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Spare Me, Great Lord!-Chapter 1282: A Pleasant Dream
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Shu was dumbfounded. It was like how the brave dragon who saved the princess would eventually turn into a massive dragon. The person who stared into the void would eventually become the void. Duanmu Huangqi made sense. Perhaps the old King of Gods did not think that he would walk on the same path and stain his hands with blood when he reincarnated.
“He won’t,” said someone in a powerful tone.
Lu Shu turned and looked at Lu Xiaoyu, who was beside him. He did not think that Lu Xiaoyu would suddenly speak and he did not know why she was so determined either.
Lu Xiaoyu looked at Duanmu Huangqi and coldly said, “If he falls into the abyss, I will personally pull him out!”
Lu Shu laughed and looked at Duanmu Huangqi. “Did you hear that?”
Duanmu Huangqi was in deep thought. “Perhaps no one expected this. I’m shocked that none of you have died today. Indeed, you are different from him. You may think that I fear the Armor that Shook Mountains, but I just don’t want to destroy them. Each of their names are engraved in the chest area of the Armor that Shook Mountains.”
Lu Shu did not understand what this meant. But at the next moment, Duanmu Huangqi suddenly attacked. He approached Lu Shu in one step and aimed a punch at Lu Shu’s chest.
When his ceremonial dress moved, Duanmu Huangqi was like a raging lion. He was a lion that had reached a dead end but continued to fight to the death!
But the moment he stepped into a void, Sparrow Shade had gathered in front of Lu Shu. Lu Shu had never let his guard down. Even if he had a great advantage, he did not want to give his enemy any chances.
Masters were especially speedy when they attacked. The only true masters here were Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu. Lu Shu did not intend to let anyone else attack either.
The next moment, two black daggers fell out from Duanmu Huangqi’s sleeves. His clothes spun. Everyone in the Imperial Dragon Soldiers felt as if the earth was shaking. The entire world seemed to have been flipped upside down.
Zhang Weiyu was shocked. This was Duanmu Huangqi’s killing technique, Black White Reversal! He could immediately turn day into night. He could also turn the sky into the ground without his enemies noticing!
But at that moment, the white flame in Lu Shu’s heart sensed the impending danger and charged towards Duanmu Huangqi! The white flame had come back to life due to the return of Filth Removal. Thus, it was more active and more explosive!
To Lu Shu’s shock, he realized that when the flame appeared, Duanmu Huangqi suddenly stopped attacking. He even had a slight smile on his face as he waited for the flame to land on him.
Why? What was Duanmu Huangqi doing?
Before he could figure it out, the white flame had landed in between Duanmu Huangqi’s eyebrows. Duanmu Huangqi smiled and closed his eyes as he sat on the ground with his legs crossed. It was as if he had entered a dream.
He was calm and composed. It seemed as if he was waiting for this dream.
Lu Shu was dumbfounded. What he wanted now was… a punishment.
Duanmu Huangqi wanted to return to his dream. Was it because his deceased brothers were in that dream?
The punishment was very dangerous. Back then, Lu Shu felt that if he had not overcome the punishment, he would be asleep for the rest of his life. But Duanmu Huangqi was not afraid. He knew that he had reached a dead end.
A long period of time passed. Lu Shu did not step up and kill Duanmu Huangqi.
Duanmu Huangqi’s expression was sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes furious, and sometimes in despair. Lu Shu knew that like him, Duanmu Huangqi must have experienced a new life in the dream.
Lu Shu wanted to know what was happening in the dream. He also wanted to know why Duanmu Huangqi wanted to dream. But he would never find out.
After a full 20 minutes, Duanmu Huangqi opened his eyes. Blood started to stream out of his eyes. Duanmu Huangqi seemed to be looking at Lu Shu. At the same time, he seemed to be looking through Lu Shu and into the distance. He flashed an empty smile. “I hate how I cannot dream for 3000 years. My passion is still burning. Brothers, I’m coming.”
With that, Duanmu Huangqi stopped breathing. He could not overcome this punishment.
A formidable man like Duanmu Huangqi had not died in an intense battle. He had not turned heaven and earth upside down either. He attacked not to kill, but to dream.
This method of dying was very strange. It made Lu Shu feel as if he had punched nothing. But he could not say anything either.
Duanmu Huangqi had sunk deep into power and desire for 1000 years. In the end, he was the most clear-headed in a dream.
Lu Shu could not help but think about it. When were people truly clear-headed? In real life or in a dream? Which was their true self?
Lu Shu let Zhang Weiyu take a breather. Everyone saw a small name at the chest area of the Armor that Shook Mountains. The name was crooked. Lu Shu could even imagine how the person who had written it might not have had any education. He was so nervous that his palm was sweaty when he wrote it.
Once he was done writing his name, he looked up and saw that his brothers were equally clumsy as they sat down and wrote. Thus, they laughed out loud and teased one another. It was as if even their smiles were engraved on the armor.
They fought together and drank together. Then, they waited for time to erode everything and turn everything into sand.
Since then, Duanmu Huangqi changed.
“Bury him alongside the other 99 people.” Lu Shu sighed. “Let him get what he wanted.”
“Yes sir.” Zhang Weiyu saluted.
At that moment, Sun Xunwen carried the head of a West Capital master and came to Lu Shu. “Luckily, we did not fail our mission.”
Lu Shu looked at Sun Xunwen and said, “But I hope that you will not become the next Duanmu Huangqi.”
Sun Xunwen was dumbfounded. He thought that Lu Shu was warning him to be loyal. Thus, he immediately knelt down. “I will never do such an unloyal…”
Lu Shu pulled Sun Xunwen up and interrupted him. “Just be happy.”
With that, Lu Shu walked out. The Imperial Dragon Soldiers followed behind him. Only Sun Xunwen was left standing there with a blank expression. He was the most clear-headed person from the wealthy families in the palace. But for a period of time, he could not understand what Lu Shu was talking about.
Just be happy? To the new king, was happiness more important than loyalty?
Lu Shu stood at the entrance of the West Capital imperial palace and said to Zhang Weiyu, Lu Xiaoyu, Coral, and the others, “I will take my leave first. The rest of you, follow behind at full speed. There are some debts that have not been settled. Time is tight and our mission is important. Thus, you have to work hard.”
No one opposed. The next stop for the Imperial Dragon Soldiers was the palace. They would take about half a month to reach the palace from the West Capital. Even if they went at full speed, they would not reach any faster.
At this moment, Lu Shu was able to go there with a single step. He would go there first to set up.
No one was worried about Lu Shu. Lu Shu did not need anyone to be worried about his safety. They should worry about his enemies instead.