit by bit.

"I will definitely bring it." Wen Yan returned the greeting.

With a wave of his hand, he caught the hanging rope that was falling from mid-air.

At this moment, there was little resentment left in the hanging rope; it was simply a hanging rope with special significance.

Wen Yan sighed, put away the fragments of the Crimson Sky Sword, and then put away the hanging rope.

He already had a plan in mind and was confident he wouldn't die.

He never intended to destroy Robin's kingdom from the beginning, and after killing the Yellow Demon, he paid no price whatsoever.

He truly hadn't expected that the hanging rope would suddenly rush out, taking the initiative to shield him from the final backlash. Even the resentment belonging to the last emperor of the Wu Ming dynasty within the hanging rope was able to regain a bit of its former sanity and die a martyr.

Wen Yan looked up, but the enormous three-headed dragon was no longer visible.

He took one last look at the city on the coastline, then turned and left.

Four consecutive sword strikes were his limit. He could withstand the power and energy expenditure, but he just couldn't deliver another strike.

As Wen Yan turned around, at the same time, in the hall where the Doomsday Computers were stored at the Lieyang Department headquarters, a new change finally appeared on the Doomsday Computers.

"The world boss is about to arrive."

There's another countdown below.

3:0:0:0

One second later, time began to change.

2:23:59:59

(End of this chapter)