mijobooks Chapter 111 Let's make it even more melodramatic.
Chapter 111 Let's make it even more melodramatic.
Opposite him, Meng De's figure solidified again.
A visible crimson aura surged from his massive body, staining the gray space crimson.
His eyes were completely consumed by a frenzied, blood-red light, and a heavy battle blade appeared in his hand, humming loudly.
A bright red health bar, bearing a menacing BOSS icon, appeared above his head.
Mengde
[Level: LV20 (Elite Lord)]
[HP: 10000/10000]
[Status: Bloodline Curse (Basic), Attack +50%, Defense -20%, Sanity continuously decreasing.]
Chen You glanced at the data, his expression strange.
Level 20? That's it?
For ordinary players who are new to Thousand Light City, a level 20 elite lord is definitely a nightmare that requires a team.
But in Chen You's eyes, it didn't seem much different from the giant chicken at the entrance of the beginner village.
"Adventurer!"
Mengde's voice became hoarse and low, each word carrying deep hatred and pain.
"My brother, that idiot... what does he know!"
"Power! Only absolute power can sever all misfortune!"
"Let me see just how capable you are, the one he chose!"
"roar--!"
With a furious roar, Mengde moved.
The runic stone platform beneath his feet shattered with a crash, and he transformed into a blood-red afterimage.
The sword in his hand trailed a long, crimson flame, tearing the air apart and emitting a piercing shriek.
"Secret Technique: Mountain Collapse!"
Even before the blade arrived, a heavy, mountain-like sense of oppression already washed over us.
This strike embodied all the pride and dignity he held as the Lord of Thousand Light City!
He would use this blade to tear apart the adventurer who brought the cruel truth before him!
The crimson blade light magnified rapidly in Chen You's pupils, almost splitting the entire gray-white space in two.
Faced with this devastating attack, Chen You simply stood there quietly, without even blinking.
He simply raised his right hand slowly, his fingers forming a sword shape, and gently touched the powerful crimson blade light.
There was no earth-shattering noise.
There was no dazzling clash.
A faint golden light flashed and disappeared from his fingertip.
"Buzz—"
A soft chime.
The Jade Emperor Sword light flashed by like a golden thread.
Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.
Meng De's ferocious expression froze instantly, his eyes filled with utter astonishment and disbelief.
The knife he had wielded with all his might, risking everything, stopped in mid-air, less than an inch from Chen You's fingertips.
next second.
"Click..."
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
The blood-red blade light, imbued with boundless malevolent energy, resembled shattered glass.
Starting from the very front, it crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless red specks of light scattered across the sky.
Next came the battle sword in Mengde's hand.
The fine steel knife that had been with him for many years let out a mournful cry, its blade covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and then with a "bang," it exploded into a shower of iron filings.
[-8986! (Penetrating!)]
An astronomical figure of damage floated up from above Mengde's head.
His health bar went from full to empty in just a moment.
"Well……"
Mengde let out a difficult groan.
He looked down in disbelief at his empty hands, then looked up at the man who had remained calm throughout.
At this moment, those crazed, blood-red eyes were finally replaced by endless fear.
What did he do?
He... caught it?
No, he didn't even... see the other party make a move.
"She's... actually quite skilled..."
With his last ounce of strength, Mengde managed to squeeze out a classic BOSS line.
"However... in the face of true power... you are still... too weak..."
Before he finished speaking, an even denser black mist suddenly erupted from his burly body.
Within that black mist, it seemed as if countless pained faces were howling and roaring.
An evil aura, several times stronger than before, swept across the entire "Garden of Inner Demons".
[Ding! Mengde has triggered the second stage of the bloodline curse—"Possession by a Vengeful Spirit"!]
[All attributes increased by 100%! Health fully restored! Gain the skills "Cursed Grip" and "Wraith's Roar"!]
His health bar was instantly restored to full.
A layer of black keratin rapidly spread across its body surface, and two twisted tentacles made of pure resentment even sprouted from its back.
"This is..." Meng De's voice became even more eerie, as if it were the superposition of countless voices.
"True...power!"
He felt an unprecedented surge of power within him, and a blissful, maniacal smile spread across his face.
He looked up, ready to witness the terror and despair that should be on the adventurer's face.
However, all he saw was a pair of eyes that looked at someone with intellectual disabilities.
Chen You looked at him expressionlessly, his heart completely unmoved.
Oh, phase two.
The transition phase even includes invincibility protection, which is quite professional.
He waited quietly for two seconds.
The moment the invincible golden light on Mengde disappeared.
Chen You raised his hand again.
The same gesture: fingers together like a sword, a light tap.
Even the golden light shimmering at her fingertips was exactly the same as before.
"laugh."
Jade Brilliance vanished in a flash.
Meng De, who had just transformed and struck a pose but hadn't even had a chance to say a single line, froze again.
The surging black resentment emanating from him melted away instantly, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
The health bar that had just been fully restored was emptied once again.
[-10253! (Fatal Blow!)]
"..."
Mengde opened his mouth, and that twisted and powerful new form quickly deflated like a punctured balloon.
The madness, ecstasy, and resentment in his eyes faded away, leaving only a deathly silence and bewilderment.
who am I?
where am I?
What happened?
[Ding! You have successfully defeated the guardian of the "Garden of Inner Demons".]
As the system notification sounded, the gray world receded like the tide.
Light and shadow shift and change.
Chen You found himself back in that quiet backyard.
The moonlight remained the same, the weapon rack was still twisted, and Meng Xiao and the steward were still standing in the same spot.
It was as if everything that had just happened had only been a fleeting moment.
The only difference was that Meng De, the once arrogant city lord, was now kneeling on both knees, looking utterly dejected, like a stone statue that had lost its soul.
The murderous aura and cursed presence emanating from him had vanished without a trace, replaced by a deathly silence.
"cough……"
Meng De coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly raised his head.
He looked at Chen You, his lips moving for a long time before he finally spoke in a hoarse voice, almost as if he were exhausted:
"...You took one of my stabs."
"...You...are qualified."
"If you want to go to the tomb... then go..."
Chen You stood there, watching this scene, and silently complained to himself.
Are you sure it was me who took the knife from you?
Seeing the system notification that "mission location has been updated," he stopped thinking about it.
Just as he was about to leave, Chen You's gaze fell upon the little girl who was still crying.
Meng Xiao's shoulders were trembling, and tears had soaked the front of her clothes, making her look extremely pitiful.
Suddenly, an extremely bold, even outrageous, idea popped into Chen You's mind.
This melodramatic plot... seems like it can still be salvaged?
Or rather, how about making it even more melodramatic?
What if... it triggers some unexpected hidden event?
Beating a child on a rainy day—since you're idle anyway.
Anyway, this city lord doesn't seem to be in a very stable mental state right now.
How about... adding fuel to the fire?
Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Chen You's lips.
He turned around and looked again at the city lord, who was exhausted and about to leave.
"Lord, please wait."
Meng De paused, turned around, and looked at him with a complicated expression: "Is there anything else?"
Chen You did not answer immediately, but walked slowly to Meng Xiao's side.
"There's one more thing about Meng Tu's belongings that I think you'd like to know."
Meng De frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
Chen You paused, giving him ample time to react, and then, in a tone stating facts, slowly said:
"Back then, your brother Meng Tu took away more than just the woman you loved."
"And...your bloodline."
Mengde's pupils suddenly contracted!
"What...do you mean?" His voice instantly became hoarse.
Chen You's gaze fell on the little girl next to him, who had tears in her eyes and looked completely bewildered.
His voice wasn't loud, but it stirred up a storm in the quiet backyard.
"Meng Xiao".
"Actually, she's your daughter."