I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2290
Chapter 2290: Chapter 2289: Corpse King, Rain of Severed Heads
Upon hearing the words of the Black Soul Mage, Xu Zimei smiled faintly.
“Since you already know, why bother asking?”
“Such meaningless drivel.”
Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, although the Black Soul Mage’s face was obscured, the black mist surrounding him roiled violently.
The anger within him was palpable.
A mere ant destined to die dared to provoke him on the verge of death.
Such audacity, oblivious to life and death!
“Moon-picking Fairy, I must kill this person, don’t intervene.”
The Black Soul Mage said indifferently.
His words were domineering, leaving no room for negotiation.
Even though he and the Moon-picking Fairy shared the same goal of wanting to kill Xu Zimei.
But it must be the Black Soul Mage who kills.
Whoever he decides to kill, others cannot interfere. This is his domineering nature.
The Moon-picking Fairy frowned slightly.
She originally thought the Black Soul Mage was here to protect Xu Zimei.
Thus, she clashed with him.
Unexpectedly, the other party was here to kill as well.
She had heard before that the Black Soul Mage’s temperament was very strange, she didn’t expect him to be so particular.
She casually said, “If you want to kill him, go ahead, I don’t care.”
“Ancestor,” Liu Ruyan still wanted to plead.
But the Moon-picking Fairy directly interrupted her, saying, “Follow me to the Blood River Valley.”
“I advise you not to go with her,” Xu Zimei said faintly.
“Whether you listen is up to you.”
Liu Ruyan had a strange look towards Xu Zimei.
At this moment, when the other party could hardly protect himself, he still warned her?
Moreover, why shouldn’t she leave with the Ancestor?
Although Liu Ruyan didn’t know the reason, for some reason, she instinctively wanted to trust Xu Zimei.
In contrast, she didn’t trust her own Moon-picking Ancestor as much.
She couldn’t quite put her finger on the reason, it was just a simple feeling.
……
As if Xu Zimei had ruined her plans, the Moon-picking Fairy’s face turned cold.
She looked at the Black Soul Mage and said indifferently, “If you want to kill him, make him a dead man quickly.
Otherwise, I won’t be able to resist the urge to strike first.”
The Black Soul Mage paid no attention to the Moon-picking Fairy but instead looked at Xu Zimei.
With a slightly hoarse voice, he said directly, “Kill.”
In an instant, all the figures in black robes charged towards Xu Zimei.
The number of these robed figures wasn’t particularly large.
About fifty or sixty people, but each was enveloped in black mist.
Amidst the faint fog, innumerable black airs surrounded them, creating an imposing spectacle.
“Sharpen the knife!”
Xu Zimei slowly raised his Tyrant Shadow, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone.
This strike didn’t have an earth-shattering atmosphere.
But as soon as Xu Zimei swung the blade, it seemed as if the entire world turned dark.
In the world, there was only this strike, between the light of knife and sword, fleeting in an instant.
Everyone didn’t even see clearly.
Because the strike occurred within a breath, so fast that the flesh eye could hardly track.
All that was seen was the black-robed figures charging at Xu Zimei, suddenly freezing in place, motionless.
As everyone wondered, there was the sound of “click, click”.
Heads fell like watermelons, one after another.
Dozens of heads fell without any pause, and dozens of bodies sprayed blood spectacularly.
In this moment, everything fell silent, the field was quiet.
No one saw how the blade was swung, only the rain of heads falling.
Originally, everyone thought Xu Zimei had some strength, but now, it appears he truly is a vicious character!
At this moment, the black mist surrounding the Black Soul Mage grew even more intense.
He felt a threat from Xu Zimei.
He snorted coldly.
“A bit of skill, but thinking you can act fiercely in Demon City with just this, fear it’s not enough.”
Saying this, the Black Soul Mage clapped his hand.
The surrounding black mist instantly solidified into a Black Dragon, roaring ferociously as it charged at Xu Zimei.
But Xu Zimei did not resist.
Letting the Black Dragon land on him.
Yet, not a single ripple arose.
The Black Soul Mage slightly frowned, Xu Zimei made him uncertain of depth.
He clapped his right hand again.
The surrounding black air intensified.
Followed by successive dragon roars.
At least dozens of Black Dragons emerged boiling.
But Xu Zimei remained unmoved.
The Black Dragon landed on him, not lifting even a corner of his clothing.
Everyone was once again shocked.
At this moment, Xu Zimei also drew his sword.
Everyone only heard the sound of “clang” as the sword sang.
The next moment, a blade of light flicked before their eyes.
“Boom,” the Black Soul Mage’s figure was sent flying backward from his sedan chair.
The black air scattered, revealing the true face of the Black Soul Mage.
The Black Soul Mage’s figure stood.
No one had ever seen the true figure of the Black Soul Mage before, and now seeing it, everyone’s expressions turned odd.
The Black Soul Mage had no limbs.
He was installed inside a large jar.
The top of the jar exposed only a head and neck, looking very peculiar.
On the surface of the jar, sinister patterns were engraved, and the Black Soul Mage moved using the jar.
Though he had no limbs, there were dozens of tentacles behind the jar.
Like an octopus.
The tentacles constantly stirred, looking disgusting and peculiar.
“Didn’t expect the Black Soul Mage to look like this?”
“Turns out to be a deformed thing.”
“Everyone, be careful, given the Black Soul Mage’s vengeance-prone nature, if his true form is seen, could he kill us all?”
Though some worried.
But others looked towards Xu Zimei.
And said, “This friend has vast abilities, whether the Black Soul Mage can prevail is still unknown.”
“Let him first survive this danger.”
Everyone talked among themselves.
It was clear that the tide had turned.
Many were beginning to favor Xu Zimei.
It’s just that each was a fair-weather friend.
……
“Kid, you’re dead.”
“You deserve to die!”
The Black Soul Mage inside the jar was enraged.
No one had dared humiliate him so greatly for many years.
He stared at Xu Zimei with hatred.
Wishing to tear him limb from limb.
“Ant, are you normally so arrogant, can’t you distinguish the current situation?”
Xu Zimei said calmly.
“You ants dare speak to me like this, seems I can’t let you die easily.”
The Black Soul Mage was furious, continuously roaring.
From his surroundings, black air surged out.
This black air rose skyward.
Soon, the black air enveloped all the previously decapitated black-robed figures.
“It’s the secret technique of the Corpse Burial Mound, Corpse King.”
Many knowledgeable people immediately recognized it.
The name Corpse Burial Mound was well known.
They focused on rearing corpses, Corpse Kings often took a lifetime’s effort.
Therefore, the Corpse Kings they raised were particularly powerful.
Of course, not everyone could produce a Corpse King, for example, these black-robed figures were incapable.
Only the Black Soul Mage could.