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In Luoxia Town, leaden-gray clouds hung low.

The sea breeze in the distance carried a salty, fishy smell, making a mournful sound on the empty streets.

There were hardly any residents or pedestrians to be seen on the streets near the town government.

Occasionally, a few fishermen carrying supplies would rush by, most of them with their heads down, their steps as fast as if they were fleeing for their lives.

The doors and windows facing the street were all tightly closed, and occasionally a few numb eyes would peek out from the gaps in the wooden planks, scanning the town government area that had been taken over by the Haitian army.

Just as three Haitian garrison soldiers were walking out of the government hall.

A fisherman immediately greeted him with a smile, carrying a fish basket in his hand.

Without even looking, the soldier kicked the fisherman in front of him to the ground.

The last few silver fish in the old man's fish basket flew out instantly and landed in the muddy water.

"Old man, we said today's tax would be doubled, and you dare to try and fob us off with these fish?" The leading soldier spat and kicked the old man in the ribs again.

"If Captain Caron hadn't been in a good mood, I would have hung you up in the square today and paraded you through the streets like that brat!"

The old man let out a painful groan, but he forced himself to stand up again, not daring to utter a sound of resistance.

Just then.

A man dressed in coarse linen clothes slowly walked towards the four of them. A few strands of gold peeked out from under the hood onto his shoulders, but the shadow covered most of his face.

His footsteps were very light, making almost no sound as he walked on the sandy flagstones.

The three Haitian garrison soldiers immediately became alert and raised their rifles.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

The figure did not stop, continuing to walk forward at a leisurely pace.

"I'm looking for Caron."

His voice was soft, yet carried a chilling quality that seemed to penetrate the sea breeze, causing the three soldiers to involuntarily shiver.

"You're asking for it!" The leading soldier cursed, made a hand gesture, and pulled the trigger first.

boom! boom! boom!

boom! boom! boom!

The gunshots sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent town.

To everyone's surprise, the extremely powerful bullet stopped half a meter away from the mysterious man, as if it had hit an invisible wall.

The pupils of the three soldiers suddenly contracted.

"God... is divine radiance! You... you are Augustus?"

Just then, Hessing finally raised his head, revealing his smooth, jade-like face.

Deep within his eyes, a pale golden halo slowly swirled, a light that once belonged to the Augustan gods, but now resembled ice tempered with blood.

"I'm here to collect a debt."

Before he finished speaking, three beams of light materialized directly in front of Hesing, slicing through the air and piercing into the bodies of the three soldiers.

Before the three soldiers could even scream, their bodies were pierced directly by the Radiant Spikes, and their blood splattered onto the mottled wall, drawing grotesque patterns.

"Are you alright?"

The old fisherman who witnessed this scene looked at Haisin in horror, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

"Don't be afraid." Hessing's voice softened. "I'm here to help you."

Hessing patted the old fisherman on the shoulder and continued walking toward the garrison command post in the center of town.

As more and more soldiers rushed out of the garrison command post, dozens of automatic rifles were aimed directly at Hessing, while two servants of Augustus stood in front of the garrison.

"Haising? You're still alive?" the elder servant of Augustus said solemnly.

"Why be afraid of him? He's just a dog. Since he didn't die, then let him die again."

Before the young divine messenger could finish speaking...

The elder servant of Augustus immediately rebuked him: "Shut up, what do you know?!"

Hessing smiled, ignoring the two servants of Augustus.

He strolled leisurely toward the gate of the garrison command post, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

However, golden light flashed from the tips of his ten fingers, making him look extremely mysterious.

"Since you're both here, I'll make things clear..."

Behind the tightly closed doors and windows, those terrified eyes slowly widened.

They watched as the figure dressed in coarse linen slowly floated into the air, and a golden radiance spread from Haisin's body, instantly cloaking him in divine armor.

Hessing slowly raised his right hand, and in his hand appeared a formidable "Spear of Divine Punishment".

Just then, Hessin, who had fully revealed his Augustus form, finally spoke his unfinished words.

"The only people I want to kill are these two servants of the gods, and Karon. Think carefully: do you want to die with them, or stand behind me?"

At this moment, inside the command post of the Haitian garrison.

A dozen or so Haitian officers were drinking and making merry around a table laden with roasted sea monster meat and cheap rum. Seated at the head of the table was Captain Caron, the Haitian officer garrisoning Sunset Town.

He was tall and burly, with a face full of menacing features. He was toying with a dagger in his hand, which was still stained with undried blood.

A deafening roar!

The heavy iron gate of the command post, weighing over 100 pounds, slammed onto the ground, shattering the floor of the command post.

When Hysinna's figure, imbued with divine light, emerged from the smoke of battle, the already drunken crowd failed to grasp the gravity of the situation, instead bursting into wicked laughter.

"Who do we have here? It's our great Hessing! What? You climbed down from the cliff?"

The officers around them, who were already drunk, joined in the laughter.

"Captain, look at the way he acts, does he really think he's a god?"

"How about we break his legs again and lock him back on the cliff?"

"This time, I'm going to gouge his eyes out myself!"

Hessing remained silent.

His gaze swept over the residents hanging as mummified corpses next to the hall.

Finally, it fell on Charon.

"Twelve days ago, you were here, you broke my ribs and branded my back with a red-hot iron, leaving nine marks."

Hessing's voice was calm, sounding like poisoned ice.

"You even forced my head underwater and made me eat rotting sea monster carcasses..."

Caron's expression finally changed, as he seemed to remember who Hessing was and why he was there.

He suddenly stood up and drew his sword from the table.

"You... how could you possibly regain your divine power? The god clearly shattered your divine status!"

Ignoring Charon's threats, Hessing continued recounting Charon's crimes, slowly raising his hand to hold the golden dagger engraved with "The Soul Never Dies" level with his brow.

"Today... I will collect all the debts you owe."

......

When Hessin stood in the central square of Sunset Town, holding the flag of the former Haiti Kingdom aloft with both hands.

As the Haitian garrison collapsed, more and more people noticed Hessing's existence. Many of the bolder ones came to Hessing and then ran back to tell others about his existence.

Soon, hundreds of people gathered in the central square in front of Hesing.

"Kalon is dead! Those soldiers who bullied you are dead too!"

"Now, you have two paths before you."

"Firstly, you may continue to walk with your heads down, at the mercy of others, waiting for the next batch of Augustus's servants to come and settle scores, hang your children in the square, drag your wives into the barracks, and grind your bones to dust!"

"The second is to take up whatever weapons you can find and fight for your homeland."

silence.

The crowd of onlookers was deathly silent.

Then, a trembling voice rang out from behind the crowd.

"I'll go with you!"

The elderly fisherman pushed through the crowd, holding a sharpened harpoon in his hand. His face was still streaked with tears, but his eyes burned with fury.

"We've come this far, what is there left for us to lose? Have you all forgotten how the King of Haiti died for us?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd finally began to stir.

"Yes!!! They're the ones who hanged my brother! I'm going to avenge him!"

Then, the second, the third...

"For Xiao An! For freedom!!"

"Down with Augustus and his ilk!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, gradually gathering into a surging torrent in the central square, breaking the two-year silence of Luoxia Town.

Hessing, clad in the armor of Augustus, stood before the crowd, but his golden eyes were fixed on the old fisherman who was retreating into the back of the group.

After leaving the crowd.

The old fisherman's movements became increasingly agile, his physique gradually grew taller and more imposing, and his eyes regained their original sharpness.

It was Chen Feng, who had transformed into a fisherman using demonic magic!

Chen Feng glanced back at Haising, whose plan had succeeded, and a smile appeared on his lips.

You're welcome... my friend.