Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Along with this earth-shattering roar, debris flew up in all directions like raindrops. They drew sharp arcs through the air at an extremely fast speed, whistling in all directions with deadly danger.

"Ah!" "Ah!" Several shrill screams pierced the sky and reached everyone's ears.

A closer look revealed that the remaining bandits had failed to escape their fate and had been instantly blasted by his own energy bombs. The immense force of the impact was like a tidal wave, crashing relentlessly into them and completely crushing the already severely injured bandits.

If they were not injured, they might be able to dodge a few attacks with their agility, but at this moment, they were already at the end of their strength. Coupled with the enormous power contained in the gas bullet itself, they had no time to react at all, and they took the heavy blow head-on.

Time slowly passed, and the thick, inky black smoke gradually thinned, eventually dissipating completely between heaven and earth. When the smoke no longer obscured my vision, a horrifying, horrific scene unfolded before my eyes.

The once smooth ground was now stained crimson with blood, and mutilated bodies lay scattered across it, some with heads and bodies severed, others with limbs torn off. The scene was extremely bloody and horrific. The fragmented remains of limbs scattered everywhere seemed to tell of the horrific massacre that had just taken place.

The air was filled with a nauseatingly strong smell of blood. The pungent smell penetrated into people's nostrils, making them almost suffocate.

And in this ruin that was like hell on earth, there was a figure standing alone - it was the man known as the Blood Knife King.

Coincidentally, fortunately, the Blood Knife King sensed the danger very early and dodged immediately before the gas bomb fell, thus becoming the only survivor of this tragic explosion.

However, although he saved his life, the scene before him was so shocking that even this master, who was always known for his ruthlessness, found it difficult to remain calm.

At this moment, the Blood Knife King's face was distorted by excessive shock and anger. He widened his eyes, staring at the ruins around him, and roared: "Damn you! Who is the crazy bastard who did such a heinous act? If you have the guts, get out here and die. I, the Blood Knife King, will tear you into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart!" Along with his roar, an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, sweeping in all directions like a surging wave.

It’s a pity that although the Blood Knife King looks majestic now, he is actually at the end of his strength.

After the previous battle with the demon wolf, he had already suffered heavy damage, and his internal strength was completely depleted. Even if he tried his best to show his former strength, it was ultimately just a bluff. His body swayed a few times, and finally, he could no longer hold on. He knelt on one knee, gasping for breath.

The Blood Knife King realized that his condition was very bad and he had to recover his strength as soon as possible. He struggled to get up and staggered to a relatively quiet corner, intending to rest and recover his strength.

However, before he sat down, a slight sound reached his ears. He immediately became alert and looked around, but could not see anything.

"Who?" he whispered.

He chose the right moment and jumped down from the platform, clapping his hands at the same time.

"Awesome, awesome! He really deserves to be called the Blood Knife King. The once famous Blood Knife King has now become the boss of a bandit's nest. How ironic." He couldn't help but speak.

"Who are you? Is there any conflict between us? Or are you my former enemy? If you are my enemy, why did you attack my brother? Who are you?" The Blood Knife King roared angrily at this time.

"You don't need to care who I am, because a bandit like you doesn't deserve to know my name. As for whether I am your enemy, you don't need to know at all." He said in a cold voice.

"Tell me, who are you?" The Blood Knife King roared again.

"You are just a annoying bandit, what qualifications do you have to know my name! You might as well listen carefully. Everyone in this mountain stronghold has died at my hands. Now you are the only one left in the entire Fenglang Mountain Stronghold!" He shouted at him again.

"You are talking nonsense! Don't even think about deceiving me! There are many brothers in the stronghold, and I have carefully deployed secret sentries. How can you kill them all by yourself?" At this moment, the Blood Knife King gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, and roared angrily.

After hearing what he said, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and retorted: "Hmph! If you don't believe me, remember those innocent girls who were kidnapped and imprisoned here by you, and the bewitching spiritual blade hidden in that house. I know all these things very clearly! I never expected that you would be so cruel and brutal that you would not even let innocent girls go. You are such a vicious and cruel person!" At this point, she was already furious, her face full of resentment, and she pointed at his nose and cursed him.

"Look at what you've become now. You don't even look like a human anymore! Back in the day, the Blood Knife King was a man who stood firm and would never attack innocent people. But what about now? You've actually degenerated into such a disgusting evil ghost. It's truly beyond our imagination!"

Hearing this, the Blood Knife King's face, which had originally turned red with anger, gradually regained its composure, but was replaced by a hint of icy coldness.

He slowly opened his lips, snorted, and spoke coldly, "Hmph! How much do you know? This world has always been so cruel and merciless. Even the best reputation and word of mouth can never withstand the demands of reality. In this reality, how much can a good reputation really do? Even if you do countless good deeds, I'm afraid it will be difficult for others to remember them. People often only focus on the mistakes of others, but turn a blind eye to good deeds. If that's the case, why should I continue to play the role of the so-called good person? Not only do I have nothing, but I am also bound and restricted by all kinds of red tape. So, why do I still cling to maintaining that illusory good reputation?"

At this point, the Blood Knife King raised his chin slightly, revealing a smug smile. He continued, "Ever since I became the leader of this bandit group, I've been plundering gold, silver, and treasures everywhere. Now I live a carefree and comfortable life, much better than before. This kind of life is what I truly want!"

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. You have already fallen into madness and lost your humanity and conscience. From the moment you attacked those innocent people, you were destined to suffer divine punishment!" He shouted loudly with a righteous look on his face.

Yet, faced with this rebuke, the Blood Knife King showed no fear. Instead, he roared to the heavens and burst into laughter. His laughter was deafening, as if it could engulf the entire world. At the same time, a flicker of near-madness flashed in his eyes, already filled with hostility. "In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only the strong, willing to do anything, can survive!"

"Humph, since you killed my brothers, I will avenge them today. Even in my current state, I can still defeat you."

He suddenly raised the big knife in his hand and rushed towards him, shouting: "Die!"