manynovel Chapter 87 I'm so envious!
Chapter 87 I'm so envious!
Chapter 87 I'm so envious!
But for Huo Yuhao and his mother, that woman was always just a shadow hanging over their fate.
A symbol of identity that brings endless shame and pain.
Even the object of his hatred became so vague that it was reduced to an empty title.
"So, I've actually thought that I'll wait until the White King sinks the whole of Japan before I go and kill it," Huo Yuhao said expressionlessly.
The little devil's face remained expressionless: "It's not impossible."
He didn't care how many people died.
Dragons aren't good people, but are humans any different?
He couldn't even remember how many times he had been betrayed by humans.
But...
The little devil's gaze drifted towards the gloomy horizon in the distance.
But my brother likes humans.
I admire those tiny, fragile, flawed creatures that occasionally glimmer with light.
For thousands of years, people have been enjoying role-playing games.
"When I was an exchange student in the Sun Moon Empire, there was a senior student who was really nice to me," Huo Yuhao said softly. "She could even be considered my first love, but due to the tense international situation, she also had another identity."
The little devil raised an eyebrow.
Huo Yuhao continued, "She told me a story, something like this: her father was killed in the war, and her mother committed suicide because of him, leaving her an orphan. So she hated the commander of the enemy country, who was also my biological father."
"And then?" the little devil pressed.
"And then?" Huo Yuhao smiled wryly, "She became the Crown Princess, and then the Empress."
The little devil blinked: "Doesn't this topic seem a bit off-topic?"
Huo Yuhao nodded: "Yes, but I suddenly remembered this because I discovered that it was the Sun Moon Empire that launched the invasion."
"The invader died on the battlefield, his wife committed suicide, and his child became an orphan—" A trace of disgust flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, "He deserved it."
The little devil finally understood what Huo Yuhao meant by going through so much trouble.
"So, you think Japan deserved to sink?"
Huo Yuhao remained noncommittal.
"It must feel bad to bear it all alone, right?" He returned to his previous question. "You're very sad, you want to vent, but you don't know how, and you can't even find someone to blame."
Huo Yuhao's topic jumps around like a drop tower, and the little devil almost couldn't react.
Coming to his senses, he said coldly, "Don't act like you know everything!"
He remained expressionless, but this is probably what it means to be furious and embarrassed.
Huo Yuhao didn't laugh at him.
Because he was genuinely sad.
He was eleven years old at the time.
A lone figure, carrying a small bundle containing dry rations and a few pieces of clothing, with only seven silver soul coins and five copper soul coins in his pocket—the savings his mother had accumulated over a lifetime—didn't dare to enter towns to buy anything to eat. He relied on the meager rations and the mountain spring water he found along the way, and it took him six days to reach the Star Dou Great Forest.
Perhaps because his conviction was unwavering, he knew exactly what he had to do. He wanted to obtain a spirit ring, he wanted to become stronger, he wanted to fulfill the vow he made at his mother's grave, and he wanted revenge!
So he didn't feel lonely, nor did he feel that it was too hard.
Anyway, he had nothing left.
Hatred was his greatest driving force in life.
Later, he gradually forgot about the boy who had traveled alone, and he also forgot his own vow.
He was really upset when he found out.
He betrayed himself.
"I really envy Lu Mingfei," he said.
Because Lu Mingfei betrayed Little Devil, but Little Devil still loves him.
He forgot about the little devil.
"The one who chooses to take responsibility always has to suffer more." The little devil's coldness softened as he asked, "What about you? What do you want to do when you get back?"
Huo Yuhao's answer was the same as the one given to Tachibana Masamune: "Be God."
"That's good too." The little devil stood up and waved to Huo Yuhao. "Good luck. I've given you all the permissions, but whether you can actually use them is up to you."
"I seem to have some experience in combat," Huo Yuhao said, waving goodbye to the little devil.
In the distance, Tokyo Bay, the artificial island of Umi-Hotaru.
An endless tide of corpses surged forth from the sea.
Just minutes before, the shore-based combat platforms deployed on the artificial island had briefly suppressed the tide with fierce firepower. But now, the firing positions were overwhelmed and torn apart by wave after wave of zombies. More zombies climbed up the island of steel and concrete from all directions, like ants covering a sugar cube.
At this time, there were not many people on the artificial island, but they were all absolute elites.
Angry led his students to fight here, while Uesugi Kotsugu and his children guarded the area.
Fingel was yelling and shouting, but his muscles were bulging, and he took down a corpse with every punch.
Zero was like an elegant and noble empress, and wherever she went, corpses bowed their heads.
Chu Zihang opened the box containing the seven deadly sins—alchemy knives—that had been salvaged from the Three Gorges, and brandished one sword after another, each supposedly capable of slaying the Dragon King.
Caesar's Dictator steadily reaped the corpse guards, his blade precise and highly efficient.
Their killing efficiency was extremely high, like several sophisticated humanoid harvesting machines.
But they can't compare to the Uesugi family.
"That's outrageous!" Fingel couldn't help but sigh.
With Yuan Zhisheng leading the way, he suppressed the low-level corpse guards, and with his two katanas, he harvested those corpse guards who were unable to move due to the pressure of gravity like harvesting wheat.
As for Genjiro, no, at this moment it was Kazama Ruri. His figure was as elusive as a ghost. Wherever his dark red longsword slashed, a large number of corpse guards fell down.
Erii, needless to say, spoke with a judgment, and large swathes of corpses exploded into blood mist in front of her.
Uesugi Yue's gaze kept shifting between the three children, and his Word of Power, Black Sun, was like a black hole, sweeping away all the corpse guardians who dared to approach the three siblings.
Uesugi looked at the folding knife in Angers' hand: "Angers, can't you get a more efficient weapon?"
Angers smiled as he pulled a folding knife from the heart of a corpse guard.
He thought Uesugi was right; the folding knife was useful, but it was too small and could only kill one Corpse Guardian at a time.
He and Chu Zihang worked together very well. At this moment, Chu Zihang had just used Junyan once and happened to be next to Angers.
Angers then drew the two largest swords, "Wrath" and "Greed," from the scabbard on Chu Zihang's back.
This is a weapon forged by Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, specifically to deal with large enemies.
Beneath the pitch-black sea, a massive shadow is approaching.
Erii turned to Angers: "Do you need help?"
She discovered the dragon-shaped Deadpool underwater.
That big guy is a problem, but not to the point where we can't handle him.
"Eri," Uesugi Kotetsu quickly shielded his daughter behind him, his eyes still scanning for Genjiro and Genjiro's location. He said gently, "Trust us, your brothers are here too. It's just a small problem; you don't need to deal with that guy."
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