Chapter 53: Spring Is Here, and It’s Here Again

Chapter Fifty-Three: Spring Is Here, and It's Here Again

Seeing Ye Xi's calm and unwavering expression, Mishal couldn't help but curse, "Monster! You monster!"

Ye Xi remained unperturbed.

"You're Mr. Mishal, aren't you?"

"Sorry, I don't have much time to listen to your compliments."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

"First of all, welcome, everyone from the Legacy of the God King, to participate in my experiment."

"I appreciate that each of you is willing to give your life to help me."

At these words, the expressions of everyone in the crowd changed.

"What!? Experiment!?"

"Who's giving their life!? Get out of the way!"

"Hey! Brat! Don't talk nonsense!"

Mishal eyes lit up at the enthusiasm of his subordinates.

He raised his hands and shouted, "Brothers, he's only one! We have dozens of men!"

"This man is a Khaenrin! Khaenrin have no faith!"

"He's not like us; we have Lord Kaeya blessing!"

"So! Fear not! The time has come to keep your vows!"

Mishal words, like a spell, inspired the mercenaries of the Legacy of the God King. Hearing his declaration, the men behind him became excited.

"For Lord Red King!"

"Poor Khaenrin! Let the Red King redeem him!"

"Kill! Take him down!"

Looking at the brainwashed expressions of the men in front of him, Ye Xi was unfazed.

Suddenly, he remembered something, his eyes lighting up: "Oh, that's right."

"Mishal, you cannot participate."

"Your life is reserved for Jeht."

As he said this, Ye Xi waved his hand.

The ruin guard behind him suddenly extended its arm, slapped the loudest man next to him to death, and casually grabbed Mishal.

The enormous mechanical hand clutched Mishal like a loach, lifting him high above its head.

Instantly, the scene fell silent.

The loudest man had been struck down by the ruin guard. It was horrifying.

Everyone looked at Ye Xi with fear in their eyes.

They could feel that this young man, calm and indifferent, was terrifying.

He seemed calm, but his actions conveyed a steady, underlying rage.

With a quick look at the ground littered with bones and bloodstains, the men swallowed hard, as if trying to push their hearts back into their stomachs.

The man closest to the front was splattered with blood, his legs trembling.

Suddenly, there was a thud.

One of the bloodied men dropped to his knees before Ye Xi, completely terrified.

"I was wrong! Please spare me!"

"My lord! Spare me, I beg of you!"

"I'll give you everything! Faith, loyalty, I don't need it!"

"Permit me to kiss your toes, my lord... Lord Khaenrin!"

These words, spoken with such fearful sincerity, created an unsettling atmosphere.

Hearing it, even the mercenaries behind felt an endless fear.

They feared not the ruin guard or the terrifying black flames.

What truly made them tremble was the icy aura that radiated from Ye Xi.

It was as though a tyrant possessed by a demon stood before them.

In Ye Xi's eyes, they weren't even weeds.

For a moment, everyone's courage wavered.

Those in the back wished they could crawl forward and beg for mercy at Ye Xi's feet.

Then, suddenly, a cold gleam flashed.

The head of the man kneeling in front of Ye Xi rolled to the ground.

A scimitar thrust from another's back pierced his heart.

The man looked back in shock at his attacker.

"Traitors must die!"

With those words, the scimitar was pulled free, and the kneeling man dropped dead.

The man with the scimitar snorted and shouted, "You cowards! Wake up! People of the desert fear nothing!"

"He's just one man. No matter how strong his flame, can it burn down dozens of us in an instant!?"

"We've cut down and scrapped enough ruin guards to count!"

This brought everyone to their senses.

"That's right! He's just one man! Why should we be afraid!"

"Damn traitors! They tried to weaken us!"

"Led astray by their fear!"

The mercenaries, now focused, raised their swords with newfound determination.

"Let go of Lord Mishal, you fool!"

"Brothers, let's take him down!"

"Lord Mishal, we're here for you!"

The group of men raised their weapons, their faces filled with fury, and charged forward.

Ye Xi held up a hand.

"Wait a moment!"

"Alright, alright, I'll let Mishal go."

Hearing this, the men in the front paused.

"However, I have one condition."

As he spoke, Ye Xi took out a gleaming golden Mora, holding it up before them. "I'll bet one Mora… It's your gun..."

"...Wait..."

He realized only fools have muskets, and the desert people had none.

Ye Xi felt a pang of regret; he had wanted to say that line.

The mercenaries of Legacy of the God King grew impatient seeing Ye Xi stall.

"What do you want? Release Lord Mishal, or else"

"Alright, alright, I have a plan."

Ignoring the threats, Ye Xi held up the Mora and said, "I'll toss this Mora, and when it lands, we start. How does that sound?"

"If you defeat me, I'll let you go at once."

The leader of the men spat back angrily, "If you lose, you die!"

"Who cares about these broken rules! I'll take your head right now!"

As he spoke, one of the men beside him whispered, "Shah, don't provoke him!"

"Lord Mishal is in his hands now! If he acts, Lord Mishal will be crushed!"

At this, Shah responded, "What do we do, then?"

"Just agree. The moment the Mora lands, we'll attack the ruin guard!"

"As soon as we destroy the guard and free Lord Mishal, we can kill that boy easily."

Shah agreed with this plan.

Ye Xi's voice broke in, "I gave you time to discuss. Now, I need an answer."

Hearing him, Shah replied, "Fine! We'll do it. When the Mora lands, it's your death sentence!"

The mercenaries all hunched, eyes fixed on the Mora in Ye Xi's hand, sinister smiles on their faces.

They didn't plan to wait until it landed.

Ye Xi was pleased. "Very good."

He tossed the Mora.

It spun in the light of the setting sun, casting a golden gleam.

Everyone's eyes tracked the Mora as it fell, beginning its descent.

The mercenaries held their breath.

When the Mora neared the ground, one of them shouted, "Now, attack!"

All the mercenaries from the Legacy of the God King surged forward.

In that instant, a blue-purple current surged across Ye Xi's body, crackling.

In the next moment, Ye Xi flicked his finger.

Boom

The Mora accelerated instantly to triple the speed of sound, like a cannonball.

Above the empty desert, a golden light shot forth, throwing sand high into the air.

In that moment, the entire desert was illuminated by the brilliant flash.

When the smoke cleared, a deep trench stretched from Ye Xi's feet to the far end of the desert.

This was the power of the *Railgun*.

Ye Xi's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the shouting people in front of him had turned into stumps and limbs, scattered across the yellow sand.

"Demon! You demon!"

Mishal, who was held high, was terrified by the scene in front of him.

His brothers!

The Last Power of the Legacy of the God King!

The most powerful elite among dozens of mercenary regiments!

After that wave of light, they had turned into flesh and pieces all over the ground!

Seeing the yellow sand stained red with blood and the scattered limbs, Mishal was horrified.

At the last moment, those brothers were wiped out instantly, before they even had the chance to resist!

Mishal couldn't believe things had turned out this way, and cursed in despair, "You insidious villain! You don't follow the rules!"

Ye Xi smiled, but his expression darkened. "There are no rules when dealing with people like you."

In truth, if those people had been willing to wait until the Mora landed, Ye Xi might have considered playing along for a while.

They didn't want to breathe in the desert air a few more times, so Ye Xi had no choice.

He waved his hand and said, "I gave you a chance just now, but unfortunately, you couldn't seize it."

The reason he killed these people so dramatically was simply to play with their psychology.

When they escaped from the ruins, Ye Xi had dispelled the Black Flame, just to give those who were forced to stay in the organization one last chance.

Those who chose to leave the Legacy of the God King could still be saved.

But those who stayed and wanted to continue their dirty deeds would naturally have to pay the price!

Judging by the current outcome, these people were far too cheap.

The people in the path of the electromagnetic gun were directly blasted to pieces.

And those around them were instantly torn apart by the powerful winds created by the *Super Electromagnetic Gun*.

Overall, the super electromagnetic gun, powered by elemental force, was incredibly powerful.

"Master..."

At this moment, a delicate voice came from Ye Xi's ear.

When he turned, he saw that Jeht had collapsed to the ground like a soft-legged shrimp.

"Master... you're so strong..."

Jeht blushed, gasping for breath, her eyes filled with admiration.

When she had just come out, she saw the moment Ye Xi launched his attack.

It was terrifying!

It only took one blow to leave a scar across the entire desert!

What immense power!

If life could be conceived with such a powerful person, how strong would their children be?

Thinking this, Jeht felt a rush of impatience!

Wait, what?

This woman... she wouldn't be [Spring is here, and...]?

[Force to calm down]

A chill ran through Ye Xi.

He looked down at Jeht tearful eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "Jeht, you gave everything to me in exchange for my promise."

Revenge.

"Mishal is in your hands."

Ye Xi glanced back at the ruin guard.

The giant hand of the ruin guard slowly lowered, pressing Mishal into the sand, leaving only his head exposed.

This was one of the culprits who had killed Jeht parents in the first place.

Jeht put aside her tenderness and slowly stood up.

She drew the double blades from her hands and stepped toward Mishal.

"... Jeht!"

"As a citizen of the desert, you are a follower of the Red King! You actually sold your body to the Khaenrians!"

"Now, you're going to point a knife at your fellow countrymen!"

Mishal struggled hard in the sand.

It was a pity that the desert had birthed him, but it had also imprisoned him firmly.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out of the sand.

Jeht sneered, "When you and Hamzah pointed swords at my father and mother, did you ever think that they were your compatriots?"

"Your parents were traitors!"

Mishal eyes gleamed with pride. "I'm judging them on behalf of the Red King! It's an act of justice!"

"And you, Jeht!"

"You swung your sword at your fellow countrymen for the people of Khaenri'ah! Your soul will not be redeemed by Lord Red King!"

"Let me go! Lord Kaeya will forgive you!"

A trace of sadness appeared in Jeht eyes.

She hadn't expected Mishal to be so deluded.

Raising himself to the level of a god was utterly ridiculous.

She had never believed in the Scarlet King!

In her heart, Ye Xi was the god!

"My soul has long been redeemed by Master Ye Xi. It's not for the Scarlet King to decide!"

"Mishal, I really didn't want to kill you just like this!"

Jeht took a deep breath. What she wanted was torture!

She wanted to make Mishal suffer to the point of death!

"But... I don't want to waste any more time on you when I could be with Master."

Before the words were fully out, Jeht raised her knife and struck.

Instead of killing Mishal, she made a gash across his neck.

Poof 

The blood sprayed toward the sky like gorgeous fireworks, staining the golden desert red.

Jeht turned her head without a hint of nostalgia and walked towards Ye Xi.

She didn't want to waste any more time because of Mishal.

Mishal wounds were torn open, and he screamed in agony, but the rapid loss of blood made him dizzy.

In his final moments, the only thing he saw was Jeht back as she walked away.

The voice behind her faded, and Jeht felt that the shackles had been broken.

She looked at the red clouds in the sky and silently prayed:

[Father and mother, your hatred has been avenged.]

[Please protect me from above]

[Let me give birth to the luckiest child for the master.]

[Let me give life to more children for the master.]

Boom!

The ruins were engulfed in fire and slowly began to collapse.

At the entrance, the people from Dakan Al-Ahmar were panting heavily.

They had narrowly escaped death from the ruins.

"Daddy!"

Dehya placed Kusera on the desert and called to him, but there was no response.

Ye Xi approached slowly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Dehya pleading voice.

"Ye Xi, save my father!"

"He's really dying! He needs to go to the city immediately!"

"Can you use the relic guard to give him a ride?"

On the desert, a few raindrops fell.

Dehya lowered her head, tears silently slipping from the corners of her eyes.

She was out of options.

In truth, she really hated her dad.

Who wouldn't hate a father who was always drinking and being lecherous?

She didn't even know who her mother was!

She had been dragged around by Kusera since childhood, listening to stories that were tasteless, outdated, and embarrassing...

They had to drag her into performances and make a fool of themselves in front of others.

Each time, she was so embarrassed that she could hardly bear it!

But when she had broken into the burning archives to save him, she found that the cane the old man was leaning on was the toy sword she used to play with when she was a child...

A hero.

She remembered her father's last words, the hero's declaration: "I hereby declare victory! There will be no more dragons in the future!"

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Thinking of all the past, Dehya felt her nose growing increasingly stuffy.

Yeah, let it be.

Although her father had been disappointing, he had wanted to sacrifice himself to free all those left behind by the God King.

At least, she hoped he could live.

Ye Xi approached Dehya.

He gently raised the girl's head, looking down into her clear and beautiful eyes.

"Dehya, why are you crying?"

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