20demayo Chapter 32 Night King
Chapter 32 Night King
Chapter 32 The Night King (Seeking further reading and recommendations)
"Who is speaking?"
The little boy blurted out the answer, but before he could react, he was suddenly thrown back by a force, his body rolling on the ground, just managing to avoid the sandstone snake's tail lash.
The snake's tail swept across, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.
Seeing this, the two henchmen breathed a sigh of relief and continued to persuade him:
"Boss, that's enough, that's enough of a lesson. Let's go find something else to have fun!"
However, the boy with the tousled hair's eyes turned red. His prized pet beast hadn't been able to defeat this poor wretch, and he felt deeply insulted. He roared:
"Sandstone Serpent, using a Stone Spike? I don't believe he'll always be this lucky!"
"Hiss!"
The sandstone serpent gathered earth elements and transformed them into two fist-sized sharp stone cones, which it hurled, but were once again "accidentally" dodged.
"This is……"
The thin little boy also sensed something was wrong, as if an invisible force was pushing him to dodge attacks. Then, as if realizing something, he exclaimed in surprise:
"Is it His Majesty the God?"
However, the sound was merely repeated:
Do you want to understand the meaning of life?
"Your Majesty, although I should say I want to, I don't quite understand the meaning of life. Things will change, but my mother taught me that, within my capabilities, I should travel more, help more people, and shelter the weak from the wind and rain. And most importantly, I should make sure my family lives a good life. Perhaps that is the meaning of my life..."
The little boy, holding the Wind Spirit Cat, was constantly being pulled by a mysterious force to dodge attacks, creating a somewhat comical effect. After a moment of thought, he gave a simple yet sincere answer.
The mysterious voice did not sound again, as if it had left in disappointment because it had not received a satisfactory answer.
"Hiss!"
Enraged, the sandstone snake cornered the little boy in an alleyway, spewing out a torrent of yellow sand, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.
"Looks like I really am a terrible person, even the gods can't stand it anymore."
The little boy gave a bitter smile, looking at the approaching stone spike. He had nowhere to retreat, but he did not regret his answer, nor did he want to hand over the Wind Spirit Cat.
He wanted to protect others!
Just as he closed his eyes, preparing to accept his mortally wounded fate, the voice rang out once more:
"As you wish!"
In the sky, crows flew by, dropping a large number of invisible puppet strings that silently pierced the little boy's limbs, binding them tightly, just as a puppeteer picked up his marionettes and prepared to begin a grand performance.
The venue for this performance,
This is the human world!
Bang bang bang!
Sharp grains of sand pierced through the wall, and the sandstorm exploded instantly, blurring the view.
"We're doomed!"
The two henchmen trembled with their eyes closed, terrified of seeing a mangled, bloodied body.
"Now you know what happens when you offend me!"
The boy with the messy hair laughed out loud, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.
However, just as he was about to turn around, a thin figure was reflected in his pupils, with indifferent eyes, and the originally small fist kept growing larger in his field of vision!
boom!
The little boy delivered a "friendship-breaking punch," sending the boy with torn hair flying. The boy slid across the ground and passed out.
"Hiss!"
Enraged by this, the sandstone snake spit out sand and roared at the snake. However, the little boy rolled away to dodge the attack. When he got up, he was holding a thin bamboo stick, which was the children's favorite "stick" weapon.
"Mahakala Sword Dance, Second Form - Crescent Moon's Shadow!"
Manipulated by the mastermind behind the scenes, the little boy transforms into a sword master. He is agile and uses a staff instead of a sword. A blurry black crescent moon appears behind him, as if it wants to devour everything. The Great Black Heaven Sword Intent contained within it spreads, plunging the sandstone serpent into eternal darkness.
The little boy suddenly flicked his wooden stick upwards, striking the sandstone snake's lower jaw as it was about to spit out sand. The pain caused it to swallow the sand it was about to expel, nearly choking to death.
The attack didn't end there. The long staff, like a crescent moon falling from the sky, crashed into the ground and slammed down with a whistling sound, striking the snake's vital spot, shattering its scales and leaving it a bloody mess.
"hiss--"
The sandstone snake was struck in its weak spot, its eyes widened, and it fell stiffly to the ground, lying down next to its keeper.
This scene happened in the blink of an eye and was witnessed by two henchmen who had just opened their eyes.
This guy in front of me actually defeated a powerful beast with a mortal body?
How is that possible?!
How could weak humans possibly defeat superhuman beings!
However, when they pinched their own skin, they realized that what they were seeing was not a dream. They remembered how they had bullied this kid before, and their legs trembled uncontrollably, fearing retribution.
"Aaaaaah, help me..."
The two were so frightened that they scrambled out of the alley, abandoning the "boss" who was still lying unconscious on the ground!
The little boy watched this scene quietly, like a swordsman on a stage, aloof and arrogant. However, as the invisible threads on his body dissipated, the grand play came to an end.
The puppet strings are retracted.
Heroes will also return to everyday life.
His limbs, strained from the exertion, suddenly ached, and the muscle cramps caused him to stagger and half-kneel on the ground. He looked at the frail Wind Spirit Cat in his arms, and although he was on the verge of exhaustion, a bright smile still graced his face:
"Thanks to His Majesty the Gods, we are all safe!"
"Meow!"
The wind spirit cat stuck out its tongue with small barbs and gently licked the little boy's dirty face, expressing affection and gratitude, which made the little boy laugh:
"Haha, stop licking, it tickles..."
Lu Yu, controlling the Fog Crow, watched this scene, turned to leave, but then heard the little boy's voice behind him:
"Are you an incarnation of a god?" The raven stopped, turned its head, and saw the little boy standing timidly, his gaze fixed firmly on the black raven. The boy scratched his head and said shyly:
"Your Majesty the God appeared right after you fell. I had some suspicions before, but now I'm certain. Thank you so much for your help. If you had been injured, my mother would have had to work so hard to earn money again, and I don't want her to suffer anymore. Thank you so much!"
As he spoke, the little boy bowed in gratitude and said sincerely:
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Night King. I will definitely repay you in the future!"
When the little boy was manipulated by the puppet and used the Great Black Heaven Sword Technique, he also sensed a trace of the sword intent within it.
It was as if one were seeing the eternal, deathly still, yet all-encompassing god of night.
Master of the Great Dark Heaven!
He is the king of the night!
thump!
Upon hearing this childish nickname, the fog crow stumbled and nearly fell over. It flapped its wings and flew away, disappearing into the sky in an instant.
"The Night King..."
The little boy recited it repeatedly, his gaze earnest, as if trying to etch the name firmly into his heart. Then he squatted down and said to the three-legged wind spirit cat:
"My name is Ling Xiaodong. I have a loving mother. Although my family's circumstances are average, I would like to ask if you could become part of my family as well?"
"Meow!"
The Wind Spirit Cat stretched out its little paw and covered Ling Xiaodong's hand without hesitation.
"Haha, let's call you Kung Fu, since you're just a novice!"
"Meow?" the cat asked, puzzled.
The person and the cat left the alley together...
The mist crows in the sky dispersed the water mist that concealed them and flew back into Lu Yu's room, disintegrating into countless transparent threads, which were then collected by the little spider.
"This cat is quite unexpected..."
Lu Yu watched the little boy's departing figure thoughtfully. Just now, while experimenting with manipulating the puppet, he had intended to use spider silk to block the stone spikes. However, the three-legged cat's eyes lit up, causing Ling Xiaodong's speed to surge, allowing him to perfectly dodge the attack.
Then the following scene unfolded.
"This cat doesn't seem to have lost a leg due to an injury, but rather it was born with it, meaning it's a unique individual."
Among extraordinary races, due to the convergence and collision of a large amount of spirituality, some mutated individuals will always emerge, similar to genetic mutations in reality. However, those born under extraordinary power are commonly known as special species.
The mutations can be good or bad; some change color, some change the body, and some change racial skills.
The Wind Spirit Cat's racial skill, Wind Walk, should allow it to move with the wind and gain speed; it's a mid-tier skill.
However, this mediocre player can apply a lightness buff to others, reducing Ling Xiaodong's body weight by half and granting him unparalleled agility. Such an effect is at least a high-level skill.
Compared to its kind, this mediocre cat is like a low-level assassin who has been promoted to a noble mage.
The future potential is limitless!
"Have dreams, protect the weak, and do not let them be trapped in thorns."
Lu Yu smiled slightly. He wasn't some saint, but he appreciated people with ideals.
If he wants to help, then he will do it; that's his attitude towards life. He also doesn't want to cause trouble by meeting with the person he's meeting.
The title of Night King, though a bit cringey, is quite interesting.
The character for "night" in particular resembles an eye in the Chinese language of the previous life.
And he possesses the eye of truth for all things.
"This kid seems to have grasped a trace of the Great Black Heaven Sword Intent. Although it's just a seed, it's equivalent to receiving the inheritance of the Heavenly Nun, granting him limitless potential. I wonder if he'll fade into obscurity or become a future legend..."
It really gives off the feeling of a mastermind manipulating other people's fates.
"After watching the show for so long, I'm a little hungry!"
Lu Yu stretched and prepared to go downstairs for a meal, when he suddenly remembered that he still owed the student council president a meal, so he could settle it together.
Every little bit helps.
So he took out his phone and found the person he was chatting with.
[Moya: Guild Master, want to grab breakfast together?]
A reply came quickly.
President: Okay
Lu Yu also prepared to wash up. Girls tend to take longer, and since she lived a bit far away, it would probably take twenty or thirty minutes. Fortunately, the xiaolongbao shop downstairs was open until ten o'clock, and everything was made fresh, so it wouldn't affect the taste.
However, less than ten seconds later, the message came again.
[President: I'm downstairs at your place]
Lu Yu: ? ? ?
Thank you to 勇那的芒, 好战平总, 书友20201118215519557, and --伤心~~~ for the 100 Qidian coins!
(End of this chapter)