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Chapter 465: Revenge of Sirius
Zhang Siqian's voice was not loud, and there was not even much emotion in his reply, but it made Wang Zhifan feel very heavy inside for a moment, and he fell into an unspeakable silence.

"A speck of dust from the times is like a mountain to ordinary people..."

He couldn't help but think of this sentence in his heart, and began to understand its meaning.

In fact, strictly speaking, Zhang Siqian is not a truly ordinary person in this world.

He has been devoted to Confucianism since he was young, and at a young age he has achieved the sixth level of acquired cultivation. His life and marriage can be considered smooth and happy. There are too many common people who do not even have acquired cultivation and whose lives are not as good as his.

But obviously, in the context of the catastrophe of the invasion of the demon world, his experience was no different from those of the lower-class civilians, and his luck was even worse. His entire family was killed by the demons, leaving him alone alive. It is understandable that he became so crazy.

"Master Wang, thank you for saving me just now. Unfortunately, I have nothing left and cannot repay you... I still have some things to do, so I will say goodbye now."

Seeing that Wang Zhifan didn't speak for a while, Zhang Siqian, with disheveled hair and a mad look, prepared to turn around and leave. He held the long sword with a rolled blade in his hand, intending to continue fighting with the demon in the ruins of Shuqiu City.

From his words, it can be heard that he has guessed that it was Wang Zhifan who saved him and prevented him from dying at the hands of the demon general, but he still didn't care and didn't care about his own life.

"Zhang Siqian! Isn't it good to be alive?! If your deceased family members saw you like this, they would probably be even more sad!"

Wang Zhifan at the back raised his voice and shouted when he saw this. He knew in his heart that such a person could not be persuaded, but he still couldn't help shouting.

Hearing Wang Zhifan's words behind him, Zhang Siqian slowly stopped.

He didn't look back, but a hoarse voice with a hint of death came from the front:

“Master Wang, I’m already like this. What’s the difference between being alive and being dead? I just want to avenge my parents and my wife, and then reunite with them in the underworld…”

After saying that, he took another step forward, heading towards the depths of the dilapidated ruins that emitted a fishy smell, his steps just as unhesitating as before.

At this point, generally speaking, there is no need for Wang Zhifan to continue interfering with others. Everyone has his own destiny and choices, and others have no right to interfere forcibly.

But Wang Zhifan felt a little uncomfortable and chose not to leave silently.

He stood there, staring at the man in front of him who was about to die, sensing his physical condition, and found that he was just as he had said, not far from death.

Wang Zhifan felt many kinds of violent forces in his body, including blood and energy that was stimulated to the limit by drugs, unknown skills injected into his body from the outside, and brutal methods that were squeezing out all his potential.

It was the combination of these messy tiger and wolf creatures that made this once gentle and refined Confucian scholar become like a madman, and the only benefit was that his strength was improved a lot, but it was not too much, he did not break through directly from the sixth level of acquired realm to the innate level.

"He was indeed ready to reunite with his family... I never thought that after only a few months of not seeing him, he would have to witness the death of the first NPC he knew... It was really unexpected."

After thinking about it, Wang Zhifan at the back followed calmly. He intended to see his friend off for the last time, even if he was just a bystander.

Not long after, Zhang Siqian in front encountered a group of demons again. These demons should have been attracted by the previous movement. There were about thirty of them in total, but the strength of the strongest individual was far from reaching the level of a demon general.

Thus, a new war broke out again in the ruins. Zhang Siqian, who was not afraid of death, behaved extremely bravely. Blood and energy burst out from his body, and the long sword with a rolled blade in his hand danced like a hurricane. He fought against more than 30 ferocious demons alone, and despite being wounded in many places, he barely eliminated all the enemies.

But by this time his body was severely overdrawn and could no longer support him. He took a few steps and then staggered to the ground, breathing rapidly. It seemed that he wanted to rest for a while before dying in a dignified manner.

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan emerged from the dilapidated building on the side and said:
"Master Zhang, your body is almost at its limit, and your sword is already very blunt. If you continue to fight, you will die in a blink of an eye."

Zhang Siqian was slightly surprised by Wang Zhifan's reappearance, but he felt the concern from his friend, and a scary smile suddenly appeared on his face with bulging veins, and he responded with a smile:
"Haha! Master Wang, death is a relief for me! Please witness my final revenge!"

After saying that, he took out a small gourd from his blood-stained and dusty clothes, opened his mouth and prepared to bite off the stopper of the gourd and drink it himself.

"Drinking strong medicine again? I dare say you will die immediately after drinking this medicine!"

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but watch it and instantly activated the power of ice to stop the man from drinking the medicine.

Because his perception told him that Zhang Siqian's body had reached its limit. If he drank drugs that stimulated his body, he would die on the spot and would not be able to achieve any final revenge.

However, Wang Zhifan was not the type who liked to rescue people by force. After explaining the reasons why he stopped the other party, he immediately gave a better final revenge plan, which made Zhang Siqian, who had stopped and looked unhappy, show doubts in his bloodshot eyes.

"Master Zhang, I think your last wish is to destroy all the demons in Shuqiu City with your own hands, right?
But you must also know that this is no longer possible in your current state. Not to mention that there are still thousands of demons in this city, there are still two demon generals!

But I can help you! Help you fulfill this last wish with your own hands!"

After saying that, Wang Zhifan took out a tall and broad individual mecha from his personal space. It was the top-of-the-line combat mecha, Sirius, that he had purchased at a high price from the urban planet world!
The mighty mecha landed steadily. Wang Zhifan raised his hand and opened the flip-type hatch. He pulled Zhang Siqian, who was sitting on the ground with a puzzled look on his face, in and put him in the driver's seat!
"Master Wang...what is this for? What is this?"

For a moment, Zhang Siqian, with his disheveled hair and unruly temperament, was at a loss for what to do with Wang Zhifan.

He didn't understand at all what Wang Zhifan in front of him was doing, and why he suddenly stuffed him into a huge steel structure with a rather strange shape. He immediately looked at someone with a serious expression outside the mecha driver's seat in shock with bloodshot eyes.

"I am helping you! Don't you want to destroy the demons in this city with your own hands? Now only this can help you achieve your wish!"

Wang Zhifan, who looked serious, first emphasized this premise, and then, without waiting for Zhang Siqian, who looked puzzled, to understand the situation, he began to explain to him how to operate the mecha:

"These two iron rods are called levers. The left one controls the flight direction and speed, and the right one is used to launch the main shooting and slashing... This is the secondary shooting and special slashing, you probably won't need it... This is the dodge action pedal, don't worry about it, just fight the demon head-on...

Remember, chase the demons and fire fiercely, don't worry about anything else! Sirius is very powerful, it won't take much time to wipe out all the demons here! "After a quick narration, Wang Zhifan quickly made Zhang Siqian speechless. He had never been involved in mecha operation before, and didn't understand what Wang Zhifan was talking about.

But Wang Zhifan had no intention of letting him go. He raised his hand and activated the remote teaching mode of Sirius again, then slammed the flip-up hatch of the mecha shut, trapping Zhang Siqian, who was destined to become a legendary mecha operator, in the cockpit.

In the following period of time, it seemed that Zhang Siqian, a native of the Disaster Realm, took over the entire control of Sirius, but in fact, the only person with the highest authority in Sirius was Wang Zhifan.

Wang Zhifan can still control Sirius through the micro-mecha control panel in his hand, and communicate with Zhang Siqian who is somewhat at a loss inside.

In fact, Wang Zhifan's current actions are very strange. It is almost as if he is deliberately torturing Zhang Siqian, a poor guy who is about to die, on a whim.

But his inner intention was indeed good. He wanted to use the Sirius mecha to help Zhang Siqian and help his friend complete his revenge in the last moments of his life.

After all, there are still many demons outside. With Zhang Siqian's remaining strength, it might be difficult for him to kill one or two ordinary demons. Even if he is given a magic weapon, it will not change much.

But Sirius is different. If the combat mecha produced in the high-tech world is just operated normally, the requirements for the operator are actually very low. It is enough to control the movement and firing. It is currently the only existence that can allow this native of the disaster realm to achieve revenge with his own hands.

So in the following time, under Wang Zhifan's strong promotion, Zhang Siqian, who was confused in the combat mecha, gradually sensed Wang Zhifan's seriousness, understood Wang Zhifan's intentions, and began to calm down and learn to control this strange steel creation that was beyond his cognition.

Seeing that he accepted his arrangement, Wang Zhifan did not waste any more words. He knew that his friend was in poor health and that there was not much time left, so he only explained a few functions that Zhang Siqian would use next and let him start to operate them.

At the same time, Wang Zhifan did not forget to use the power of ice to freeze the demons that were approaching one after another, so that they would not interfere with the current teaching, while also saving their lives for later use.

This period didn't actually last very long.

After the initial confusion and unfamiliarity, Zhang Siqian, a Confucian scholar with normal intelligence, soon understood what he was doing. He knew that his every move could cause the huge iron man wrapped around his body to take corresponding actions, which was equivalent to a special puppet weapon. His speed in getting started increased dramatically.

Following Wang Zhifan's suggestion, he directly learned the simple controls of the mecha's flight mode, and then roughly mastered the mecha's long-range firing and melee killing functions. After getting a little familiarity with it, he drove the Sirius into the sky and officially started the massacre mode.

The first group of people violently destroyed by the mechas controlled by Zhang Siqian were naturally the demons that had been frozen and controlled by Wang Zhifan.

Under the fire of electromagnetic machine guns and high-energy lasers, these ordinary demons were even more fragile than thin paper. In the blink of an eye, they were torn into tiny charred pieces by the terrifying firepower.

Wang Zhifan, who was holding the micro-mecha control panel on the ground, heard an excited roar from someone in the mecha.

"Ah!!! Die! All of you die!!! Taoist Priest! This Iron Man is simply too strong!!!"

"Haha, I knew that no man could resist the charm of mecha! Even natives from the non-technological world can't!"

On the ruins, Wang Zhifan, who had been following in a low-key manner, smiled when he heard this.

He already understood that Zhang Siqian had thoroughly understood the violent aesthetics of mechas and began to become obsessed with it.

This also made him realize that he didn't need to stare at the mecha control panel in his hand, because Zhang Siqian had now initially become a real mecha pilot.

Subsequent events confirmed his idea.

After killing the first wave of demons, Zhang Siqian seemed to have figured out the trick and his control over Sirius quickly improved to a higher level.

Not only did he control the mecha to fly faster and faster, he also began to perform some maneuvers that Wang Zhifan had not taught him, as if he was playing excitedly.

There has been great progress in the use of weapons. In addition to the previous main shooting, he also used secondary shooting weapons such as tracking missiles and miniature nuclear bombs, which blew up the demons in the ruins without leaving any trace. It can be said that the degree of violence is rising steadily.

It was so intense that Wang Zhifan, who was following behind, felt a little scared and wanted to remotely lock some of the weapons in the mecha, but in the end he did not do so and let this indigenous friend vent and squander his energy in the last moments.

The earth-shaking noise in the ruins of Shuqiu City soon attracted the attention of the two stationed demon generals.

They had never seen anything like the Sirius Mecha.

One of them was so scared that he turned around and ran away, not even having the courage to take the miniature nuclear bomb.

The other one was a bit braver, but when it sneaked within a thousand meters of the Sirius mecha, Zhang Siqian launched the highest intensity main shot and blasted it into debris.

The one who was escaping at the same time was also caught up by the tracking missile and was also blown into pieces.

In short, in front of the top-notch individual mechas from the urban planet world, the so-called demon generals are no different from ordinary demons and are all killed instantly and turned into ashes.

This made Zhang Siqian, who was controlling the mecha, a little annoyed. He had wanted to use the mecha's high-frequency vibration sword to deal a blow to his enemies, but unfortunately they didn't give him a chance and they couldn't hold on until the mecha got close to him.

Finally, when all the demons in the ruins of Shuqiu City passed away, Zhang Siqian controlled the mecha to land, forced himself to leave the cockpit with his trembling body, and saw Wang Zhifan for the last time.

"Master Wang, thank you... I have no regrets now. It's time to go downstairs and reunite with my parents and my wife..."

The wish was fulfilled, and Zhang Siqian's body, which had been tortured to the limit, finally fell down.

In the last short moments of his life, he looked at the tall mecha next to him, with a somewhat intoxicated smile on his face, and murmured:
"It's...called...Sirius? What a...good name..."

(End of this chapter)