Chapter 311 - Chapter 311: 311, Man Who Moves History (Part 2)

Chapter 311: 311, Man Who Moves History (Part 2)

The man’s death directly terrified his wife.

For Lotus Village, even if there were fights in the village, bloodshed was the most they had experienced. But a hole blown through a man’s chest? This was a scene they had never seen before.

The frailty of the human flesh was so evident in the face of the dark streak.

Yet, this was all the man could do.

He had given his all.

Didn’t he worry about his wife’s safety before he died?

But he had exerted all his strength, at the cost of his life.

The woman’s body went limp, terror, despair, grief… various emotions spread across her heart.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the ground, weeping hysterically.

She was now a widow.

Ah Bao was fatherless.

Not far away, the instigator of all this raised an eyebrow, his narrow eyes reflecting a teasing glint.

The foreign man examined his fingernails, indifferent to the scene before him, his heart void of any ripple.

He even found it somewhat interesting.

Most of his foreign race shared his indifference, his callousness.

To this world, they were invaders.

“What is this supposed to be? An ant’s love story? Or a male creature’s instinctive desire to protect?” he murmured.

He watched the woman’s eyes, filled with despair, fear, and a touch of resentment, and he felt satisfied.

He liked that complex look in her eyes.

He even contemplated whether he should gouge out those eyes and keep them as a trophy?

“Hmm, it’s a good idea, quite romantic,” he said, smugly.

Then… just do it!

His left hand moved again, a slightly smaller dark streak appeared, dashing towards the woman’s eyes.

He wanted to extract them while she was still alive.

“That will be fresh!” he laughed.

Just as the dark streak was about to touch the woman, he looked up abruptly, sprouted a pair of wings composed of black streaks, and flew away without looking back.

“Dammit! Why is there a Heavenly Dust Cultivator nearby!” he cursed, “I was lucky I was cautious.”

He flew away quickly, completely ignoring the fate of the woman.

The dark streak he released earlier was an inch away from the woman’s eyes, but a streak of Sword Qi was even quicker!

“Tssss!”

The Sword Qi pierced through the dark streak.

A soft force cocooned the woman, pulling her back, to prevent her from being hurt by the aftershock of the Sword Qi.

Up in the sky, more Sword Qis were pursuing the foreign man.

In a flash, they formed the Ancient Five Elements Sword Formation, trapping the foreign man within.

“Was… was I saved?”

However, the woman looked around blankly without spotting a single person.

Lu Xun had yet to arrive.

But his sword had arrived first!

Lu Xun, a man who could burst a Spirit Lamp from afar just by manipulating his spiritual power.

Compared to an ordinary sword cultivator, his sword Qi had a greater range, a faster speed!

The foreign man considered himself alert enough, but didn’t expect the opponent to act so decisively, taking him by surprise with a lethal strike!

This puzzled him.

Supposedly, even if a Heavenly Dust Cultivator happened to be passing by and sensed the spiritual fluctuations here, he would at most come to have a look and assess the situation.

Who would start killing as soon as they arrived?

Damn it, there was a barrage of Sword Qi released even from afar!

This is illogical! Completely illogical!

It’s as if he knew I was an invader…

There’s no reason at all!

Could it be… because of the smell of blood here?

Despite the numerous questions in his mind, the present situation allowed him no time to contemplate.

Survival is priority.

Seizing the chance before others arrive, he had to break the Sword Array first and then escape as far as possible.

Just as he was about to give it his all, a slightly ethereal male voice echoed from the distance:

“Ancient Five Elements Formation – Reverse!”

In an instant, the Five Elements Formation shifted from “Five Elements Generative Cycle” to “Five Elements Destructive Cycle”.

The Spiritual Power embedded in the Sword Qi began to rage, which subsequently led to a massive burst of Spiritual Energy!

It exploded!

The black wings behind the foreign race man enveloped him, but they couldn’t fully resist this ferocious force of energy!

At this moment, a man in a black robe with a black sword sheath in hand descended from the sky, landing in front of the woman collapsed on the ground.

He glanced at the woman looking up at him, then at the man beside her with a gaping hole in his chest and sighed quietly:

“I’m still too late…”

The woman stared at Lu Xun. She was now somewhat disoriented, barely making out the silhouette, unable to discern his features clearly.

“Are you an immortal?”

That was the woman’s last thought.

The next moment, she could no longer withstand the pressure and passed out.

Lu Xun turned around, looking at the foreign race man not too far away, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

Extreme disgust.

During his gaming days, the so-called foreign race was just a group of small monsters, and a bunch of bosses were used to farm for experience points, contribution points and gear.

Would you loathe the low-level creatures in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda when you played “Dream West Journey”?

Not likely.

Although “Heavenly Dust” was a different game and players had a strong sense of immersion, it was still ultimately just a game.

Perhaps at some moments, the players’ emotions were stirred. They were indignant, they were resentful. Yet, once they logged off and returned to reality, everything would change.

A game, after all, is just a game.

Players like Mo Guanji, who were completely immersed in the game and treated it as a second life, were naturally in the minority among the entire player base.

Lu Xun was considered one of the players who had a strong sense of immersion. During the gameplay, when he saw some of the actions of the foreign race, he would have emotional ups and downs.

But his feelings were nowhere near as strong as they were at this moment!

He clearly realized that he was not just moved by compassion.

Therefore, looking at the dead man, his feelings were quite complicated.

To him, the Heavenly Dust Continent was already a very real world.

What terrified him was that he seemed to subconsciously consider himself a member of the Heavenly Dust Continent.

So, it was hard to describe his mentality.

But one thing he was sure of.

He wanted this foreign race man dead!

This emotion was different from when he played the game!

Although the ultimate objective was the same, the mindset was worlds apart.

Since he came here, years had flashed by.

The mortals here, the Sects here, the cultivators here, they all had their own gentleness, a kind of gentleness that Lu Xun could feel towards this world.

He had also enjoyed this gentleness.

Or rather, since he had crossed over, he had been continuously enjoying the gentleness this world offered, never stopping.

At this moment, he actually felt the impulse to protect it.

Although he regained some normalcy in the next moment, he was still somewhat bewildered.

“What a strange feeling”, Lu Xun thought to himself.

He was somewhat confused, somewhat perplexed.

But this did not interfere with his actions.

He raised his other hand, producing a Mist Sword imbued with Sword Intent.

With a mere flick of Lu Xun’s finger, this level 34 foreign race man, although not elite, was instantly punctured by the Mist Sword!

This was the disparity of power level.

This was the ability that the current Lu Xun possessed!

Ordinary foreign race individuals were indeed no match for him, easily defeated in a single strike.

The foreign race man did not even have time to react before a huge hole appeared in his chest.

This hole, similar to the one on the corpse of the Lotus Village man lying on the ground, was in the exact same position.