Chapter 942: The Death of the Ancient God

The minister said excitedly:

"Once the physical bodies of our Bright Nation's citizens are strengthened, they can expel those malicious influences!"

Someone had tears streaming from their eyes:

"How many years has it been, how many years, the roles have reversed between us and the Ancient God Beasts!"

He found it somewhat unbelievable and still went to see the experiment in person.

When he saw with his own eyes that the citizens' physical bodies were strengthened after consuming the flesh and blood of Ancient God Beasts.

Even he was dazed.

"This is impossible, this is impossible..."

He shook his head:

"The Ancient God Beasts have become weak."

"No, Your Majesty!"

The minister was filled with extreme reverence:

"It is under your leadership that our human race has become strong!"

People came toward him on a pilgrimage.

His breathing trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He recalled that scene from back then.

He and Little Sister were lying on the grass, and Little Sister stretched out her slender, fair fingers, enjoying the warmth of the light as it traced along her fingers onto her cheeks.

"Brother, I had a dream last night, dreaming that there was such a tree.

The tree bore two fruits that could change the future."

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He was old, and he missed Little Sister.

But the next instant.

He shook his head violently.

In his memory, Little Sister's figure turned into Jilie.

Right.

It was Jilie who said this sentence.

This was a dream that belonged to Jilie.

He was too old, causing even his memories to become disordered.

He smiled bitterly.

Jilie's dream had come true.

However, those two fruits were gone.

It did not matter.

The human race had already become the way he wanted it to be.

"But I hate, I hate it so much!"

He clenched his hands:

"Why could the Ancient God Beasts bully the human race, and by what right can the human race not bully the Ancient God Beasts?

If we just wipe out all the Ancient God Beasts like this, what will happen to all our hatred?"

He erupted with anger.

From now on, the human race could hunt Ancient God Beasts at will.

From now on, the human race would become the Ancient God Beasts of the Ancient God Beasts.

"They cannot be exterminated; I want to make their generations upon generations suffer the hardships we once endured!"

He clenched his palms, revealing a ferocious grin.

A powerful perception spilled out.

It entered into the world of the Ancient God Beasts.

He saw a pitch-black Ancient God Beast that had been crouching in the mountain forest all along.

That one...

Was the last Ancient God Beast he had encountered in the Corpse City back then.

This was clearly an Ancient God Beast he had handed over to Xiao Fan to hunt; why was it still alive?

He narrowed his eyes.

So, from that time on, Xiao Fan had already developed problems.

He stared at that aged Ancient God Beast, gradually narrowing his eyes.

That Ancient God Beast was actually wailing, actually in despair.

Despairing at the strength of the human race, despairing at the weakness of the Ancient God Beasts.

On that aged Ancient God Beast, a kind of power he had never seen before was gradually appearing.

Hard, powerful.

What kind of power was that?

He actually felt a trace of pressure.

No.

"Weak, no matter how you struggle, you are still weak."

He spoke indifferently and waved one hand.

The Great Bright Kingdom's army advances!

The fury the human race has accumulated for countless years is gathered beneath iron hooves.

As his fury crushes everything in its path, as the earth trembles, as malice shrieks in terror.

One by one, the ancient divine beast cities are slaughtered to the last.

One by one, the ancient divine beasts are viciously exterminated.

"What we want is not to slaughter the ancient divine beasts to the last, but to keep them half-dead, forever half-dead, to become the human race's food supply."

His voice is indifferent, filled with endless tyranny.

Everything the ancient divine beasts did to the human race in years past, he will do back to them.

He wants to make the ancient divine beasts terrified, afraid, and panicked for generations.

And he is about to succeed.

He hears the shrieks of the ancient divine beasts, he hears the cheers of the human race.

Finally.

He forces all the ancient divine beasts into the very last ancient city.

"Kill until only one million remain, then withdraw the troops and return to the capital!"

With a wave of his hand, he decides the subsequent frenzied slaughter.

The ancient divine beasts cannot be wiped out.

If they were wiped out, his life would lose its meaning.

The rest of his life needs the wails of the ancient divine beasts to sustain it.

His hatred needs ten thousand years of constant slaughter to be fulfilled.

"Do not kill anymore."

Xiao Fan's voice rings out.

He turns around, not expecting Xiao Fan to have come again.

"Do not kill anymore."

Xiao Fan is white-haired and hunched, his gaze hollow, every wrinkle carved with sorrow.

"Brother, do not kill anymore."

"Xiao Fan..."

He looks at his old friend, disappointment appearing in his eyes.

"Do not try to stop me; I am killing my enemies."

Xiao Fan reaches out a hand, trembling as he points toward that final ancient divine beast city:

"Where are the ancient divine beasts? They are all humans!"

He is enraged.

"If they are humans, then what are we?!"

Xiao Fan points at him, endless fear appearing in his eyes:

"You are clearly the greatest ancient divine beast of them all!"

"Guards!"

He waves his hand:

"Take Fanni away!"

He is enraged; is he one of the ancient divine beasts?

Then what has he been doing his whole life?

"I survived because the ancient divine beasts harmed my human race; I survived because the ancient divine beasts need me, this butcher!

Only I can decide how the ancient divine beasts die, and how many die!"

Boom!

A deafening roar rings out beside his ears.

He stares fixedly.

Within that ancient divine beast city, monstrous flames have actually ignited.

The ancient city explodes.

In this explosion, millions of ancient divine beasts die.

His pupils constrict as he sees an elderly ancient divine beast perched at the gate of the ancient city.

The other party bares its pitch-black fangs at him, provoking him.

The next moment.

Boom!

Another roar!

Over a million ancient divine beasts are blasted to death by the explosion.

He opens his mouth.

The ancient divine beasts are threatening him?

They are threatening him!

"Beasts!"

He roars out.

If the ancient divine beasts are wiped out, what will become of his future?

"Beasts!!!"

His silver beard trembled, his face was as stern as iron, and his sharp voice shook the wilderness:

"In this world, only I can decide the death of an Ancient Divine Beast!"

"If the Ancient Divine Beast is dead, where am I to go to kill Ancient Divine Beasts!"

"Beast!!!"

He stared ahead.

That pitch-black, aged Ancient Divine Beast was grinning at him.

He became even angrier.

The Ancient Divine Beast had finally found his weakness.

If there were no more Ancient Divine Beasts in the human world, his life would completely lose its meaning.

"Kill it for me!"

He roared, pointing at that aged Ancient Divine Beast:

"Kill it for me!!!"

The next moment.

"Fanni!"

An even more miserable shriek rang out.

Xiao Fan charged over like a madman:

"It is you, you are the source of all the sins of the human race, it is you, everything is you!!!"

Xiao Fan's hunched body suddenly lunged, his withered hands gripping his neck like iron pliers, his roar mixed with blood foam spraying out:

"Open your eyes and look! Everyone who died in that city was of the human race!"

He was gripped tightly by Xiao Fan, unable to breathe.

"Get away, get away!!!"

He roared, his gaze shifting once more to that Ancient Divine City.

Corpses, flames, blood, the wailing human race.

He froze.

No.

He had seen wrong.

The next moment.

Those corpses had turned back into the appearance of Ancient Divine Beasts.

"Xiao Fan, you are mad!"

His beard bristled, and he backhanded, crushing Xiao Fan's shoulder blade.

"You are actually speaking up for the Ancient Divine Beast!"

"Protect the King!"

"Protect the King!"

The ministers panicked, desperate to kill Xiao Fan.

"Get away!"

He roared:

"Xiao Fan is my kin!"

Crack, crack, crack!

A series of bone-cracking sounds rang out.

His neck was actually being crushed by Xiao Fan.

He was stunned, never expecting that Xiao Fan would truly go for the kill.

That pair of aged, scarlet eyes was not looking at their own brother at all.

It was more like looking at an enemy.

A terrifying enemy.

"Xiao Fan!!!"

He was thoroughly enraged, throwing punches frantically like a madman.

Boom, boom, boom!

Xiao Fan's physical body was shattered by his blows.

"Beast!!!" Xiao Fan's roar rang out:

"You are the beast who caused everything!

Why don't you just die!"

Although Xiao Fan was covered in blood, he still lunged at him to kill like a hound.

From all over his body, chunks of flesh were being bitten off by force.

"The one I hate most is you, the one I hate most is you!"

Xiao Fan had gone mad.

He trembled violently, never expecting that the brother he had always treated as his own flesh and blood would hate him so much.

He could not believe it, his anger building, building, building...

"I will kill you!!!"

He bit down, tearing off Xiao Fan's flesh by force.

"Everyone else can deny me, but you alone cannot!"

He roared, whipping up a gale that spanned ten thousand miles.

"You, of all people, cannot!"

He tore and gnawed incessantly, the shockwaves he unleashed shattering all his subordinates and ministers into piles of mangled flesh.

This battle.

He and Xiao Fan fought until the sky went dark and the earth turned dim.

He did not know how much time had passed.

Xiao Fan no longer even looked like a human.

He trembled, unwilling to strike again.

Yet Xiao Fan continued to attack him like a mad demon.

"Stop, stop, you are the last family I have left!"

He stopped raging and even began to beg.

But Xiao Fan paid no heed, still intent on attacking and killing him.

His flesh was torn away by force, and his eyes were crushed by Xiao Fan.

Even though Xiao Fan was left with nothing but a mangled corpse that no longer resembled a human, he still held onto his final breath to kill him.

"Why, why?"

He shouted in despair.

Yet he heard Xiao Fan's labored, mournful cry:

"Brother, our death is the greatest contribution to the human race."

His frost-white temples stood rigid, his fists clenched until they cracked, his murky eyes strained until they were blood-red, and finally, he let out a difficult, guttural scream.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

And at that very next moment.

Caw!

The shrieks of countless Ancient Divine Beasts rang out.

Ancient Divine Beasts covered the mountains and plains, charging toward him.

Leading them was that very same aged Ancient Divine Beast.

They were surrounded by the Ancient Divine Beasts.

But this time, he had no great army, no ministers.

"All of you, die!"

Though his physical body was broken, he remained powerful.

He threw punch after punch, beating countless Ancient Divine Beasts into fragments.

The ground was covered in pitch-black, muddy blood.

"Just by relying on you lot!"

He bit his teeth until they bled, resentment congealing in the depths of his eyes:

"Just by relying on you lot!"

He roared, punching and kicking, gnawing!

He did not know how many Ancient Divine Beasts he had swallowed into his belly.

He killed until the sky went dark and the earth turned dim.

But Xiao Fan was like a stubborn plaster, always blocking him, always clinging to him, restraining him.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

He looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, blood and tears staining his withered face red.

He could not believe that his greatest enemy was his younger brother.

Why.

Why indeed!

He shed tears of blood.

Puchi!

Puchi!

The sound of blades piercing into flesh rang out.

Dense swarms of Ancient Divine Beasts, unafraid of death, charged at him like madmen.

Even though they would be slapped to death by him in the next instant.

Yet these Ancient Divine Beasts felt no fear, no panic, and faced death as if returning home.

"Brother, you should die, you should die!"

Xiao Fan had lost his sanity, but his mangled body bound him like chains.

"Kill!"

He waved his arms incessantly.

Yet he saw that aged Ancient Divine Beast had already charged over, hacking and slashing at him repeatedly.

Pu, pu, pu!

His physical body was continuously sliced and hacked apart.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"I am not reconciled!"

He bellowed and roared.

He was fundamentally unwilling to accept such an ending.

With one hand, he reached out and finally gripped the skull of that aged Ancient Divine Beast.

Crack, crack, crack!

The head of the aged Ancient Divine Beast was instantly cracked open by his grip.

The next moment, it was about to be completely crushed by him.

The opponent was as weak as a bug, held in his hand.

As the aged Ancient Divine Beast was controlled by him.

All the Ancient Divine Beasts surrounding and attacking him let out terrified roars, not daring to move forward.

As if they had lost all their conviction.

But in the very next instant.

That aged Ancient Divine Beast vanished.

It turned into an old man wearing a blood-stained ink-colored robe; the opponent's eyes were blood-red, and he roared at him:

"For the human race!"

The old man in the ink-colored robe faced death unflinchingly, no longer caring about his own life.

He was stunned.

Why was what he held in his hand an old man?

He looked down in a daze.

They were all human beings.

Corpses, humans, corpses, humans...

But they were all human beings.

He froze, unable to bring himself to strike.

"Fake, it's all fake!!!"

He roared, wanting to crush the old man's head.

But, with a swish!

The long sword in the old man's hand swung, severing his arm.

And below.

Countless humans cheered excitedly, rushing toward him regardless of everything.

Like an ocean.

He fell.

He finally despaired.

He was going to lose.