Chapter 567

The black waters of Gonggong instantly surged forth and engulfed them.

Only in the instant the water enveloped their bodies did the two Reincarnators contract their pupils.

They felt extreme agony radiating from all around their bodies.

But they did not utter a single word before succumbing to death in despair.

Su Han exhaled a foul breath, then furrowed his brow.

At max level, the Observation Haki can hear the voices of all things, including thoughts.

Thus, just now, Su Han had learned from the thoughts of the two Reincarnators where the remaining xenomorphs were hidden.

"The North District... turning an entire district, millions of people, into a cradle for xenomorph development..."

Su Han murmured, his expression complex.

His earlier judgment had been correct: the xenomorphs produced by the Main God indeed had flaws.

But Su Han's earlier speculation had been incomplete.

The xenomorph queen produced by the Main God faced no limits in birthing ordinary low-grade xenomorphs.

Yet the number of elite high-grade xenomorphs she could produce was strictly limited.

Precisely because of this, on one hand, the Reincarnators allied with Minister Aoneisi to hunt down the Empire's top warriors or dangerous species.

They implanted elite high-grade xenomorphs into their bodies to cultivate elite combat power.

On the other hand, the Reincarnators treated the entire North District of the Imperial Capital as a cradle for low-grade xenomorphs.

The Abyss Reincarnators planned to use the million poor citizens of the North District to breed a million low-grade xenomorphs.

Finally, they would use this army to utterly destroy the world.

"Truly something only Abyss Reincarnators could do!"

Su Han sighed softly, "Rarely have I felt this angry."

After a moment of silence, Su Han fell into deep thought.

He wondered whether, in the future, he should go to the Godslayer world and kill another god to seize a divine authority specialized in torment—like just now, using Gonggong's water to kill those Reincarnators felt too merciful.

The young Emperor stared blankly at Su Han, finally reacting, still disbelieving, murmuring, "The Minister is dead..."

Then, a cruel expression twisted the young Emperor's face; he clenched his fists and growled, "General Bude, kill him!"

The young Emperor felt nothing for the Reincarnators; even their deaths brought him a hint of relief.

After all, he had grown tired of them.

But now that his most trusted Minister had also died, he could not accept it.

"As Your Majesty commands!"

General Bude paused, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

Infinite lightning arcs danced over his body.

He was ecstatic inside—he had previously upheld the principle of non-interference in politics and could do nothing about Minister Aoneisi and his group.

But now, with this evil Minister gone, he felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.

Although he was delighted that Su Han had killed the Minister, Su Han's unauthorized intrusion into the palace was, in General Bude's eyes, also a crime.

He had immediately decided to kill him.

Now, if he killed Su Han, the matter would be... perfectly resolved.

Su Han glanced at General Bude and laughed, "So eager to use lightning against me? Who gave you the courage—Liang Jingru?"

Before General Bude could process what those words meant, Su Han snapped his fingers.

Instantly, the Armor of Thunder God's Wrath rebelled against General Bude.

Infinite lightning arcs flooded into General Bude's body; he convulsed violently, screaming in agony.

Finally, his body shuddered—he knelt on one knee.

His body twitched uncontrollably.

Clearly, he was enduring immense pain.

"General... Bude..."

The young Emperor stared blankly at General Bude.

He extended a hand.

But before his hand could touch General Bude, the General turned and roared at him, "Don't come closer, Your Majesty!"

General Bude clenched his Yaguan, turned his head, and glared at Su Han with bulging eyes, trembling with shock and terror.

The Armor of Thunder God's Wrath had fought alongside him for countless years; their compatibility had long reached an extreme level.

This was the first time the Armor of Thunder God's Wrath had ever harmed him.

Merely because Su Han spoke one sentence and snapped his fingers.

"How... how can you control the Armor of Thunder God's Wrath?"

General Bude spoke in broken gasps.

"To possess such a physique and willpower is truly remarkable."

Su Han gazed at General Bude and nodded slightly, "But unfortunately, in the way of lightning, you are vastly inferior to me."

"I'll use just one technique! Try your best to survive, General!"

Su Han's expression was casual, but the Storm and Thunder Authority activated instantly.

Instantly, the heavens changed; storms swept across the sky, and terrifying lightning descended from above.

Instantly, the heavens shifted, a violent storm swept through, and terrifying Lei Ting descended from the sky.

The entire palace lay within the range of the divine authority.

The entire imperial palace lies within the sphere of divine authority.

In the instant the lightning struck, the entire palace collapsed.

"Your Majesty, danger!"

Even as his body remained numb from the lightning, General Bude's pupils shrank sharply as he let out a low roar at the sight.

Without the slightest hesitation, he spun around, shoved the young emperor aside, and used his own body to shield the falling debris.

The young emperor now... uh, the young emperor's condition isn't good either.

Because General Bude's Armor of Thunder's Wrath was continuously leaking electricity, the moment they made contact, the young emperor was struck by the lightning, his eyes rolling back, half-dead, half-alive.

"... Who the hell are you?!"

General Bude barely turned his head, his body twitching sporadically, staring at Su Han, who floated slowly into the air.

Su Han did not glance at them once, but around him, endless torrents of lightning and storms rained down from the heavens.

This was not power a human could control... A massive boulder slammed into General Bude's back, forcing another mouthful of blood from him; fear surfaced on his face.

Who was he fighting? Was he waging war against a god? Against Lei Shen? Even Qin Shi Huang, who had been deified by the empire, might not possess such power. Su Han, transformed into lightning, raced toward the Western District.

He truly did not care about General Bude or the young emperor.

If both of them died, it would not matter much.