His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
Master Li Zhang raised a hand, made a sign, and spoke a word—a single word that Wuyi did not know—in ancient Zenith. Something definitely happened, but Wuyi didn't know what it was. It became clear, though, that he had given some orders to the warriors he had brought.
"Wine and war horses, then," Wuyi said. "The king is coming. Let's not get rash."
Overhead, the ballista slammed into its supports, and the whole area creaked. Several massive arrow flew out into the early morning.
Above him, on the remnants of the south tower, the heavy crossbows began to thwack away at the creatures in the fields below.
"You called?" asked Xilai.
"I need to save the Bridge Castle. He's throwing everything at it—and he's waiting for us to respond. I'm hoping that we can pound his attack flat with arrows, but I can't count on it. The Lotus Order branch master here has offered us another trick up our sleeves, but I need more. What can you do?"