The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

He grabbed the rabbit demon by the back of the neck and tossed it aside.

pat!

The shriveled demon body landed on the ground and rolled twice.

"Little...little rabbit..."

The old goat staggered.

Suddenly, images of Nanjing during that period flashed through its mind.

"Grandpa Sheep! I want to eat those lamb skewers!!"

"I'm not buying!"

"I want it! I want it!"

"..."

"Don't eat in front of me."

"Yay!!! Time for lamb skewers!!!"

Those sounds still seem to echo in my ears.

When it came to its senses, all that remained before it was a mangled, drained body.

The culprit was leaning back in his chair, legs crossed, with demon blood still smeared on his lips.

"ah--"

The old goat raised its head and bellowed.

The demonic energy exploded within the platform.

Many viewers watched the broadcast with strange expressions.

"Hmm... everyone, I wonder if any of you have this feeling?"

"Is this boy the villain?"

"Um... Your insight is brilliant, Commander!"

"That old goat is so pitiful..."

"Hey! Uncle Hat? I've spotted another walking five hundred thousand!"

"The upstairs neighbor's apartment!"

"Let's put this one thing aside. You're saying they're in a bad situation?"

"Have you forgotten the horrific state of the Northern army?"

"You've forgotten, fox demons love to eat hearts, rabbit demons love to gnaw on human hands like radishes, and goat demons love to eat human brains!"

"How dare you say that?"

"What era are we living in? Still indulging in these kinds of bad habits? Didn't the demon race eradicate them a hundred years ago?"

"???"

"???"

"???"

"Here comes a real, walking 500,000?!"

"@Dragon Country Cyber ​​Police! @Dragon Country National Security Inspector @...Come quick, come quick!!"

next second.

A golden official announcement directly overshadowed the entire screen of bullet comments.

[Platform Announcement: The account "The Moon Is Rounder Beyond the Territory" has been permanently banned, and related information has been transferred to the national security and public order departments of China.]

Our ancestors defended our land with their blood and flesh; we, their descendants, have no right to forgive the invaders on their behalf.

Any statements that whitewash the demon race or downplay the history of their massacre will be investigated and severely punished.

As soon as the announcement was made, the live stream room erupted in excitement.

"Well done!!!"

"The Dragon Kingdom is mighty!!! This is how it should be done!"

"How long have you been enjoying this comfort? Have you forgotten the devastation of the four border regions being breached a hundred years ago, when technology regressed?"

"These traitorous bastards!!!"

"Exactly, so it's okay for them to eat us, but we can't eat them?! Damn it!"

"You primal youth! Kill! With lofty ambitions, we'll feast on the flesh of demons and drink their blood! Brother, I support you!"

Inside the abandoned station platform.

The old goat stared intently at Li Shuiwang, his voice hoarse and distorted.

"I...I'm going to kill you!"

He suddenly pulled a bronze bell from his bosom.

The moment the bronze bell appeared, the surrounding space subtly distorted.

The pangolin demon's eyes widened in terror the moment it saw the bronze bell.

It huddled at the edge of the platform, frantically pounding on the paper doll magic circle with its claws.

"Bang bang bang!"

"I want to get out!"

Please!

"I want to get out!"

It was well aware of the power of that bronze bell.

That was an eighth-level soul weapon passed down through generations of the Old Goat Clan.

The Soul-Suppressing Bell.

With full force, even the Heavenly Demon's soul would be shattered on the spot.

Of course, you have to activate it before the Heavenly Demon kills you.

Seeing the pangolin, another great demon king, so terrified, the viewers in the live stream also became tense.

"Destroy my soul and spirit!!!"

When the old goat saw that Li Shuiwang was still sitting in the chair with that crazy smile on his face, his anger completely overwhelmed his reason.

It shook the bronze bell violently.

"Clang clang clang—"

The bell rang.

A visible ripple swept across the platform.

The wall is cracked.

The glass shattered.

Even the little paper figures guarding the exit caught fire on the spot, with more than a dozen of them bursting into flames.

The silver-white microspheres fully recorded the mental fluctuations during the bronze bell's eruption.

After being amplified by the broadcast, only less than one ten-thousandth of its original effect remained, yet it still made viewers in front of their screens dizzy.

The last time a similar situation occurred was when the Desolate Emperor's double pupils looked at the sky across countless ages.

Of course, the gaze of the Desolate Emperor was separated by countless dimensions and could not be compared at all.

The fact that the Soul-Suppressing Bell can affect reality through the lingering effects of its broadcast is enough to prove how terrifying it is.

So, what kind of suffering must Li Shuiwang, who truly stands at the center of the bell's tolling, endure?

next second.

Everyone was stunned.

and many more.

What about others?

The chair in the picture is now empty.

It was so fast that the camera couldn't capture it.

"call--"

The sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out.

The camera suddenly shifts.

"Pfft—"

Li Shuiwang pointed his fingers into a blade and thrust it directly into the old goat's throat, piercing through his entire neck.

"Uh...uh..."

The old goat's eyes widened, and broken gasps squeezed out of its throat.

It's as if it couldn't understand it even until its death.

Why is this two-legged sheep unaffected by the level eight demon soldiers?

"Pfft—"

Li Shuiwang withdrew his hand, and demonic blood gushed out.

"Really..."

He frowned.

"It's so noisy."

"Thump—"

The old goat fell backward.

From the moment it shook the Soul-Suppressing Bell to its death, the entire process took less than a second.

Clang!

The bronze bell fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Li Shuiwang glanced down and frowned even more.

"Clatter—"

He stomped down.

That level-eight demon weapon was crushed in half on the spot.

Countless viewers' lips twitched.

This child...

What a waste of money!!!

A corner of the platform.

The pangolin demon had completely shrunk into a ball.

"You can't see me..."

"You can't see me..."

"Please don't see me..."

Li Shuiwang licked a drop of demon blood from his fingertip.

A strong, pungent smell spread across the tip of the tongue.

His facial features immediately scrunched up.

"It tastes awful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to smell something and suddenly turned his head.

My gaze fell on the corner.

"Mountain delicacies..."

Li Shuiwang tilted his head, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"It must taste delicious, right?"

The pangolin demon froze.

The eerie sound reached its ears like the whisper of a demon.

"Aaaaaah!"

"I don't taste good!!"

It started rolling on the spot.

The half-human-sized demonic body darted wildly around in the cramped platform.

"Whoosh—"

Li Shuiwang flashed ahead of it, appearing in front of its path ahead of time.

He spread his arms wide and forcefully stopped the pangolin.

"Hehehe..."

"I've got you!!!"

Li Shuiwang gripped the gaps in the scales tightly with both hands.

The sharp scales cut his palm, and blood dripped down between his fingers.

But the smile on his face didn't change at all.

"Hehehe..."

"Go ahead and scream, no one will come to save you..."

"It's like nobody came to save me..."

"Hahaha……"