My lord, spare his life!

"you--"

That lump of silvery-white liquid metal emitted a hoarse, neither-male-nor-female voice, sounding weak yet furious. Zhang Yang stared at the opponent's health bar, now reduced to a sliver of blood, and didn't bother to speak to it. After defeating a BOSS, it either dies on the spot or hangs on by a thread, spouting nonsense.

Regardless of which one, the BOSS has already been defeated.

Players who are going through the story for the first time will listen patiently, but the second or third time they'll just drift off and do other things. Zhang Yang was also doing it for the first time, but she had no patience. If it weren't for the fact that NPCs can't skip the story like players, she wouldn't want to listen to a single word of nonsense.

As the molten metal raged in its impotent fury, Zhang Yang walked straight toward it, raised his hand, and unleashed a palm strike that shattered its head.

He left behind a cold, dismissive remark: "Noisy."

The molten metal let out a miserable cry and returned to being a puddle.

"What do you want to do?" Two voices, one male and one female, one young and one old, overlapped, their emotions filled with undisguised panic and fear. Watching Zhang Yang's back as he walked towards the underground chamber, the Prefect of Chesi felt fear for the first time. He crawled to stop Zhang Yang and frantically called for guards.

"Someone come here!"

"Someone come quick and kill her!"

"Someone come here!"

Zhang Yang kicked open the door to the mostly collapsed secret room.

As the dust settled, the general layout of the secret chamber was revealed. This chamber was only half the size of the sleeping quarters above ground. In the center was a strange pool containing mercury, and floating in the middle was a porcelain white bottle with two visible cracks on its sides. When Zhang Yang approached the mercury pool, the bottle in the pool frantically drifted away in the opposite direction from him.

"Someone come here—"

"Guards! Where is my son, Bafeng!"

Zhang Yang swept her palm in, and no matter how much the bottle struggled, it was futile, obediently surrendering to her grasp. Her voice was cold and threatening: "Shut up, one more word and I'll crush your broken shell. And then it won't just be a serious injury!"

There is a thin, long blood bar above the bottle.

Due to the severe damage to the secret room, two-thirds of his health bar was also lost.

After making the threat, the ghost's screams stopped abruptly.

The Prefect of Chesi County was unwilling to become a prisoner. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhang Yang turned to leave, the silvery metal in the mercury pool transformed into countless sharp spikes that rushed towards her back.

However, Zhang Yang was even faster than him.

The latter, with an indifferent expression, shattered the mouth of the bottle into dust.

The excruciating pain emanating from his very soul forced the Prefect of Chesi to let out a bloodcurdling scream. The menacing mercury spikes lost their momentum in mid-air, transforming from spikes into countless clumps of mercury that dripped onto the ground. The once pure white, silvery-white liquid metal was now stained crimson. Instinctively, he wanted to distance himself from the threatening Zhang Yang, but alas, the most important vessel was in her hands.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang raised his hand and gestured.

Guided by some force, the silvery-white liquid metal on the ground transformed into a thin stream and poured into the small container. The container was less than six inches long and its belly was not very large, yet it could hold the mercury of a small pool, as well as the large puddle outside the secret room.

As I stepped out of the secret room, a series of hurried footsteps rushed in from outside.

Zhang Yang couldn't be bothered with them.

He carried the wine vessel to find the other two incarnations.

Ordinary Mercury Essence can only stay in one container, but when the power of Starfall reaches a certain level, Mercury Essence also has the ability to regenerate its tail. As long as the incarnation can find another container to use as a host, it can make a comeback over time.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't leave any potential problems for himself.

This is also why she didn't completely destroy the bottle immediately. It would be easier to find other incarnations while carrying the bottle, not to mention she had Zhang Dagu as her aerial early warning partner.

She walked slowly.

"Hide well, your sister is coming." A shiver ran through the bottle in her hand. The intense fear did not make Zhang Yang feel any pity; instead, it fueled her desire to see blood.

The incarnation of [Mercury Essence] shares the same consciousness as the original body.

One can imagine how terrified the two avatars were at that moment.

To increase his chances of escape, one avatar mobilized troops to intercept and block Zhang Yang, while another avatar hurriedly headed towards the backup container that had been prepared beforehand. Zhang Yang stopped halfway there, his vision filled with a dense mass of red-named enemies closing in.

In the sky—

The girl on Zhang Dagu's back was so nervous that she dared not breathe.

Zhang Yang clicked her tongue and was about to stuff the wine bottle in her hand into her game backpack when she was notified by the system log that "[This item cannot be put into the game backpack]". Left with no other choice, she stuffed the wine bottle into her waistband. Worried that it might be forcibly taken or lost in a fight, she tied it with a rope, making two or three tight knots, before finally taking out the gold brick.

"It's time to clear the area, kids."

To Zhang Yang, they were merely a group of lackeys recruited by the BOSS in disguise; but to these lackeys, they were personal guards sent to protect the prefectural government after its sudden attack. Those at the forefront, seeing the composed Zhang Yang first, immediately felt their momentum wane. This rebel gave them no time to hesitate. In an instant, a golden light, several feet long, burst forth from her palm.

Zhang Yang used his hand-crafted skill to shout out.

"Look up at me!"

The guards at the front felt something heavy slam into them with incredible speed. Their ears first heard the cracking of bones, then the pain, and their consciousness faded into darkness. Zhang Yang's gold brick was aimed directly at their skulls. Those who could withstand it suffered a concussion; those who couldn't were instantly reduced from red to gray.

In just a few breaths, they fought their way through the ranks of those with red names.

No matter how the red-named warriors chased after him, he didn't turn back, dragging them to find the [Mercury Spirit] avatar. The avatar, escorted by hundreds of red-named guards, retreated through the side gate of the prefectural government immediately after the explosion. Before the avatar could escape in the carriage, Zhang Yang pierced the head of one of the warhorses with a golden arrow.

The warhorse only had time to let out a mournful neigh before it was firmly fixed to the ground. The other warhorse didn't have time to slow down and rolled out of the carriage along with the horse, making a clear sound of its neck breaking.

The train carriage overturned, and the people inside were thrown out.

Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all.

Her expression was stern, and almost the instant the avatar was thrown away, a glint of light flashed in her peach blossom eyes. With a few graceful movements on the rooftops, she passed through the encirclement of about thirty red-named guards like a wisp of smoke, and then another golden arrow pierced the avatar's neck.

call out--

Then came the dull thud of an arrow piercing flesh.

Zhang Yang slid across the ground, supporting the container with his left hand, and wiped the pool of mercury away with his right fingertips across the dust on the ground!

"Next!"

Another incarnation is looking for the Hu bottle.

In the sky, Zhang Dagu unleashed a burst of wind blades towards the ground, blowing away the red-named creatures attempting to seize the wine bottle. It extended its talons and precisely locked onto Zhang Yang, then soared into the air until the ground beneath its feet rapidly shrank before its eyes. Zhang Yang felt the almost tangible despair emanating from the wine bottle at his waist, and a slow, natural smile spread across his lips: "The last target!"

Zhang Dagu responded happily.

Zhang Yang dealt with this incarnation in a simple and brutal manner.

Bomb it directly!

The spare container was unrefined and could not withstand being dropped.

From the moment the first explosion rang out in the prefectural capital, chaos reigned both inside and outside the city. The garrison commander outside the city immediately mobilized his troops and ordered the city gates to be opened. But unexpectedly, a face that shouldn't have been there appeared on the city gate, and the commander's face suddenly darkened.

"How could it be you?"

The commander had a bad feeling.

"By the Eighth Wind, there is unusual activity within the city. Open the city gates immediately!"

Lu Yuan crossed his arms, one foot on the battlement, looking down at the enemy below, feeling an unprecedented sense of exhilaration: "Open the city gate? I'd rather open your skull, you bastard! I've had my eye on you for years! Men, fire!"

This prefectural seat was the old man's stronghold, and he wanted to make it as impregnable as possible. Outside the inner city gate was a barbican, and beyond that was an outer city, which in turn had another barbican to slow down any attack. The openings of the two barbicans were also quite different.

There is also a moat outside the outer city.

It's not that we can't break in, it's just that we can't do it in a short time.

The commander guarding the city realized that Lü Yuan had rebelled.

Without hesitation, he ordered the army's archers to fire arrows directly at Lü Yuan, while he himself spoke to distract him. In the darkness, at such a distance, Lü Yuan, in his current arrogant state, would have little chance of detecting the hidden threat. His plan was sound, but he had overlooked the fact that Lü Yuan was accompanied by Guan Si.

Just as the archer's arrow was halfway through its flight, another arrow pierced it precisely through the middle, striking the archer between the eyebrows with lightning speed. The ferocity of this arrow startled even the garrison commander, who hurriedly tightened the reins and tried to turn the ship around to safety.

At the same time, he ordered an attack on the city.

One thing he knew perfectly well was that Lu Yuan's troops couldn't possibly control the entire city's defenses. As soon as there was a commotion here, other soldiers would arrive and attack Lu Yuan from both sides. In that case, breaching the city gates should only be a matter of time. His mind was a jumbled mess, and he subconsciously overlooked several important issues—

If the mastermind behind the mutiny was Lü Yuan, why would she be guarding the city walls instead of besieging the prefectural governor to avenge herself?

The city not only housed the prefect, but also his many children.

How could they possibly stand idly by and watch Lü Yuan rebel? They must understand that, thanks to the prefect's deliberate instigation, their conflict with Lü Yuan had become irreconcilable. Once one side gained complete power, the other would have no chance of survival. And this was precisely what would be most advantageous for the prefect.

Lu Yuan ignored the cold arrow.

His gaze fell toward the county government office within the city.

With such a commotion, I wonder if the old man is dead or has escaped.

In that fleeting moment of distraction, a general charged out from the enemy ranks below the city wall. He seemed oblivious to the rain of arrows, treading the wall as if it were flat ground, his target fixed on Lü Yuan. She blocked Guan Si with one hand, and with the other, drew her sword from her waist: "You're courting death—"

Although she was very grateful to Guan Si, these people's heads were hers to keep, and she couldn't easily give them up to others.

"Lü Bafeng, you have truly betrayed the Lord!"

"fart!"

What is betrayal?

Betrayal requires prior loyalty.

Lu Yuan's expression was ferocious and ruthless. The hatred that had been suppressed for more than ten years finally erupted without any concealment: "You dog, you ruined my whole family! How can I, as your son and daughter, not seek revenge! You spineless dog, don't drag others down with you while you wag your tail and beg for mercy!"

Driven by a thirst for revenge, she would do anything she was capable of.

It even includes actively embracing hell. As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely cold aura suddenly erupted from his body. The crimson-scaled fire serpent with wings on its back opened its cold vertical pupils. The fire serpent was enveloped in red and purple flames and spewed out long, thread-like flames.

The person who was insulted became enraged: "You—"

Lu Yuan remained silent, but simply made a grasping motion in the air.

The two-winged fire serpent obediently transformed into a weapon in her hand.

"Since you're going to aid and abet the wicked, then go and die with the old man!" Without another word, Lu Yuan unleashed a fierce spear thrust directly at the opponent's face. Thousands of fiery spear shadows intertwined to form an impenetrable net, and she used her foot to cleave the man from the city wall back down to the city walls. Before giving chase, she glanced at Guan Si out of the corner of her eye and received a confirming look from him. Without hesitation, she pursued him.

The defending general did not expect that Lü Yuan would dare to go down the city wall and fight a bloody battle.

They immediately disregarded all rules and decorum and launched a direct attack.

Even if Lü Yuan is a great fighter, he's still just one person.

Just as the garrison commander had predicted, Lü Yuan had not fully taken control of the entire prefectural city's defenses. The commotion drew a large army rushing towards them. Guan Si, with his sharp ears, heard the commotion, withdrew his gaze from the city walls, and summoned a ferocious giant wolf.

The giant wolf's upper body was solid, while its lower body was like smoke.

Where the smoke dissipated, hundreds of eerie green eyes opened.

Lu Yuan's troops had already gone to buy time, and Guan Si calmly stroked the huge wolf's head: "Hungry? If you're hungry, go find some food."

Upon receiving the order, the wolf pack scattered in all directions.

Hundreds of agile wolves, drooling, leaped over the heads of Lü Yuan's personal guards, their jaws snapping at the necks of the enemy soldiers charging at the forefront. Some soldiers reacted quickly, raising their weapons to block, but the sturdy weapons were instantly reduced to dust by the wolves' terrifying bite force, followed by their sharp claws piercing through the armor plates in front of them. Others, reacting too slowly, instinctively raised their arms to block.

The result can be imagined.

Screams erupted alongside the stench of blood.

The wolves, stained with blood, visibly grew larger, their fur hard as iron, and their claws gleaming with a chilling light, inspiring fear in all who beheld them. With the addition of these painless and lifeless Kui Mu wolf totems, the first wave of attacks was successfully halted. Not only did they fail to impact Lu Yuan's personal guards, but they were also forced into a retreat by the enemy.

However, the bloodshed on the city walls was far less than that inside the city.

The one who caused the bloodshed was not Zhang Yang, but Wang Qi.

He loosened his grip on the skull he had crushed with one hand, frowning in disgust at the brain matter smeared between his fingers. Glancing out of the corner of his eye at the trembling servant unable to escape, he lifted the man up with his other hand and smeared the brain matter on the servant's face: "So dirty."

The servants were terrified but dared not utter a sound.

"Where's the next one?"

The confidant of Lu Yuan, who was in charge of giving directions, swallowed nervously and said in a hoarse voice, "Please, please, sir, follow me."

"Is it far?"

"It's not far, it's the house across the street next door."

Wang Qi gave a nonchalant "oh" and stood up: "Lead the way."

Just as one leg was about to step out of the bedroom door, he opened his hand and clenched it. The servant, who thought he had escaped by sheer luck, felt an invisible force grip his neck. Before he could even struggle, a sharp, teeth-grinding snapping sound came from his neck.

Lu Yuan's confidant: "..."

Blood had appeared on Wang Qi's face at some point.

Under the moonlight, he revealed a joyful smile that came from the depths of his soul, a happiness second only to being whipped a hundred and eighty times by the mountain spirit.

"Why have you stopped?"

Why does he look like he'd kill innocent people indiscriminately?

He reassured the other person, saying, "I'm in a very good mood now."

When I'm in a good mood, I don't kill indiscriminately.

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