Chapter 112: Final Chapter

"Is this, the game over?" Feng Yan looked at the giant wolf before him and spoke.

"Yeah, this is the end!" the Red-clothed Devil replied.

The giant wolf's claw fell before Feng Yan; the claw brought wind, making a whooshing sound from before Feng Yan, and Feng Yan hurriedly dodged. Then looking at the Red-clothed Devil, he no longer cared about that! He charged at the Red-clothed Devil, then swung his sword, directly stabbing at the Red-clothed Devil.

The Red-clothed Devil showed a smile, then the giant wolf instantly appeared before Feng Yan, slapped him directly; Feng Yan widened his eyes, feeling very uneasy, and was fiercely slapped to the ground.

"Feng Yan!" the three shouted together.

Feng Yan's whole body ached, preparing to slowly climb up; at that moment, Yang Xin's crossbow bolt was aimed at him!

"It hurts so much!" Feng Yan, while slowly propping himself up with the Black Sword bit by bit, began to complain, then heard the sound of an arrow flying! Feng Yan knew what was happening, he despised Yang Xin even more, and then threw his Black Sword behind him.

Clang! The arrow collided with the Black Sword, making a sound; the Red-clothed Devil smiled, looking at his empty hand where Feng Yan should be, secretly thinking: "This time you won't die?"

However, things were not as the Red-clothed Devil thought; he widened his eyes, seeing the Red Sword appear out of nowhere in Feng Yan's hand, widened his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise: "Impossible, you clearly have no weapon in your hand! The demon wolf cannot possibly fail!"

Several people watched as Feng Yan's Red Sword stabbed into the giant wolf's body; the wolf's body flowed out red blood, slowly trickling onto the ground, as more blood accumulated, it slowly became a gently flowing stream.

"It won't be that simple!" Feng Yan silently thought, he drew the Red Sword, hurriedly stepped back three paces, keeping a certain distance, watching from afar. The three wiped sweat, watching Feng Yan and the giant wolf standoff, temporarily relieved.

On another side, the surviving bounty hunters looked at the destroyed city, still unclear what had happened; just a moment ago they were still playing inside, but now many corpses lay in the streets, and their own people had casualties because of this. The leader felt sorry for them, raised his head to look at the shattered sky, sighed, and said: "Really, each one is careless, still stirring up trouble, can't they just calm down?"

Looking at the lackey on the ground with no breath, he crouched down, used his hand to help close the lackey's widened eyes, gazing at the large crater where the lackey's skull had been smashed open. He pondered whether he should lead them to switch to some other work, after all too many die in this job.

The lackey's body gradually stopped bleeding; the chief sighed, finally making up his mind.

Boom! After a loud bang, the giant wolf directly slapped Feng Yan onto the palace wall; Feng Yan's chest heated, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, feeling a sweet bloody taste in his mouth. Several people had not yet come to their senses; clearly Feng Yan and the giant wolf were still in a standoff, but now what?

"What's wrong, my useless adventurer? Can't your weapon save you?" the Red-clothed Devil mocked, looking at the Black Sword stuck in the ground.

Feng Yan could not move at this moment, looking at the giant wolf before him, he closed his eyes. Yang Xin saw this moment arrive, showed a smile, and said: "Although it wasn't me who made you leave the stage, I still have to say: the game is over!"

Feng Yan closed his eyes, waiting for the moment of his defeat to arrive, but only heard a sound of bones breaking from before him!

"Crack!"

Feng Yan opened his eyes, looking at what was before him, he could not believe his eyes, or rather, he could not believe this was real!

The dancer stood before him, blocking the giant wolf's blow, and at the same time suffered severe injuries and fell to the ground.

The dancer fell to the ground, giving Feng Yan a smile.

It was precisely this smile, in that instant, that almost made Feng Yan tear up.

"No!" Feng Yan shouted, his expression sorrowful, then continued: "Why? Why?"

"My lord~ no! Feng Yan, actually, I have always liked you, always." Wangyou lay on the ground, red blood slowly flowing from her body, staining the ground; Feng Yan exerted all his strength, came to her side, and held her in his arms.

"I have never known where I came from; since I appeared, I have been a dancer, my job to dance, until the Prince took notice of me. But I don't know why, looking at that magnificent palace, I suddenly felt afraid, I had a premonition that I would become a plaything, a pitiful dancer. Yet because of you, I felt I was not just a dancer, and when I saw that one, I also felt she was my master, and I gradually understood a word: virtual." The dancer spoke these words with effort, while Feng Yan had already shed tears, not knowing how to reply, just nodding repeatedly.

Feng Yan embraced her, his clothes also stained with Wangyou's blood, he didn't care at all, just holding her like this, hoping time would stop at this moment.

"I know, I know, but I believe you can stay by my side until the very last moment!" Feng Yan's voice choked, he hoped she would not die.

"I merely will return to my original form." The dancer finally still showed a smile, her body began to slowly fade, then slowly turned into a book; at this moment, Feng Yan finally understood: Wangyou was originally the Adventurers' Book.

Feng Yan unwillingly watched Wangyou's breath grow weaker, then she returned to her original form; he picked up the somewhat damaged Adventurers' Book and held it in his arms.

Chen Hao watched all this, turned his head aside, knowing he too longed for such a girl.

Lin Xiyan looked at Feng Yan; at this moment the boy before her was still that boy, unchanged. He remained honest, merely having gradually experienced bumps and scrapes, and grown fangs.

Chen Hao turned his head back, looking at Feng Yan's appearance; one side was sighing, the other side was pain, he gradually could not tell what was real.

"Unforgivable!" Feng Yan spoke in a low voice, gripping the Black Sword as he slowly approached the giant wolf's front; the wolf howled again, opening its huge mouth ready to swallow Feng Yan, but Feng Yan directly threw his Red Sword toward the wolf's mouth, then the Black Sword directly returned to Feng Yan's hand, the Red Sword slowly turned into wisps of blue smoke inside the wolf's mouth, then only saw the center of the Black Sword flashing red light, and then a black-red sword qi shot straight out.

Boom! Another loud sound came.

Feng Yan wielded the Black Sword and wildly chopped at the giant wolf's body, producing a clanking sound……

"Yah!" Feng Yan shouted, as the Black Sword gave a clang, shaking his arm numb.

"Useless, such attacks won't work no matter how many times!" the Red-clothed Devil said rather proudly.

"Then, try this!" Feng Yan said angrily, then a Red Sword appeared in his left hand.

"What is that?" the Red-clothed Devil was somewhat confused; previously Feng Yan, under the Red-clothed Devil's severity, only used either a black sword or a red sword. Seeing Feng Yan now wielding dual swords, the Red-clothed Devil felt a pang of fear.

"Then, feel my wrath." Feng Yan said in a low voice, the blades of both swords emitted light, then a black and a red sword qi shot forth!

"Boom!" The sword qi struck the giant wolf's body, producing huge smoke.

As the smoke cleared, the giant wolf appeared unharmed before everyone, but Feng Yan had already vanished.

"Where is the person?" the Red-clothed Devil wondered.

Pu— blood spurted from the Red-clothed Devil's abdomen; he lowered his head, looking at that familiar weapon—it was exactly the Eternal Spear!

"You——" the Red-clothed Devil hadn't finished speaking when Feng Yan drew the Eternal Spear from his hand.

"How could this be? I won't fail! I won't fail!" the Red-clothed Devil shouted unwillingly; as the Eternal Spear was pulled from his body, he collapsed to the ground, twitching continuously, and soon lost consciousness.

"This is the price of arrogance!" Feng Yan said coldly, then turned his head to look at the giant wolf, continuing: "Next up, it's you!"

Feng Yan charged at the giant wolf; the wolf also directly counterattacked; Feng Yan threw the Black Sword, the wolf swatted it away, then opened its huge mouth, preparing to swallow everyone; Feng Yan seized the opportunity, letting the Black Sword swiftly fly to his feet, then, carrying himself, he hurled the Eternal Spear fiercely into the wolf's mouth!

"Aoo~~" the giant wolf let out a mournful howl, then collapsed to the ground.

"Giant wolf, frankly, you differ too much from the giant wolf in that story, so I actually had a chance to kill you!" Feng Yan, holding the Eternal Spear, looked at the fallen giant wolf and said.

"Successful?" the Dwarves looked at Feng Yan holding the Eternal Spear, still doubtful in their hearts, but recalling the God King's prophecy, they finally cheered.

"Congratulations, you killed the monster we could not kill." The woman who had previously danced in the sky came before Feng Yan and congratulated him.

"Really?" Feng Yan pulled out the Adventurers' Book from his arms, already badly damaged, his expression sorrowful, he continued: "But I still lost something I cannot retrieve."

The woman remained silent; they knew this feeling, when the God King once began the Hall of Heroes plan, they did not understand, watching people die endlessly on the ground, they began to feel sorrowful. Perhaps this is that feeling.

Feng Yan looked at the Eternal Spear in his hand, then returned it to the woman before him, and said: "I'm still not used to this thing, so I'll return it to you."

"You?" the woman did not understand, yet she took back the Eternal Spear.

"I still need to go to the next——" Feng Yan's words were not finished when he collapsed to the ground.

"Great opportunity!" Yang Xin fired another arrow!

"Dream on!" the woman directly hurled the Eternal Spear; the spear struck the arrow, instantly turning it into powder.

Feng Yan! Both shouted together, the unconscious Feng Yan was being carried away by a huge bird, flying off.