I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 563. The Dragon Goddess, Empress, Descends!
"Suspected criminal?"

Jing Jiu frowned, his cold gaze returning to the six-person seating area.

Combating wanted criminals of the Empire is one of the duties of the Knights of the Apocalypse.

Therefore, if he encounters other wanted criminals during the pursuit of Feng Jianyi, he wouldn't mind taking care of them as well.

"Lord Jing Jiu, this person is in disguise."

Under the indifferent gaze of the Apocalypse Knight, Jin Jili pointed to the boy beside Jiang Qiu'e and said, "I feel like I've seen this person somewhere before. Something feels off."

Jin Jili knew that his actions were risky, so he not only concealed Feng Jianyi's whereabouts but also falsely accused the boy.

If the boy's identity is normal, then he won't be able to explain it to Jing Jiu.

However, back in Beiqiuyuan, the boy had always worn a fox mask and had never revealed his true face.

Either he was disfigured, or the boy's identity was something that couldn't be brought to light.

How could a divine half-dragon with extremely strong regenerative abilities be disfigured?
Therefore, Jin Jili judged that Jiang Qiu'e's precious male servant was very likely a wanted criminal of the empire!
Jin Jili sneered inwardly, "Holy Maiden, since you are unwilling to become my slave, don't blame me for charging you some interest."

Judging from the current situation, Jiang Qiu'e obviously doesn't want to reveal her identity, and coincidentally, she is sitting opposite Feng Jianyi, so it is highly likely that she is in cahoots with Feng Jianyi.

So if Jiang Qiu'e were smart, she would have no choice but to sever ties with the boy and watch him get arrested, sacrificing the pawn to save the king!
Following Jin Jili's pointing finger, Jing Jiu looked at the three rows of window seats. The boy turned his gaze away from the window and looked over calmly with his dark eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Chana and Jiang Qiu'e felt a slight tightening in their hearts at the same time.

Mu Qingtong also frowned secretly.

After that, Feng Jianyi appeared normal on the surface, pretending to be an ordinary person, holding his daughter and shrinking into a corner, staring at the suddenly appearing Apocalypse Knight with a fearful yet aweful expression.

But in reality, he was truly heartbroken.

Feng Jianyi didn't understand what Xia Feng was doing. Now that the other party had suddenly come to check his face, how could he possibly escape?
He had noticed that Xia Feng was observing the movements of the Apocalypse Knight, and assumed that the young man was planning to use some mysterious method to teleport away over a long distance after the Apocalypse Knight had gone far away.

But now it seems that this young man has no intention of running away at all!
He remained calm and composed, sitting by the window as if nothing had happened.

"Da da--"

With silver iron boots treading the ground, the holy and majestic knight walked slowly through the passageway.

The carriage was quite full, with almost every row occupied. The passengers were all keeping their heads down, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity as they followed the Knight of Apocalypse.

After all, such legendary beings have only been seen in books.

Generally, those at the fourth or fifth rank are considered extraordinary figures, and many people never encounter a spiritual master above the fifth rank in their entire lives.

Now, some passengers have even dared to take out their phones to film the scene, as they've encountered law enforcement officers from the Apocalypse Knights.

Strangely, their electronic device's lens was completely black, and no matter how they adjusted it, they couldn't capture any images.

Immediately afterwards, all passengers' senses of sight, hearing, and smell were shut off, and their bodies were fixed to their seats, unable to move, plunging them into darkness.

Xia Feng remained calmly seated as the Apocalypse Knight slowly approached.

His identity is indeed untraceable. Once the Knights of Apocalypse confirm that he is a wanted criminal, they will kill him without giving him any further chance to explain.

The reason he wasn't flustered was because he was waiting, waiting for a guess in his mind.

Jing Jiu looked down at Xia Feng, about to say something, when his indifferent, emotionless gray eyes suddenly narrowed into stars, and he abruptly looked up! Then, as if feeling fear, he lowered his head, his right knee slightly bent as if he wanted to kneel down.

But he still realized what was happening, and his subtly bent knee straightened, his stiff expression returning to its indifferent state.

Jing Jiu never expected that the Empress's first decree after she awoke would be issued to him!

He suppressed his excitement and nervousness, turned around without hesitation, and carried out Her Majesty the Empress's order: [Cease inspection, withdraw troops.]

Although she didn't understand why Her Majesty the Empress suddenly stopped him from examining the boy, and what kind of terrifying identity did that boy have that made Her Majesty pay attention to him so soon after he woke up?

I have many questions in my mind.

But the Knights of the Apocalypse, who were once the Empress's personal guard, had only one duty: to carry out orders.

Therefore, no matter how shocked and confused Jing Jiu was, he would not delve into it.

"Lord Jing Jiu, what's going on?" Jin Jili was stunned and puzzled as to why he turned and left.

Jing Jiu raised his eyes and said indifferently, "There are no criminals in this carriage."

"?"

No criminals? What a joke! This entire carriage is full of criminals! Jin Jili was incredulous and was about to say something when he noticed Jing Jiu's calm, condescending gaze.

He was startled; something was wrong!
“Yes, yes!” Jin Jili nodded hurriedly, “There are no criminals.”

Sitting by the window, Xia Feng quietly watched Jing Jiu stand in front of him, then silently turned and left after only half a second to talk to Jin Jilie.

He then realized that he had guessed correctly.

The eighth incarnation has truly arrived!

"Da da da--"

Jin Jili followed behind Jing Jiu, walking quickly, his neck seemingly very stiff.

Xia Feng calmly took out the Ten Dragons Magic Cannon, a dark-colored short-barreled shotgun, and pointed it at Jin Jili's vest from a distance.

"!" Jin Jili's expression changed drastically. He turned around abruptly, and two ice-blue spirit swords condensed in his effeminate eyes, which shot out as they spun rapidly.

But as soon as the two ice swords shot out of the pupils, they spun 180 degrees and flew behind them, landing in the hands of the Apocalypse Knight.

"Bang—!" The bullet struck him squarely in the chest, creating a shallow crater and a bloody hole. Jin Jili groaned and staggered back half a step.

Jing Jiu crushed the ice sword in his hand, and then his armored hand grabbed Jin Jili by the back of the head. As Jin Jili turned around in disbelief and horror, Jing Jiu...

He calmly pronounced the sentence: "Jin Jili, attempting to attack innocent civilians, is guilty of a capital offense."

"?!!"

"Bang—!" The second bullet pierced through the shallow crater in his chest. Jin Jili was lifted up by the hair by Jing Jiu, his ferocious face directly facing the muzzle of the boy's shotgun in the distance. He struggled in fear, "Jing Jiu! You fucking madman—"

"Bang—!!!" The roar abruptly stopped, and a bloody hole appeared between Jin Jili's eyebrows, tearing pain shooting straight from his nerves to his soul.

He did not die, but instead let out another wail and scream.

Jing Jiu easily destroyed his spiritual pressure protection, allowing the low-level damage from the uncharged shotgun to directly attack his spiritual foundation, leaving him with no chance to resist.

They could only passively endure this torment of despair.

car.

All passengers had their five senses shut down and were slumped in their seats.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!" The continuous gunshots echoed in the carriage, like beautiful musical notes dancing in rhythm.

The man carried by the tall, silver-armored knight was riddled with bullets for a good ten seconds, like a tattered rag doll.

(End of this chapter)