I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 714 I am the purest evil in the world
The fratricide between father and son is one of the most dramatic plots in the world.

However, Sean, who had already created countless evils, did not have too many feelings. He just applauded and cheered for his puppets from time to time.

The old patriarch of the Lizardmen, Kelan Lulin, would step back a few steps every time he collided with his proudest child. As he was old, he was no match for Roth, but compared to the physical pain, what was hidden in his heart was true sorrow and despair.

Even though I already knew that my child was dead, and even though I had no remorse at all when I did the killing, the pain in my heart still couldn't be relieved.

What's even more painful is that the child he raised and trained to become a top-level strongman is attacking him in the most familiar way.

The extremely evil man not far away would applaud and cheer from time to time.

"Beautiful, that's it."

"The disciple is better than the master, old man, you taught him this, don't you feel proud?"

A tail passed through the gap, penetrated Kelan's defense, and slammed into his chest.

Large mouthfuls of light blue blood spurted out, and Ke Lan was sucked heavily into the building behind him, and smoke and dust immediately rose up.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Ke Lan, who was sitting in the ruins, had a dejected look on his face.

After all, he was old, and his original strength had been surpassed by his son. However, his son, who was made into a puppet, was still in a state of blood bursting, and his strength had not decreased much.

Fighting life for life, exchanging injuries for injuries, even the holy objects are of no use, Kelan is no match for Roth.

Roth, who launched this attack at the cost of a dent in his chest, had a blank expression on his face. The puppet's injuries could be repaired with energy alone. Everything he did was to fulfill his master's orders.

Without hesitation, another tail tore open the space and went straight through Kelan's chest.

The old lizardman patriarch spat out blood and looked at his children with great sadness.

"Is this the fate of my lizard people..." His life force was rapidly dissipating.

Sean raised his eyebrows slightly. He stopped Roth who was about to kill his father completely, squatted down and asked with a smile: "Fatalism again? Old man, do you know anything?"

Ke Lan just looked at him with unspeakable resentment, and after a long time he reluctantly spoke.

"You are a demon... but you will never know the real secret from me."

Sean scoffed. “Including when I take out your soul?”

Ke Lan laughed for the first time: "Yes, including extracting my soul and torturing it - the real secret of my Green Scale Clan will disappear with me, you will not get it... never..."

He seemed to want to see Sean's annoyed expression, but the latter just smiled nonchalantly.

"You seem quite confident. Never mind. If you don't know, then you don't know."

Sean looked calm and didn't look like he cared at all - he really didn't care.

After all, Ke Lan is a knowledgeable Deep Blue-level expert, and the patriarch of a large hidden family. He probably has this ability, but you definitely can't find out the answer by asking.

However, if he can't ask the answer, then he can just leave it at that. It also saves him the energy of torturing the other party.

The so-called destiny is nothing more than some kind of prophecy, some kind of grand plan involving past and present lives, right?
The fate of the Green Scale Clan means nothing to him. Even if there is a connection, it will not have any impact on Sean - I don’t know, what impact can it have?

Besides, even if there is an impact, so what?
I'm involved in enough secrets. All the gods in the sky are concerned about me. What can the fate of the Green Scale Clan have to do with me?
It won't itch if there are too many lice, especially since you are the smallest one.

As if he saw what Sean was thinking, Ke Lan, with a face full of resentment, took his last breath and said, "Don't think that nothing will happen if you don't know. Today, you have cruelly harmed my Green Scale Clan. The sharp blade of the Green Scale Clan's destiny should be inherited by you."

There was a gurgling sound of blood in his throat, and his heart beat with its final burst.

Ke Lan was almost roaring: "I, my children, my people, and those dead members of the Green Scale Clan will bury a curse on your eternal life deep in their souls. You can't escape it. This is your price, wronged souls..."

Sean made a zipper gesture, and the roaring Kelan was gagged.

His upper and lower lips were sewn together by an unknown force, and the furious sound coming out of his mouth became only a vague tone.

Suddenly, the lizardman chieftain became extremely funny.

Sean couldn't help but sneered: "It must be very uncomfortable to be unable to say the final curse, right? But sorry, although I don't care much about these things, it still makes me unhappy when others curse me in front of me. For my own sake, you'd better shut up."

The hatred on Ke Lan's face almost turned into reality. The man in front of her did not have the demeanor of a strong man at all!

Despicable, vicious, insidious...almost all the bad words you can think of can be used to describe him!
But faced with such a look that seemed to devour him, Sean just smiled a little more happily.

"Sure enough, as long as you can't hear the sound, just looking at this resentful face will only make people feel happy."

He stood up and said leisurely: "Also, let me correct your mistake, old man."

Sean stretched out his hand to the dead Green Scale people, absorbed their last remaining death energy, and then transferred it to Roth.

Roth's sunken chest began to repair itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sean took a deep breath of the air filled with the smell of sea and blood, and a disdainful and evil smile suddenly broke out on his face.

"You are not wronged. The so-called wronged souls are nothing more than the helpless roars of the hunters before they became prey."

"What you said is true. I originally had no grudges against your Green Scale Clan, but your son detained my sister and tried to kill me when he failed to subdue me. I killed him and turned him into a puppet, but it was just self-defense."

"And Roth was taught by you. Everything he did was influenced by you as his father. At the same time, the benefits he gained from doing evil will also be fed back to you - there is no such thing as innocence for those who have vested interests, let alone you, the biggest beneficiary."

Sean finally showed an impatient expression: "To be honest, I have wiped out more than one or two hidden families, but I found that you are all the same - using your power to suppress others, promising benefits when you can't suppress them, and cursing the murderer after being killed... You have been in seclusion for so many years, and you really haven't made any progress."

"There is no evil or good in this world. But with good comes evil, and with evil comes good."

"Just because I am more evil than you, you cannot automatically become good. Good and evil do not work that way, courtesy names are not given that way, and memorial archways are not erected that way."

He opened his hands slightly, looking calm: "I would never do that, because I am the worst person in the world. Everything I do is for my own illegitimate interests. Plunder, kill, bewitch, all of it."

"I don't need people's love. Even if they kneel down to worship me, no humanity can judge me, because only the winner is worthy of discussing humanity and morality."

“I kill people and do evil because I want to.”

"If I win, then I win, and I will write everything, but I don't bother to do that."

"If I lose, I'm dead. How future generations evaluate and write about me is meaningless, and it's not worth my concern." "Ghosts? Resentment? Old man, don't you understand? The loser's curse is nothing more than the last struggle and powerless repetition. Can a curse after death work for someone who can't win when alive?"

Sean took out the rusty blade that had not been used for a long time, and drew a sharp line in the night.

The Green Scale Clan leader raised his head high and saw his calm child and the arrogant man with a smile on his face.

"Old man, remember, the man who chopped off your head is called Sean. Don't yell the wrong name when you curse him - but the truth you should see is..."

"The one who killed you is you."

Kelan Lulin's head drew a weak arc, his vision rapidly expanded and then quickly fell into darkness, and only the last bit of confusion and bewilderment remained in his empty eyes.

Sean smiled and said to himself, "If there really is an afterlife, he must be in pain, right? That would be... great."

The surviving lizardmen huddled together and trembled, and in a trance they seemed to see the devil grinning.

After doing all this, Sean stretched and casually ordered: "Rot, deal with the rest of your compatriots. Well, just leave one-third alive. The selection method should be the fairest and justest in the world..."

The survivors pricked up their ears in fear, they knew that the Green Scale Clan had been destroyed, and now their last hope was to stay alive.

Then, they heard the man's joking voice: "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. The winner will be sent to hell to continue enjoying the glory of the lizardmen, and the loser can only live helplessly. Hahaha."

The lizardmen trembled, but could not help but turn their gazes to their companions.

Another good show is about to begin.

However, the only audience member in the VIP seats in the theater had lost interest in continuing to watch.

Sean walked casually towards the interior of the Green Scale Clan.

The hidden family must have good things in their hands. The Green Scale Clan has two deep blue-level powerhouses, and their strength is only second to that of a big family like the Yun family. The good things they have are even more difficult to estimate.

The dragon's skull has been put away by Sean and they will talk about it next time. Of course, now he has to get Mo Jiajia out first.

It didn't take much effort to find Mo Jiajia, who was imprisoned in the dungeon.

The black-haired little Lolita pushed her glasses and showed a distressed look: "Since you saved my life, I can only marry you in exchange for my body - considering that my own brother didn't even come to save me, I decided to sever the brother-sister relationship with him temporarily."

Mo Jiajia made her own decision: "This way, we don't need Mo Zha's consent. Sean, when will you come to marry me?"

Sean rolled his eyes. "You're repaying kindness with enmity. You've got all the good stuff coming to you, haven't you?"

Mo Jiajia snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "Is it shameful to marry me?!"

Sean nodded seriously: "It's so embarrassing. Although I am shameless, I can't be so shameless. Get out of here."

Mo Jiajia was so angry that she started yelling, and she was still angry when she went to the Lizardmen to look for treasures.

However, after finding a few treasures, Mo Jiajia, with her eyes shining, immediately returned to normal.

She was holding a skull that was bigger than her. "It's all energy... It must have been many, many years since this thing left behind its remains, but it still retains so much energy!"

Sean glanced at it and said, "I guess it's some dragon or lizard from long ago. The lizardmen seem to like collecting these things very much. Of course, good things are indeed good things."

Mo Jiajia hugged it tightly and said, "I was originally going out on a diplomatic mission, but I was caught. It means I didn't do anything. This belongs to me. It will be counted as my contribution when it is put into storage!"

Xiao En said disdainfully, "You look useless. The Golden Ghost will be yours from now on. Why bother about this?"

Mo Jiajia made a face at him: "How can it be the same? If you die, I will have no one to protect me. Let's build up my reputation first."

I can only say that, as expected of a girl taught by Sean and Moza, her ideas are indeed long-term and reasonable.

Sean thought about it and realized that this was true, so he did not stop Mo Jiajia.

He will die in the future, which is not a low-probability event that is difficult to accept. Mo Jiajia's strength is not enough for the time being, so it is indeed necessary for him to accumulate enough reputation.

Sean also thought this was normal. After all, he and Moza had taught Mo Jiajia this way since she was a child - just like this time, Mo Jiajia led the team and was arrested, but after they were rescued, Sean did not mention the so-called "problems" or "lessons" at all.

Any questions? No, nothing.

No matter who comes, he can't beat Roth and will be caught.

If there is a real problem, it is that it is not strong enough. When it is strong enough, there will be no problem.

When strength cannot be improved quickly, reputation can also be regarded as a kind of strength.

Overall, it's getting stronger.

When he found half of it, the puppet Roth had already dealt with the rest of the problem. He picked up an old lizardman and threw it over.

"He should know where a lot of things are hidden."

Xiao En was happy: "Lead the way, if you lead the way well, I guarantee you will live a long life."

The 367-year-old old lizardman nodded sadly and walked towards the shortcut and the secret room.

Mo Jiajia, who was following behind, couldn't help but look at Roth. The aura he exuded when he caught them was very scary. She also thought, what should she do if Sean was not his opponent?

However, after not seeing each other for a while, the other party became Sean's puppet...

Oh, how many years will it take me to catch up with Sean?
Mo Jiajia, who had been sighing, soon calmed down and asked curiously, "Then why don't they reunite?"

Sean knew that Mo Jiajia was talking about turning Ke Lan into a puppet as well, so he casually explained, “I don’t like Lao Bangcai.”

"Tsk, if you don't want to tell me then don't tell me."

Sean chuckled. It wasn't that he didn't want to subdue Kelan, but he had just subdued Roth and didn't have the energy to subdue another puppet.

As for a strong man of Ke Lan's level, Sean would not feel at ease just by keeping him under guard, so he might as well deal with him as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)