Chapter 258
Xue Yinzhou said so, but after coaxing Shen Tang to sleep peacefully, he changed his mind.
He didn’t leave at all, instead lying on his side, holding Shen Tang in his arms, his chin resting in her hair, his snake tail gently coiling around her waist—a gesture both possessive and protective.
Xue Yinzhou’s deep gaze fell on the tired and sleeping face of the female, his fingers as slender as jade gently brushing the hair by her ear. The rebel army outside was still watching covetously; how could he rest easy leaving her alone here?
Xue Yinzhou didn’t care whether others lived or died.
To him, death was nothing rare.
If it weren’t for her existence in this boring world, he would have long sought death.
His only attachment left in life was her.
Whether Xiao Jin and the others lived or died had nothing to do with him.
Indeed, in the selfish possessiveness of a male, Xue Yinzhou had darkly contemplated that if accidents befell the other Beast Husbands, the female would be wholly his alone p>
But thinking of the distress Tangtang would feel if Xiao Jin and the others truly met an accident, Xue Yinzhou hesitated for a moment before lightly sighing, then reluctantly released Shen Tang at midnight, transforming into a giant silver-white python, slithering out of the tent and disappearing into the distant sky.
Xue Yinzhou didn’t fully leave; midway, he circled back, hidden nearby and secretly watching, creating the illusion he had been gone for a long time.
Sure enough, before long, several disguised rebel soldiers appeared secretly.
Concealing weapons in their clothes, they took advantage of the night to sneak into the tent, intending to assassinate Shen Tang.
The next moment, black fog flashed by, silently dealing with the assassins, tidying up the bodies as if they had never been there.
The black fog, satiated with energy, condensed into hundreds of venomous snakes, lurking inside and outside the tent and nearby, forming an invisible, dangerous, and sturdy barrier.
Xue Yinzhou spent some more time thoroughly clearing all enemy troops within several miles around.
Under the moonlight, the man stood tall and silent for a long while, his silver hair like moon-lit flowing water, ensuring no further danger before leaving for the West City Gate.
The West City Gate, weakly defended, was easiest to breach.
Among the powerful Beastmen present, only those who had recently advanced to the Seventh Rank included Jia Lan, two deputies of the same rank, and another Main General in the Early Stage Eight, barely holding out in a five-day long battle.
The two deputies were severely injured, unable to fight back.
The Main General was battered, bloodstained, hardly able to lead troops into battle.
Jia Lan’s situation was equally grim.
The youth led a remnant of the forces fighting on the battlefield, his high-end tailored suit long since torn and ragged, his exquisitely cold visage marred, bloodstains marking his lips, eyes fierce yet icy, lifting his hand to send out an Ice Blade, severing the head of an assailant from the side, penetrating deeper into enemy encampment, slaying a deputy of the rebel army of the same rank.
Being the esteemed Mermaid Prince, Jia Lan never needed to personally slay enemies; even if the Night Glow Empire fell, he had alternative paths to escape.
But she wanted to remain and defend the city, so he chose to stay too, defending the city gates together.
Alas, his strength was still lacking, and it seemed unlikely they could hold out.
Whizz—
A bullet pierced through his thigh, and Jia Lan crashed to the ground, rolling wretchedly into the rubble, powerless to uphold his broken body, lying motionless like a dead fish.
Soon after, a group of rebel soldiers surrounded him, raising their weapons, ready to shoot him dead.
The next second, lying in the pool of blood, Jia Lan suddenly beastified, deep blue scales erupted on his body, his azure eyes swiftly morphed into dangerous vertical pupils like deep-sea reefs, a powerful and intangible soundwave power emanating from his mouth.
The bullets suspended in mid-air as if shielded by a barrier, unable to advance a step further.
The next second, the bullets turned around, plunging into the chests of their shooters.
Instantly slaughtering over a hundred rebel troops!
The Mermaid’s sorrowful cry echoed across miles, and those rebel soldiers who heard the strange soundwave seemed to momentarily lose sanity, picking up their weapons to strike at their companions!
The scene suddenly descended into chaos and absurdity.
The Guard Army was dumbfounded, thinking: Did these rebel troops lose their minds? How did they start fighting amongst themselves so suddenly?
When Xue Yinzhou arrived, he witnessed it all, musing: Shen Tang must have worried too much.
This mermaid’s talent was actually quite formidable.
Having recently broken into the Seventh Rank, in a moment of crisis, he managed without external aid to leap to the Seventh Rank Peak, just a step away from the Eighth Rank.
His spiritual power had risen to a whole new level, able to broadly manipulate the minds of Beastmen!
According to Xue Yinzhou’s knowledge, ordinary mermaids simply didn’t possess such powerful and unpredictable spiritual power!
However, Jia Lan’s battlefield prowess was still somewhat lacking; the opposing army had a Main General at the Peak of the Eighth Rank, and Jia Lan, even post-breakthrough, wouldn’t be a match for that Main General.
Upon noticing the anomaly, the Saber-toothed Tiger Main General roared, resounding through the heavens, like a hurricane sweeping across wilderness, trees trembling and quaking.
The controlled rebel soldiers suddenly regained clarity.
At the sight of the brutal scene, they were enraged, seeking to kill the instigator behind their infighting!
Jia Lan’s unique physiology meant ordinary Healing Medicine was ineffective for his body. He lay wretchedly on the ground, sharp, broken nails digging into the soil, unable to rise, blood still gushing from his wounds, staining a vast expanse of scorched earth.
Seeing the ferocious foes return, Jia Lan was filled with despair, knowing escape was impossible, he closed his eyes, awaiting death’s arrival.
How foolish of him, a dignified Mermaid Prince, to work himself to death.
Yet he had no regrets, only deep lament.
He so wished to see Shen Tang one last time before dying, to tell her how brave and fearless he was, how he had killed many enemies for her.
He… he certainly wasn’t a scrawny dog!
Who knows if that color-loving female would remember him after his death, or even long for him?
No way, given her promiscuous and heartless nature, she would certainly rush to find her sixth affair!
Thinking of this, Jia Lan was both angry and unwilling, his body suddenly bursting with energy, fighting to crawl back.
Even in death!
He must die before her!
Die in her arms!
So she would mourn sorrowfully and regret endlessly!
But alas, time was too short.
The gigantic Saber-toothed Tiger approached like thunder, its claws crashing down, capable of smashing his brain into pulp.
But in the next instant, a silver-white snake tail suddenly flashed by, the powerful Tiger Beast of the Peak Eighth Rank was sent flying meters away, snapping several ancient trees at the waist.
Xue Yinzhou flashed forward, his thick snake tail wrapped around the Saber-toothed Tiger’s body, a tremendous sound of bones and flesh breaking followed, sharp fangs pierced into its neck, a few struggles later, its neck hair dampened in big patches, it no longer moved, completely lifeless!
Jia Lan looked at Xue Yinzhou in shock, not expecting this cold and ruthless Snake Beast to come and save him?
“Don’t overthink it, Tangtang asked me to come help you.” Xue Yinzhou loosened his tail and flicked away the corpse, casting Jia Lan a disinterested glance, otherwise he’d hardly bother to get involved in such matters.
Jia Lan heard that vile snake’s cold and mean tone, and the little bit of gratitude he felt vanished.
The guy saved him so promptly, surely he had watched the spectacle nearby for a long time and didn’t come earlier to help, but waited till he was nearly beaten to death before reluctantly intervening, infuriating!
“Stop dawdling, if you’re not dead, get up and work.” Xue Yinzhou tossed off this line, his figure vanished like a phantom, followed by a wave of wails from the enemy camp ahead.
Sensing the surging and even stronger power within him, his fighting spirit soared, rushing into the enemy camp.
The two joined forces to clean up the remains at the West City Gate.