Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 175 Huang Liang Yi Meng

Hundreds of years ago, people had seen this scene.

In the dream, the sky was covered by red and black, and as a beam of light fell on the ground beneath our feet, the whole world became a scorched earth.

This is the future that the successor of the Yin-Yang art showed to the First King hundreds of years ago, and it is now happening in reality.

As divine punishment was approaching, the people in the court lost the thought of escaping. They knew that no matter where they fled, divine punishment would eventually catch up with them and fall upon everyone equally.

This is the fear that the aliens have long had buried deep in their hearts.

People also saw the sword formation covering the entire city. The chains pulled by the flying swords outlined the contours of the kingdom. If they had seen this scene under normal circumstances, they would have involuntarily worshipped this miraculous magic. However, at this moment, they only had resentment towards the First King.

The resentful King brought down punishment from heaven.

He had endured it in silence for hundreds of years, but at the end of his life he pointed his sword toward the sky again.

The result is that everyone will be buried with him because of his stubbornness.

The divine punishment that has not come for hundreds of years is about to fall on this land at this moment.

"Is it worth doing this?"

The third prince staggered down the stone steps.

This was a question to both the first king and himself.

He had clearly endured for such a long time, and as long as he closed his eyes, he would be able to put all his troubles behind him. But now, those who followed him were reduced to mutilated limbs all over the ground, and the resistance of the First King had completely sentenced this planet to death.

The cry shook the heavens and changed the course of fate.

But is it all worth it?
not worth it,

So not worth it!
I changed my destiny, but in the end I couldn't keep anything and ended up in destruction. Those hundreds of years of forbearance were just like a dream, and now is the time to wake up.

Perhaps, this is the company's final discipline for them and the world.

It is impossible for everything in this world to go as they wish, and even the First King is no exception.

The Third Prince smiled bitterly, but could not help complaining, "This is a game between me and the company, but I never thought that you would overturn the game."

The destruction of the third prince's followers in exchange for the eldest princess leaving the court is a result that both parties can accept. Even though Qinghua said that he wanted to bring the eldest princess to the palace, he also believed that Duan Mingyuan could lead the group away from the royal capital.

Sacrificing his life in exchange for hope was the future he sought among countless destinies. However, the arrival of the First King changed everything.

Even though the princess and Caidie have left at this moment, the heavenly punishment can still catch up with them easily.

"This sword is called Wangyue. A friend once gave it to me with the hope that I could use it to win the war."

The third prince was stunned.

The First King did not respond to his question, and seemed to have never wanted to answer such a question. He took off the sword from his waist and held it in his hand.

Rather than a weapon, the first king's sword is more like a symbol.

The Third Prince had never appreciated the art of wielding a sword, so naturally he looked down on the First King's sword. Hundreds of years of history had only proved that the First King was a loser who went down in history.

But just now, the sword he despised cut down the invincible "Nagaeda" guards one by one.

"Five minutes are up."

The man holding the sword just said calmly.

Qinghua did not heed the advice.

No one would expect him to listen to advice.

Because for the company, this has never been a dream. Before this, the flagship's weapons had razed countless planets and turned them into dead stars without any life. No one knew the consequences of activating the weapons better than them. Perhaps in Qinghua's eyes, this was just one of many dead stars.

The Third Prince saw the First King draw out the Moon Watcher, and the blade of the sword was stained red by the heavenly punishment.

He also saw the First King simply raise his right hand and throw the sword into the air seemingly casually.

He could no longer look away.

Unlike the loud battle just now, this moment was eerily quiet, as if all the sounds in the world had been stripped away.

Then there’s the colour.

The Third Prince didn't know if he was dazzled, but everything he saw was dimmed and turned into distinct black and white.

Then came time and space.

Everything freezes here.

Until a crack tore open the sky.

The sword mark split the sky in two, which naturally included the floating objects that obscured the sky. The third prince could not see where the sword mark would extend to, he only knew that it was still extending as if there was no end.

Then, time finally resumed its flow.

The shadow that had shrouded the planet for hundreds of years broke apart and fell uncontrollably towards the "mortal world".

When he heard a thunderous roar above the clouds, he felt as if the entire sky was crashing down towards the royal city.

The chains that spread across the sky above the royal city stopped them, weaving a web in the night sky that shredded the dark "sky" and divided it into countless falling fragments.

Before dawn, a heavy black rain came unexpectedly.

The people on the street who were waiting for divine punishment and judgment just woke up from their dreams and were freed from their endless fear and confusion. Before the "black rain" fell on them, they all hid in the buildings.

There was no time to think about the consequences of killing the alien messenger. They only knew that at least they were still alive.

The loud noise and tremor caused by the "black rain" landing made them deeply understand that all this was happening in reality and was not an illusory dream.

They saw it, and everyone was a witness.

I witnessed the First King cutting the sky in half with one sword, and I also witnessed him personally rewriting the outcome of the war a hundred years ago.

Another cold light streaked across the sky, and the falling flying sword returned to its scabbard.

When the third prince looked up at the sky again, the floating object like a dark cloud was no longer there, but the sword mark still stretched across the sky.

The moonlight shone down again.

Turning his head, he saw the First King putting away his sword and gently throwing Wangyue to him.

The third prince caught it subconsciously. The sword was much lighter than he had imagined. Even a jack of all trades like him who never practiced sword skills properly could hold the sword in his hand easily.

There were no other words, even the words of farewell were omitted.

Thinking about it carefully, he had never been valued by the First King since he was a child, and he did not have much interaction with this nominal father. The two of them had only spoken a few words to each other.

The third prince looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, turned around, walked into the moonlight, merged with the bright moonlight, and then disappeared into nothingness.

This was a long journey that lasted hundreds of years.

And just now, he witnessed that the strongest man who had stopped for hundreds of years took another step forward and completed the last section.

All the stories about the first king ended at this moment.

(End of this chapter)