Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

The main hall was very quiet.

That silence wasn't the absence of sound, but rather the suppression of all sound by something unseen.

Only the system's voice remained in Li Fan's mind.

[World Sacrifice Mode Activated]

Progress: 0.001%

Li Fan stood there with his head down.

His fingers twitched slightly.

It wasn't because he wanted to unleash any forbidden spell; it was simply because of a spasm.

It hurts so much.

That kind of pain wasn't physical.

The word "go home" has been his sole motivation to live for the past ten years.

Eric's smile deepened as he looked at the "dumbfounded" Demon King before him.

He thought Li Fan was terrified.

This actor, who only knew how to use despicable means to collect negative emotions, finally collapsed in the face of absolute power and despair.

now it's right.

This is the fate that villains deserve.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Eric took a step forward.

"Weren't you just trying to kill me? Weren't you going to activate some kind of mode?"

"Li Fan, you really disappoint me. I originally thought that as a demon king, you would at least have some backbone, but I didn't expect you to turn into this dead dog when you heard that your escape route was cut off."

Li Fan still did not look up.

His bangs covered his eyes, so no one could see what he was thinking.

Maybe he's crying?

Eric thought maliciously.

Only if we can see the Demon King weeping bitterly can this mission be considered complete.

"Oh, right."

Eric seemed to suddenly remember something, and reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while.

"I forgot to show you something good."

"We found this in the ruins of your world. Although we don't speak the same language, judging from the pictures and layout, it should be some kind of wanted poster, right?"

Eric pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.

That's not parchment from this world.

That's the most common A4 printing paper on Earth.

The paper was wrinkled from being folded so many times, with some stains on the edges and even half a dirty footprint.

"Take it."

Eric casually tossed his hand.

The paper floated away lightly.

Finally, it landed at Li Fan's feet.

Face up.

Li Fan's gaze followed the piece of paper.

His breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Time stretched out infinitely at this moment.

Everything around me became blurry except for the contents of that piece of paper.

That's not an arrest warrant.

That was a missing person notice.

At the very top are four large characters.

【Search notices】

Below is a photo.

The person in the photo is Li Fan.

It was Li Fan from ten years ago.

Wearing his graduation gown, he grinned like a fool while holding a cheap bouquet of flowers.

That was the last proper photo he took before he time-traveled.

Next to the photo were lines of smaller text.

The handwriting is not printed; it is handwritten.

It was written with the cheapest black ballpoint pen, stroke by stroke. Some strokes tore the paper because I pressed too hard, and some places looked like they had been wet with water droplets.

Li Fan, male, 24 years old, went missing near his home on the evening of December 12, 2019.

She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans when she went missing.

If you see him, please tell him that his parents don't blame him, and that no matter what happens, he should just come home.

The braised pork we made at home has been kept warm.

[Contact person: Wang Xiulan (mother) Phone number: 138xxxx...]

[A generous reward is promised! Please, kind people! I beg you!]

The last few exclamation marks were written crookedly.

Li Fan could imagine how his mother wrote those words while crying and with trembling hands.

He could see how his stubborn old man, his father, turned white-haired overnight, and then, carrying these papers, traveled to every corner of the city.

On the utility pole.

Next to the trash can.

Exposed to wind and sun.

Rain and snow.

The tape marks on this paper prove that it was stuck somewhere for a very long time.

then.

It was torn off by these otherworldly visitors.

Treat it as spoils of war.

Used as a tool to mock him.

Even the dirty footprint above was right on the three characters for "braised pork".

Li Fan slowly squatted down.

His fingers touched the paper.

My fingertips are trembling.

This texture feels like the paper of the earth.

Inexpensive, yet it carries the taste of home.

He carefully pinched the corner of the paper and picked it up.

He reached out his other hand to wipe away the footprints.

But it can't be wiped off.

The footprint had seeped into the paper, blending in with the line "Go home," making it look so glaring and disgusting.

"puff….....…"

Eric couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Look at you! It's just a wanted poster, why are you getting so worked up? Looks like you're not doing so well over there either, are you a pariah too?"

Eric crossed his arms and looked at him with disdain.

"Are those two people in the photo your parents? Tsk tsk, they're really ugly. That humble look in their eyes, that hunched back. Like begets like."

"I heard that when we were setting up our anchorage there, some indigenous people tried to resist, and I think these two old guys were among them?"

Eric stroked his chin, seemingly trying to recall something.

"They knelt before our knights' horses, holding this paper and babbling incomprehensible words, as if they were begging us or cursing us?"

"Who knows?"

Eric shrugged.

"Anyway, they were all kicked away by horses' hooves in the end. They were too weak. They broke their bones with the slightest touch. I really don't know how such fragile creatures survive."

Li Fan's hand stopped.

He was still wiping the footprint.

But he stopped moving.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze in that instant.

It is not an adjective.

It has truly solidified.

The gentle breeze that had been flowing suddenly stopped.

The dust particles floating in the air were suspended in mid-air.

Eric was still talking non-stop when he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, as if something was choking him.

"What happened...?"

He subconsciously tried to mobilize the holy light battle qi within his body.

However, he was horrified to discover that the circulation speed of his internal fighting spirit had slowed down.

An indescribable chill descended without warning.

The magical flames that had burned on the walls for thousands of years did not go out at this moment.

Instead, it was frozen.

The red flame remained in its original shape and turned into a lump of ice sculpture.

Click.

Click.

Frost began to form on the ground.

Black ice crystals spread outwards from Li Fan as the center.

Everything it passed through, whether stone, metal, or air, was frozen solid.

Eric felt ice forming on his eyebrows.

His breath turned into ice crystals as soon as he left his mouth and fell to the ground.

"What... what is this...?"

Eric finally panicked.

This power was beyond his comprehension.

Li Fan slowly stood up.

He carefully folded the crumpled missing person notice.

a bit.

Two times.

He then put it in his breast pocket.

That's the closest place to the heart.

After doing all this, he finally raised his head.

Eric saw his eyes.

Gone was the previous mockery or anger, even the previous emptiness.

There was only a deathly stillness of blackness.

Li Fan looked at Eric.

"you say....……"

Li Fan spoke up.

"You're saying they knelt on the ground and begged you?"

Click.

A crack appeared in Eric's Holy Light Armor.

It was cracked from the cold.

This is a magical artifact blessed by the goddess!

It actually cracked from being frozen by low temperatures?!

"you say…...…"

Li Fan took a step forward.

"You kicked them?"

boom!

There was no explosion.

However, the entire Demon King's Castle sank one meter.

All the load-bearing columns collapsed instantly.

But it did not collapse.

Because they were frozen together, even if they broke, they retained their original shape.

"system."

Li Fan called out softly.

【exist. 】

"Turn the pain perception to the maximum."

Li Fan tilted his head, looking at the warrior who was now stiff and unable to move.

"No."

"Lock the upper limit of pain perception to infinity."

The pain limiter has been removed.

Li Fan smiled.

This time he smiled very happily.

Eric.

Li Fan reached out and gently patted Eric's handsome but pale face.

His fingers were icy cold.

"Do you know?"

"All I wanted to do was go home."

"I just want to go home and have a meal."

"I never intended to kill you all."

"But now."

Li Fan leaned close to Eric's ear and whispered something.

The cold air he exhaled directly froze Eric's ears.

"congratulations."

"You succeeded."

"You killed that man named Li Fan."

"Now standing before you is......"

Li Fan opened his eyes wide, his black pupils instantly expanding to fill his entire eye sockets.

Behind them, countless arms tore through space and danced wildly.

The temperature of the entire world dropped to absolute zero at that moment.

Even time was frozen.

"He is the true Demon King."