After becoming the villain

Chapter 254 "Battle Overlord" and "God's Will Is Not Here"

"In front of us, although Yan Dong has been poisoned, he still has the strength to fight again. You should be careful and alert."

"Ah."

Shen Yupei nodded when he heard the words and spoke in agreement.

He looked at Yan Dong and said loudly——

"Yan Dong, you have been poisoned by the poison of our wolf clan - heart-biting. This poison contains a curse and there is no cure."

"...Although you are forcibly suppressing it with your internal power, as soon as you use your power, the poison will spread all over your body and penetrate deep into your internal organs, especially your heart. It will feel like being stabbed by thousands of needles and being eaten by giant beasts!"

"...When the time comes, even Daluo Jinxian will definitely die."

Hearing this, the other strong men finally felt confident.

Yan Dong's whole body was in the shadow of darkness.

The light of the full moon shines from behind him, casting a bright light, but it makes it look even more psychedelic and mysterious.

The enemy couldn't see his face clearly, but he could hear his deep laughter like sarcasm and contempt...

Everyone's scalps couldn't help but feel numb for a while.

Even though we are outnumbered by ten thousand at this moment, no one dares to step forward.

Shen Yu and Pei knew in their hearts that the previous demonic flame pillar did not wipe out all the Zhenbei Army.

If you wait for the reinforcements from King Zhenbei to arrive, you may not be able to kill the opponent by then.

"Yan Dong!"

Shen Yupei was determined to set an example.

As he stepped forward slowly, he drew out the wolf scimitar hanging from his waist.

Under the bright moonlight, the blade seemed to be coated with a bright silver film.

"...You killed my father, took away my family's martial arts, and destroyed my whole family. After that, the wolf tribe continued to persecute me."

"...You are the culprit of Da Gan and the whole world!"

"...I will kill you today for the sake of heaven!"

Lu Minghui also stepped forward, "Yan Dong, you and I first had the hatred for the treasure; now, we have the hatred of the demon clan."

"...Killing you is for the sake of both the human and demon clans in the world."

Under the spotlight, the figures on the stage laughed at the sound.

King Zhenbei placed the spear in front of him and said sarcastically -

"Revenge is revenge. What's the use of these big principles?"

Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui were immediately speechless.

For a while, that was indeed the case for them.

People always prefer to use high-sounding reasons to cover up their true goals.

Shen Yupei, Lu Minghui and other top sect strongmen were looking at that figure and quietly rubbing the weapons in their hands...

"What should I do? Do you want to come together?"

"Does it violate the rules of the world to use many against one?"

"Then you go one-on-one?"

"..."

The low-pitched exchanges among the top experts turned out to be as disturbing as the woman's casual thoughts at the entrance to the village.

Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui looked at each other, knowing that someone must be the first to go forward and kill at this moment.

"Yan Dong, there is no way you can leave here alive!"

"Yan Dong, your death day has come today!"

As they spoke, they understood each other in their hearts, shouted to kill, and then rushed forward.

The two attacked from different directions on the left and right.

But only Yan Dong waved his spear.

The golden gun seemed unstoppable.

Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui couldn't even get closer than three feet to Yan Dong, and they were each knocked away by the spear.

Because the fight was too fast and too overwhelming, it was over before the other warriors could rush up with them...

The two of them kept falling backwards, trying their best to stabilize their bodies.

Yan Dong was still standing on the stage, but there was faint black blood flowing out of his mouth.

When some sharp-eyed people noticed this blood stain, they shouted loudly and celebrated, as if the blood stain did not come from poison, but that they themselves had injured Yan Dong.

Yan Dong was filled with disdain for the behavior of these enemies.

His eyes are still arrogant...

His eyes swept over each enemy——

"Demon clan, wolf clan, human clan. People from the Jianghu, people from the imperial court."

Yan Dong lowered his head, feeling that the world had changed but killing remained unchanged.

Immediately, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed, and roared like a lion——

"You all come together, why should I, Yan Dong, be afraid?!"

The voice was powerful and domineering, penetrating people's hearts, like a magic power.

When everyone heard the sound, they were shocked, and for a while they kept retreating with knives.

Then, when the new wolf king Shen Yupei blew the [Wolf God's Horn], a huge wolf god's spirit appeared in the night sky, and then descended into his body.

Shen Yupei's intact right eye radiated light, and outside of his body, it seemed as if there was a wolf god with him.

He took one step forward, and the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and everything sounded like the roar of wolves...

Under the leadership of the new Wolf King Shen Yupei, the warriors and soldiers launched a fearless charge against the Overlord!

Some strong men fell in an instant.

There are soldiers who risk their lives in a fight to the death.

There are despicable people who use hidden weapons to commit crimes.

The figures are illusory.

under the moonlight.

The golden gun's momentum is like shattering space.

I saw the sergeant phalanx falling one after another, and the top warriors were flying with flesh and blood.

The mountain of corpses was piled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seas of blood and rivers flowed out, mixed with broken arms and limbs.

The dark wind keeps howling, as if it wants to wake up the dead souls.

……

……

Time goes back to this moment.

Dragon Killing Tomb.

Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu drove their horses and quickly led the army.

The smell of blood and water was everywhere outside the shrubbery, which was extremely pungent.

In the lush woodland, you can occasionally see the moonlight shining through the forest.

The woodland was littered with corpses.

Some corpses were lying on the ground with their heads missing;
Some corpses had half of their bodies chopped off and were leaning limply against a tree;

Some corpses were trampled directly into pulp by horses' hooves.

... These are the death conditions of the ambush soldiers on the periphery here.

Of course, among the corpses in the forest, there were also the corpses of many Zhenbei sergeants and war horses.

Most of them were killed by heavy crossbows.

This is a continuous crossbow specially developed to deal with cavalry. Each soldier's corpse is penetrated by several feather arrows.

There are also huge bed crossbow arrows that are like javelins.

The crossbow arrows pierced through the bodies of several dead people, nailing them to the trees and the ground, and the scene was very miserable and terrifying.

Yan Wulu's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold.

He was in no mood to grieve.

The most important thing for him now is to find and protect his father!Kill all enemies!

Under the leadership of Yan Wulu, the soldiers and horses drove quickly through the forest.

At the end of the forest, it suddenly becomes clear.

Yan Wulu was suddenly shocked by the scene before him...

The black earth seemed to be scorched.

Compared with the black traces here, the woodland that Yan Wulu and others just passed through is just the tip of the iceberg of the original woodland.

The remaining flames are still burning.

Yan Wulu and others had seen the huge pillar of flame before.

But they didn't expect it.

They never expected that the pillar of fire would create such a terrifying scene...

Look carefully at the remaining burning flames.

Their entire bodies are dark brown in color.

What's even more terrifying is that they are burning on some rocks!

This kind of flame is not an ordinary fire, but a special kind of magic flame.

It is rumored that as long as it is contaminated with a little flame, it will instantly turn into a raging fire, which will never be extinguished until everything is burned.

Although this rumor may be exaggerated, we have to admit that the appearance of such flames shows that this ambush is extraordinary.

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the moon, the sky changed suddenly, and I felt a violent fluctuation of internal energy shaking the world.

It is a kind of domineering inner force that is extremely strong and yang.

In today's world, apart from Yan Dong, no one can have such terrifying inner power!
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu looked at each other with different expressions.

They quickly sensed it and headed towards the direction with the strong aura of the strong man.

……

……

Killing the Dragon Mausoleum Jedi.

The full moon is obscured by dark clouds.

Yan Wulu and others relied on the warrior's spiritual sense to move forward quickly.

The smell of blood around him became stronger.

The situation is probably worse than expected.

Yan Wulu's forehead even gradually broke out with sweat.

Suddenly, Yan Wulu's heart suddenly hurt, making him almost breathless.

He reined in his horse sharply.

Every breath he took at this moment felt like his heart was pierced by countless tiny ice edges. The dense pain was like an abyss full of sharp teeth gnawing at his heart. The pain was so painful that he couldn't see the road in front of him. .

"No Lu?!" Yan Weiyu suddenly expressed concern and called him by his name.

She came closer and supported Yan Wulu, who was swaying on his horse, with both hands, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Weiyu looked at the other party's pale face with worry, and she also had a very bad feeling...

Yan Wulu shook his head slightly to indicate that nothing was wrong.

However, he was suddenly stunned.

After a long silence, he asked Yan Weiyu blankly——

"Little aunt, everyone in the world says that mother and child are connected, so, will father and son... also be connected?"

Yan Weiyu looked stunned and couldn't answer.

Raise the whip forward.

Horse hooves galloping.

Yan Wulu and the others finally arrived here.

What comes into view are the remaining traces after a bloody storm.

The bodies of the dead were piled up in hills.

The bright red blood gathered into a river.

A sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Bones everywhere.

Here is the feast of death...

Yan Dong stood on a mountain of corpses, and the evening breeze even gently ruffled the black crown on his bun.

His [Overlord Spear] was stuck vertically on the ground.

He held the dark spear in one hand, like the supreme god of war in this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, in sharp contrast to the corpses around him.

This situation is just like when he was on the Purple Mountain Mountain, declaring himself the absolute winner of this battle.

When Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu saw this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

They had always known that Zhenbei King Yandong could not be defeated.

They got off their horses and rushed forward immediately.

The dark clouds parted at this moment.

Through the moonlight, Yan Wulu could fully see the appearance of his father, Yan Dong...

His hair was all gray, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly aged dozens of years.

His complexion was already dark, and he was poisoned to the bone.

His body was covered with different types of hidden weapons, and there were wounds of all sizes, all of which oozed black poisonous blood.

His hands were covered with the enemy's bright red blood, but he still held the spear tightly.

Yan Wulu's eyes suddenly became hot, and his heart suddenly sank, as if he was falling into an endless abyss.
Suffocating pain.

My chest hurts like it's going to explode.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to cry out, but his throat was filled with the smell of blood, and it was burning and painful.

Yan Weiyu's face turned ashen and he knelt on the ground.

The Zhenbei sergeants who followed them all knelt down in an instant, and some of them even sobbed loudly.

"Father, father king!"

Yan Wulu came to Yan Dong and squeezed out a bitter sound from his throat.

I just felt that my whole body was throbbing with pain from my heart, and even my blood was burning to the point of boiling.

His muscles were shaking and twitching in pain.

Yan Dong heard the sound and finally reacted. His hoarse voice was a little weak and he spoke very slowly, "Lu'er, you're here..."

"This time, my father failed."

"Father, I'm here. Don't worry, Father, you are not defeated. You have killed all the enemies here, and you will still be alive. I have the best medicine here..."

Yan Wulu stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to take out the wound medicine he usually refined from the Najie.

But he didn't catch any of the medicine bottles he took out, and they all fell to the ground.

"Father..."

Yan Wulu said, his eyes were full of tears, but his face was trying to maintain a smile and not collapse.

"I am really the biggest fool in the world. I boast that my medical skills are unparalleled, but when I was in Aurous Hill, I was not even aware of your true physical condition."

"My father deliberately concealed it, how could you know it?"

Yan Dong's words were extremely gentle. He put his hand on Yan Wulu's cheek, "...but, after all, I still couldn't hide it from Zhao Purui. As a father, I lost to him."

When Yan Wulu heard the words, he immediately understood, his eyes were filled with blood and anger, as if he were crying blood, "The boy will lead his army to Jinling now, and destroy the Emperor of the Zhao family, leaving no one alive in Jinling!"

"No!"

Yan Dong finally spoke in a slightly heavier tone, which also made him vomit out another mouthful of black blood.

Yan Wulu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately reached out to support the other person.

"The Great Qianlong's luck is not over yet, now is not the time to take action."

Yan Dong was extremely weak.

"Go back to the Northland and wait."

"Waiting for Daqian's dragon luck to be cut off, waiting for destiny to be on our side!"

When Yan Wulu heard this, he didn't understand.

He remembered his agreement with the will of the world, "Father, your child is your destiny!"

"You are, but not quite."

"you are too young."

"Unfortunately, as a father, I can no longer watch you become a qualified emperor, as a father, cough cough cough..."

Yan Dong seems to have reached the end of his life.

Like a candle in the wind, it will be extinguished in an instant.

"After my father dies, I will bury my father's body in the 'White Stone Cemetery' and bury him with your mother."

"After my father dies, this Northland can only rely on you."

"There is nothing you can do about things in the world. As a father, I originally wanted to hold on to my body and bring down the world, and after I hand it over to you, Lu'er, then..."

"...Ahem, cough, cough, now, I'm afraid there will be no chance again."

Yan Dong said, holding on for his last breath, he looked at Yan Wulu.

He held the other person's shoulders, used the only warmth in his life, smiled and said -

"Lu'er, as a father, I have you and your mother in my life. I have no regrets."

Yan Dong's voice fell.

A pair of eyes quickly dimmed, and finally faded into silence.

The whole body of King Zhenbei fell forward, directly pressing on Yan Wulu's body.

Yan Wulu panicked and caught his father's body.

He went to check the other person's breathing, and then grasped the other person's pulse as if he didn't believe it...

There was no breathing, and the pulse had stopped.

Yan Dong died.

Yan Wulu hugged the other party in a daze.

His eyes were bloodshot.

A trace of annoyance flashed in his heart.

"If my father hadn't been injured in the battle with Xie Qixing."

"If the father hadn't been stabbed by Shen Yupei's fake body."

"If I hadn't chased the Corpse Chief, if I hadn't had that demonic flame pillar, if I'd never been to Aurous Hill..."

"Father, there is no way we can be defeated."

It's just that God's will is not here.

A generation of overlord, even immortals are no match for him.

But he eventually died in the hands of a group of gangsters.

He died at the hands of serious injuries, trickery, poison and hidden weapons.

Yan Wulu suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed. The tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped and flowed down.

This was the only time in his life that the new King of Zhenbei shed tears.

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(End of this chapter)