019 I Truly Feel Sorry for You

“Help!!!”

In the empty, abandoned commercial street, under the moonlight, a miserable scream shattered the silence of the night. The destruction spreading at his feet was always one step behind him.

“Why the hell has this thing evolved again? It breaks shields in a second! Is this the kind of boss that should appear in the newbie village???”

“You’re even more disgusting than the tree guardians!”

“I’m going to desecrate the holy sword! I’m going to do the double little spin chop!”

Mo Bai wailed as he clutched Shen Qiqi and fled swiftly. Four invisible hands dealt heavy blows from behind him, but Shen Qiqi’s magical shield blocked them.

However, it was only a momentary defense. The terrifying strength, like giant pincers, tore at them. Shen Qiqi’s shield shattered into fragments in a spectacular fashion after just a brief resistance.

The remaining force was like the nitrous boost in a racing game, flinging Mo Bai and Shen Qiqi backward. They landed face down on the ground.

Sweat poured down Shen Qiqi’s back. How was this thing so much stronger than the ones they had faced before?

At first, her shield could barely hold, but now it was like cling film, breaking with a single stab.

Could this even be fought?

Ji Yue had vanished somewhere. Mo Bai began desperately throwing the rotten oranges he had bought, explosions continuously detonating at Lu Yuan’s feet.

But the Tyrant’s Grip shielded its master. Lu Yuan ignored the dust from the explosions, his beast-like eyes fixed tightly on Mo Bai.

He was staring at his crotch... at the fingers stuffed in his pocket nearby.

“Damn, why is this thing staring at my crotch? Doesn’t have some weird kink, does it…”

Mo Bai nervously protected his groin, his expression serious. He had intended to use the Bonded Magic Gear to trigger Shen Qiqi’s second transformation, but with this strength gap, it seemed pointless.

The bond between him and Shen Qiqi wasn’t deep enough. Even with enhanced abilities, it didn’t seem sufficient to counter the man before them.

Besides, his ability could only be used once every 24 hours.

So, was stalling the only option?

Mo Bai inserted his hand into his pants, calmly typing a message to Mo Mo for help, then slowly stood up.

He had already sent his location to Mo Mo before coming. As the Purple Concentration “Magical Girl Killer,” Mo Mo’s strength should surpass Shen Qiqi’s.

Add to that the golden brotherly bond. Perfect.

Once Mo Mo arrived and transformed her into a magical girl, everything would get better.

But until then, he had to hold this guy off.

“Well, big brother, have you eaten?” Mo Bai raised his hands, wearing an innocent smile. “I surrender. Can you spare my life?”

“You want a container, right? What kind—beaker or dropper? I’ll buy you one right now, watch—”

Lu Yuan’s Tyrant’s Grip grabbed Mo Bai and lifted him into the air. Mo Bai felt every bone in his body compressed, unable to move.

Shen Qiqi just raised her staff, but was spectacularly blasted away amid pink special effects.

“Chatter.”

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes. “A container? Isn’t it right here on you?”

He reached out, aiming at Mo Bai’s crotch.

Slowly, he slipped his hand inside and pulled out a finger.

Mo Bai: “...Tsk.”

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So that’s what it was.

Mo Bai stared with dull eyes. He really shouldn’t have brought that thing with him.

“Now, I am complete.”

Looking into Lu Yuan’s crazed eyes, Mo Bai couldn’t help but ask, “I don’t know what exactly you want to achieve, but I do know you’ve done many things beyond the proper order to reach this goal.”

“Is it really worth it?”

Lu Yuan squinted at Mo Bai. He should have crushed this man outright, but when it came to his ideals, he felt an urge to talk.

After all, the container was already in hand.

The crimson moon flashed by.

“Worth it? Ha, that’s a good question.”

Lu Yuan chuckled lightly. “I was once a retainer of the Yellow King, where value meant everything.”

“Then, my value was denied. I was judged worthless, trash.”

Clenching his fist, Lu Yuan’s grip on Mo Bai caused him to grimace in pain. “I ask you, what would you do if you were me?”

Mo Bai replied painfully, “Uh… just lie down and do nothing for the rest of your life?”

Lu Yuan: “…”

He tightened his grip. “Fool! Of course, prove your value!”

“Since the king denied me, I deny his denial!”

“I will make him regret, regret his short-sightedness for missing such a gem of talent. I will join his enemy, the White King, and become his eternal foe!!!”

The man’s expression grew more unhinged. His brown-black eyes had turned to a dangerous scarlet.

The finger he held twisted and writhed oddly, like a worm.

This was the White King’s generosity.

Also the price of his denial.

“Oh, I see…”

Though feeling like he was about to become an older brother, Mo Bai’s expression remained unchanged.

“So all this was just to prove your value.”

Mo Bai forced a smile. “It’s the first time I’ve heard that proving your worth requires sneaking around like a mouse and stealing others’ lives.”

Lu Yuan’s smile vanished. He looked at Mo Bai, puzzled.

“If the lives you steal are of equals, I might admit you have some talent in killing.”

“But do you think you deserve it?”

Mo Bai’s voice rose, his smile increasingly mocking. “Of course, it’s probably useless telling you this.”

He lowered his head. “Your nature has already told me everything.”

“[Masochist][Killer][Faithless][Villain][War Profiteer][Chaos Walker][Thug][Executioner]…”

Countless colorful tags floated above Lu Yuan’s head, almost piercing Mo Bai’s eyes. He couldn’t even find a single positive trait among them.

Clear as day.

Even more enlightening than seeing someone repost a game’s gacha record on the homepage.

This was a bona fide villain.

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A villain so vile that no one would oppose an immediate execution.

“Do you know,” Mo Bai said softly, “what saddens me most? It’s meeting people like you beyond the ordinary.”

“I truly feel sorry for you.”

Lu Yuan: “…”

Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable.

A life held in his hand—an ant that could be crushed at any moment—was looking at him with…

Pity.

As if his life was utterly worthless.

This towering (physically) attitude reminded him of the Yellow King he once served.

He too had denied everything about him with such a gaze, banishing him.

Detestable.

Utterly detestable.

Lu Yuan’s mouth twitched. “Is that so? How unfortunate.”

“Feel free to pity me in hell.”

He prepared to crush Mo Bai into nothing.

But Mo Bai’s eyes weren’t on him. Instead, they sparkled with amusement as he looked behind Lu Yuan.

Flying, of course, was faster than running.

But not by much.

Mo Mo had arrived on the battlefield.

Earlier than Mo Bai had expected. As suspected, Mo Mo was from the same side as Newton’s Coffin…

Mo Bai activated his ability, Bonded Magic Gear.

Let’s see the love and bond between siblings!!!

A flash of white light.

Thick, cable-like Alaya consciousness bound Lu Yuan.

A white ponytail fluttered in the air. Beneath the jet-black skirt lay snow-white, smooth, absolute territory.

Mysterious high heels stepped in midair. The magic wand was indispensable.

Mo Mo’s expression grew confused.

Tonight, the Magical Girl Killer had successfully become a magical girl.

The slayer of dragons had become a dragon herself.

Looking at the super cute white-haired beauty before him, Mo Bai gave a thumbs up. “As expected.”

“I love you to death, little sister.”