manynovel Chapter 434 The Human God Card Navigation: Turning Meeting the King into Meeting Death!
Chapter 434 The Human God Card Navigation: Turning Meeting the King into Meeting Death!
Chapter 434 The Human God Card Navigation: Turning Meeting the King into Meeting Death!
"If you ask me, if this story is true, then the halfling girl is either dead or imprisoned in some noble or slave trader's jail."
Even if Jian Wang wanted to find his childhood sweetheart by posting a request to meet her, it would be impossible for him to do so.
Because those imprisoned slaves had no freedom whatsoever; they couldn't get out, and naturally, he couldn't see them.
Although the story is fictional, the adventurer who said it, though crude, made a valid point. At a search speed of one town per day, they still couldn't find a single target. Broly began to suspect that the targets approved by the Crystal Palace might be among those slave groups trapped in cages and deprived of their personal freedom.
"God, can you help me find those imprisoned slaves?"
Broly could sense auras, but there were so many auras that he couldn't distinguish the owners of the unfamiliar auras or their identities.
However, in this world, Broly has the best intelligent human-god navigation, and the answer given by the human-god did not disappoint him.
"Of course, I am the god of this world. I know the whereabouts of those imprisoned slaves very well, and most of them also meet this characteristic of a tragic fate."
After a pause, the god-man continued, "However, this will allow you to see some of the darker aspects of this world. Broly, are you sure you can really handle it?"
The words of the god seemed to express concern for him, but the gaze on the white-faced figure was more like that of someone looking at prey about to step into His carefully laid trap.
"Darkness? Just destroy it."
Broly doesn't care about darkness; if something really bothers him, he'll destroy it.
On his thirty-sixth day in this world, Broly, guided by the gods and men, began to do things like raiding slave markets and breaking into the homes of nobles who kept secrets.
Faced with the dark side of this world, the Saiyan boy, just as he said, casually destroyed any darkness he saw that made him uncomfortable.
Whether it was a slave trader or a nobleman who did disgusting things, he would take immediate action to eliminate anyone who displeased him.
However, he did not silence all the witnesses, nor did he silence the poor people he had casually rescued from the darkness.
Therefore, his title of "Seeing the King" quickly became tainted with bloodshed and was changed to "Seeing the Dead".
It means that seeing him means facing death.
And the rumors circulating among the people have also been updated.
The reason he was said to have died as a halfling was because he discovered that his childhood sweetheart had been captured by slave traders, sold to a high-ranking nobleman in the Kingdom of Wanglong, and brutally tortured and killed.
Therefore, they began to go mad and slaughter slave traders, as well as the kingdom's nobles who bought slaves from them to torture.
However, since it was not aimed at ordinary people, some people actually celebrated, believing that the half-human's meeting with the deceased was an act of eliminating evil.
As for the slave traders who profited from the slave trade, and the noble groups who were attacked by Broly but still had remnants, as well as those who hadn't been attacked but were obviously going to be targeted, Broly, this unscrupulous halfling, was just a crazy guy.
This group tried every means to kill him, but facing a king-level expert who could fly, the encirclement and suppression by ordinary troops was useless. Therefore, hiring high-level assassins to assassinate him became the only option.
Broly began to be attacked by some assassins. Although the attackers were not very strong and he easily dealt with them, it was like having mosquitoes flying around him in the summer, which was annoying.
As the time remaining on the Crystal Palace panel continued to decrease, and he still hadn't found any of the targets, Broly's mood worsened.
Moreover, the god would occasionally add fuel to the fire in the dream, saying things like, "Perhaps the destined person you are looking for is also being treated cruelly by others in an unknown underground prison."
Facing the darkness, constantly harassed by mosquitoes and flies, and with the time spent in the environment decreasing, Broly's temper grew more and more violent each day.
And now, while he's camping in the wilderness, he's surrounded by assassins again.
"Your Excellency, do you still remember the son of the Duke of Wells, whom you murdered?"
The leader of the assassins asked this question.
"Can you remember how many slices of bread you've eaten so far?"
In response, Broly asked the other person a question that suddenly came to mind.
The surrounding assassins fell silent, feeling a chill creeping down their spines.
In the other person's eyes, killing someone and eating bread were actually the same thing.
Even though they also kill people, they haven't reached the point of treating life as worthless.
"As expected of Lord Jianwang, I was impolite to ask such a foolish question. But even you, tonight, will have to pay the corresponding price for the lives of those noble people who died tragically at your hands. Of course, if you are willing to surrender, there may be some officials who can spare your life."
"Most of the people who came to assassinate me directly attacked me, but you're the only one who tried to persuade or recruit me."
"That's because I have a powerful figure behind me who admires you, but I wonder what the late Lord Jian thought?"
"Not good."
Why?
"I am stronger than you."
"That cannot be denied, and we also know that there were assassins with the strength of a king who came to assassinate you, but you killed them all."
However, the fact that we still came shows that we came prepared. Please allow me to introduce you to Lord Sean Cloda, who is sitting next to me.
He is the Sword King of the Sword God Style, and not just any Sword King, but the Sword King hailed as the number one Sword King below the Sword Emperor of the King Dragon Kingdom.
As the introductions began, a somewhat frivolous young man stepped forward, pointed at Broly, and said, "You halfling over there, I admit that you might have some ability to defeat some king-level powerhouses."
However, the gap between King-level experts is also very large. As for me, a King-level expert who can be given a school title, I can easily kill all of those guys even if I face an attack from several King-level experts.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll obediently come back with us; that's your only way to survive."
"A way out? Well, I'll show you one. Now get out of my sight, and I won't kill you trash."
"Arrogant! Since you're so eager to die..."
The young man's eyes turned cold, and he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist.
"Then die!"
The next instant, his figure vanished from his spot, but with terrifying speed, he sped toward the Saiyan boy who was still turning over the grilled meat skewers by the campfire.
The longsword was wreathed in battle aura, and with a flash of silvery-white sword light, it was... well, it was simply pinched by Broly's raised right index finger and thumb.
The campfire was almost extinguished by the strong wind brought by the man rushing over, but fortunately, the flames reignited after the wind subsided.
When the flickering firelight stabilized and illuminated the Sword King's face again, it was covered with fine beads of sweat.
In the Kingdom of Wanglong, the one closest to the Sword Emperor, his sword strike was actually controlled by someone using only two fingers?!
This scene would be difficult for any swordsman to accept.
"The perfectly good meat skewers have all gotten dirty."
Broly only realized what was happening after catching the sword. He tried to protect the other skewers stuck in the ground, but it was too late. Some of the skewers had been blown away and were lying on the ground nearby, some covered with a layer of ash. He sighed.
"Never mind, I'll just wash up later. Let's take care of things here first."
He muttered to himself and looked at the young man beside him.
"I'm usually ruthless towards those who attack me, but since you assassins who came to kill me have been so polite, I'll give you some leniency. Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Broly began to inquire seriously.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! You must have used some powerful defensive technique. Otherwise, with my strength, how could you catch my sword with just two fingers..."
Sean Kroda's heart was shattered and he became mentally unstable because his sword was caught by someone's fingers.
"Ah, my battle aura, wrap it around me! My sword, move!"
He roared, straining his hands to channel more battle energy into his longsword.
But no matter how loudly he shouted, the longsword remained motionless between Broly's fingers.
"I don't believe it, I won't..."
Broly, somewhat helpless, flicked the longsword back with his finger. The immense force quickly sent the sword, infused with battle aura, spinning and flying away.
With a clang, it stuck into a rock not far away, while Sean Croda, the sword king of king level who had shouted, had his throat slashed open by his own spinning sword.
Even as he fell, he was still saying things he didn't believe.
"And you, how do you want to die?"
Broly ignored him and instead looked at the other assassins and asked.
"Lord of the Dead, you were able to instantly kill Sean Kroda, so your strength must already be at the Emperor level. Even the Dragon King Kingdom would treat Emperor-level experts with respect. You don't need to worry, we will not cause you any more trouble. We will now withdraw."
The lead assassin quickly said.
"Retreat?"
Broly scratched his head, glanced at the Crystal Palace panel and saw that only 17 days, 21 hours, 3 minutes, and 41 seconds remained before continuing, "Since you didn't leave before, I have no intention of letting you go now. So, tell me how you want to die?"
"They scattered and fled, but only one person was found dead. Bring back the news that he possesses Emperor-level strength!"
Following their leader's words, the other two assassins fled in two different directions.
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"Although I know I am no match for you, Lord Jianwang, I still hope I can buy my companions some time to escape..."
The masked leader of the assassins drew his sword and assumed a defensive stance.
This is the starting stance typically adopted by swordsmen who practice the Water God Style.
Unlike the Sword God style, which pursues speed, accuracy, and a fatal blow, the Water God style advocates waiting for the opponent to launch the first attack, then finding the opening, and finally striking back to launch a defensive counterattack.
"Since they won't choose, I'll choose for them."
Broly raised his right hand, and a light shone from the tip of his index finger. The assassin leader stared wide-eyed, wondering what kind of move this was.
The next instant, the two assassins who were fleeing with their backs to each other were struck in the back by energy beams from behind.
With a thud, he turned into a charred corpse and collapsed to the ground.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
This was the fourth time Broly had asked about his method of death. Only the relatively polite assassin tonight had managed to calm him down and curb his recent violent temper.
Otherwise, they would definitely have to howl before they die.
"Bang!"
The assassin leader, who wanted to experience Broly's true strength, was instantly killed. His Water Saint-level counterattack aura didn't even have time to react before he was left with only his lower body on the spot.
He grabbed the Sword King's corpse from the ground and threw it into the distant forest. Broly then sat down again by the campfire and quietly finished his meal.
No one bothered him anymore, so Broly jumped onto a rock, lay down, and started to sleep.
"God, I've already spent too much time in the Kingdom of Wanglong. I'm going to head straight to the Demon Continent."
After entering the dream and meeting the god-man, Broly spoke directly to the white figure.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
The god asked with some surprise, "The show has only just begun. He has prepared for Broly the trump card of the Dragon King Kingdom, the current fifth-ranked Grim Reaper, Randolph."
Didn't I tell you?
Tell me what?
Broly thought about it and realized that there really wasn't one, so he said, "My stay in this world is limited. I will return to my own world after the allotted time."
"Huh?!"
This time, it was the gods and humans who were astonished.
"Nabroly, how much longer can you stay in this world?"
"17 days..."
Broly revealed the remaining time he would be staying.
"So little?"
The god and the man exclaimed in surprise, behaving like a friend reluctant to see their friend leave.
And that was indeed the case. After learning that Broly would leave this world at a certain time, the god suddenly regretted his actions of scheming to create this otherworldly friend and thus incurring the hostility of the powerful and wealthy merchants of the Wanglong Kingdom.
The limited stay time, with the person leaving at the designated time, undoubtedly proves that the other party is not a threat. Such a useful tool is right in front of me, yet I'm treating him with some pointless methods, which is truly contrary to the host's way of hospitality.
No, I absolutely cannot let Broly leave this world so easily. At the very least, I must make this unfathomably powerful man a tool in my hands to eliminate a troublesome fellow.
As his thoughts raced, the deity asked in a worried tone, "But you haven't found your destined partner yet, what should you do?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. If we can't find it, I can't force it, right?"
With only a little time left, Broly was already mentally prepared to gain nothing in this world.
"No, I won't allow it. I must find my destined partner for you, my friend!"
The god suddenly spoke loudly.
"Uh, thank you..."
Broly was startled, but still thanked the god and man.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if I can't find you. At least I've made a kind-hearted friend like you in this world."
"Broly, never give up hope until the very last moment. Trust me, I can help you find it."
"Okay, I believe you. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Demon Continent."
"No, no, no, the Demon Continent is not a problem for now. I have actually found someone who meets your requirements. She is a princess from a small human country."
She is about to be assassinated by an allied nation. You should go and save her, because she is very likely the person you are looking for!
"Really?"
Seeing the man and god speaking with such conviction, Broly was somewhat skeptical.
Guided by the gods, he has seen at least several hundred, if not thousands, of people.
The result is that, so far, not a single one has been selected.
"Of course it's true. Don't you want to believe me, your friend?"
"Alright, I'll go rescue them as soon as I wake up tomorrow. By the way, where is that princess?"
"I don't know where the princess is."
"Um?"
"Although I know the whereabouts of most people in this world, there are exceptions to the extremely lucky individuals. I can only obtain their general whereabouts through other people."
The deity explained, half-truthfully and half-falsely.
"Then how do I find the other person?"
"There is a mountain path between the Kingdom of Kika and the Kingdom of Sanagia. You can wait there."
Thus says the gods and men.
At that moment, a silver-haired man with fierce eyes, whose pupils were mostly white with the rest being golden, was walking across the border of the Kingdom of Xilong.
(End of this chapter)