Emperor-Level Lottery, Emperor-Killing Gun!

Thousands of people were quietly, almost imperceptibly, killed without a sound.

Guo Ming was utterly stunned.

Fear!

Consternation!

Confusion!

A chill raced up from the soles of his feet, and Guo Ming felt an icy grip of terror.

What had just happened?

Why had Qian Yuqi vanished the moment he looked away?

Before he could fully process this, Guo Ming suddenly sensed a cold presence behind him.

His heart pounded, and goosebumps erupted all over his body.

Someone was behind him!

In shock, Guo Ming tried to react, but it was too late. A cold, sharp object gently touched his neck.

He froze, paralyzed by fear.

"I…" Guo Ming tried to speak, but his throat felt parched, and no words came out.

He was terrified, completely overwhelmed by his own vulnerability. It was the first time in his life he faced such imminent death.

The owner of the dagger showed no mercy. With a slight twist and a swift motion, the dagger slashed across Guo Ming's neck.

"Puff!"

Bright red blood sprayed from the wound.

"No!" Guo Ming clutched his neck desperately, but the blood continued to flow despite his attempts to stem it.

His vitality drained away with every heartbeat, mingling with the crimson spray.

"No… How can I die so easily?" Guo Ming's body grew limp, his face contorted with disbelief and anger.

He had expected to die in battle but never imagined such a cruel, sudden assassination—especially in broad daylight.

As his vision darkened and his eyelids grew heavy, Guo Ming finally saw the assassin's face. The figure was cloaked in black, with only cold, indifferent eyes visible.

Ying Mo withdrew the dagger with a look of disdain.

"Hmph! How dare you challenge the Lord? You deserve to die!" Ying Mo's eyes were resolute.

Anyone who dared to threaten the Lord would face her blade.

Nearby, Xu Chu had effortlessly defeated all five false half-saints.

With Guo Ming's surprise attack team annihilated, the battle was over. Orion was left unimpressed.

"Is that all?" Orion mused, disappointed. He had expected a fierce battle, but Xu Chu and Ying Mo had handled it with ease. What began with such intensity ended quickly.

"Cut," Orion said with a smirk. "Although there's little credit for this, you've added to my luck, so here's a thumbs up."

He dismissed Guo Ming as inconsequential.

...

In Shuofang City, most of the 300,000 Forbidden Troops had been killed or injured. The remaining soldiers were of such low cultivation that they barely reached the level of Wu Zong.

Facing the Dragon Cavalry, whose lowest rank was peak Great Martial Artist, the result was a massacre.

The Dragoon Army was so powerful that some Forbidden Troops couldn't even defeat their monstrous war horses.

A few Dragon Cavalry troops broke through, leading to the near-total slaughter of the Forbidden Troops.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing 326,892 enemies! Reward: 8,133,400 luck points!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning a major battle and annihilating the entire enemy army! Reward: 500,000 luck points!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for capturing a major city! Reward: 300,000 luck points!]

As the battle concluded, the system's announcements rang in Orion's mind. He checked his personal interface.

[Host: Orion]

[Strength: Early Stage Martial Emperor!]

[Factions under command: Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry (seriously injured), One Hundred Thousand Snow Dragon Cavalry (enhanced version), Fifty Thousand Trapped Camp, Shadow Guard, Xiao Yu, and Ten Thousand Beifu Army (disabled)!]

[Guards under command: Li Sandao, Xu Chu!]

[Luck Value: 16,320,375]

Orion now had over 16 million luck points!

With this bounty, he could hold another emperor-level lottery.

The emperor-level lottery required tens of millions of luck points, and Orion was excited to make the draw.

"System, perform an emperor-level lottery for me!" Orion eagerly commanded.

He had been saving his luck points just for this moment.

[Ding! The host has chosen the emperor-level lottery. The system is drawing…]

[Ding! The lottery is successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ultimate imperial weapon: the Emperor-killing Spear!]

"The Emperor-killing Spear?" Orion was surprised. "An imperial weapon?"

Previously, the system had provided rewards such as skills, elixirs, and subordinates. This was the first time he had drawn a weapon.

"It's a pity I didn't get an emperor's subordinate…"

Orion had hoped for an emperor-level subordinate to bolster his forces, but he was somewhat disappointed.

Even though Dongzhou Continent hadn't seen an Emperor Wu for ten thousand years, he wondered if any ancient figures were lurking.

"However, if the Emperor-killing Spear is an emperor-level reward, it must be extraordinary," Orion thought, hopeful.

A dark spear materialized in his hand, radiating an intense, murderous aura. The spear's cold light made his eyes sting.

"Submit to me!" Orion commanded softly.

Imperial weapons had their own consciousness. Since Orion was the one who drew this weapon, it recognized him as its master.

Without his command, he would have been overwhelmed by the weapon's power.

As the spear's aura subdued, Orion examined it more closely. The weapon was adorned with dragon-scale-like patterns, emitting a faint, mesmerizing glow.

"What a weapon!" Orion marveled, but before he could continue, he heard a voice of admiration from nearby.