Chapter 489 - 381: Mr. Chu, Welcome to the Lighthouse Empire
Florian’s vision blurred, and a black particle landed gently on the tip of his nose.
His body jolted, and an unprecedented, bizarre sensation washed over him.
He felt as though he were watching the entire world begin to twist and warp in that instant,
like a giant mirror struck with tremendous force, shattering into countless pieces in an instant.
The fragments glittered with an eerie light,
spinning and weaving before his eyes before slowly dissipating,
and vanishing completely into endless darkness.
To outside observers, however, Florian’s fate was even more chilling.
His entire body instantly dissolved into the same black particles,
his once-solid form disintegrating in an instant as if undone by some mysterious force.
The black particles cascaded to the ground like a tide before rapidly sinking into the earth,
as if he had never existed at all.
Chu He watched this unfold, his expression completely placid.
He hadn’t bothered to devour and refine Florian.
Because in his eyes,
Florian possessed no special abilities or valuable information worth the effort of consumption and refinement.
He was merely an insignificant character.
Suddenly, the black particles reversed course. The Qi of Life, combined with the Doctor’s abilities, actually restored Florian in an instant!
"HUFF... HUFF..."
Florian was utterly terrified, his chest heaving like a bellows.
"So, it really does work." Chu He smiled. He had just been conducting a small experiment.
Elsewhere, the battle between Xia Chengli and Uzi was still raging.
Flashes of energy crisscrossed the battlefield, accompanied by an endless roar.
Xia Chengli moved with grace and agility, like a nimble dancer weaving through a storm of attacks.
If not for the wondrous, ghost-like Body Technique she had mastered,
she would have long since been defeated by Uzi’s ferocious and berserk attacks.
Chu He watched the battle from a distance. He could clearly sense that,
since the brutal battle on the Black Continent Grassland,
Uzi, who had barely survived, had made tremendous strides in his power.
His strength was greater, his attacks more savage,
and every move he made carried a berserk aura capable of total destruction.
However, this astonishing progress came at a terrible price.
Uzi’s mind was fractured. His thoughts were chaotic and crazed,
and he acted more and more like a bizarre, malevolent Evil Spirit
rather than a normal human being.
His eyes often glinted with madness and bloodlust,
and he constantly let out terrifying roars, as if possessed by a Demon.
Chu He raised his hand slightly. In an instant, his entire right arm vanished,
dissolving into a sea of black particles.
The particles, like a well-trained legion,
surged toward Uzi from all directions under the control of his will,
instantly surrounding him completely.
An intense fear suddenly gripped Uzi’s heart.
Like a surging tide, it instantly suppressed all the twisted madness within him.
His body began to tremble involuntarily.
He knew, with absolute clarity, that death was silently approaching.
Yet, when his gaze fell upon Chu He’s grim face,
the hatred and rage in his heart erupted like a volcano, once again overwhelming his fear.
His eyes instantly became bloodshot as he screamed maniacally, "I will kill you! I will kill you!"
His voice, filled with endless hatred and resolve, echoed through the heavens.
Like a pack of hungry wolves, the black particles swarmed over Uzi’s body.
In an instant, Uzi’s body began to change bizarrely. Everything except for his head
was disintegrated into black particles, which scattered onto the ground like black sand,
devoid of any pulse or breath of life.
At the same time, Chu He’s powerful Spiritual Power, like an invisible blade, invaded Uzi’s mind.
Chu He knew that Uzi himself was far less important
than the Human Race Supremacy Association behind him.
He attempted to excavate useful information about the association from the depths of Uzi’s memory.
However, when his Spiritual Power actually penetrated Uzi’s mind,
he found only chaos within Uzi’s memories.
It was like a jumble of corrupted code, completely indecipherable.
Fragmented memories and chaotic thoughts were tangled together,
making it impossible to extract anything of use.
Chu He shook his head in resignation, slightly disappointed.
He then slowly withdrew his immense Spiritual Power from Uzi’s mind.
His gaze slowly shifted,
finally settling on Florian, the Clan Leader of the Werewolf Clan, who was standing in the distance.
His eyes held a thoughtful expression, as if he were contemplating his next move.
"What should we do with this guy?"
Xia Chengli asked, her eyes shining with fiery excitement.
Her voice was full of eager anticipation.
"You can’t kill me!
The various factions of the Lighthouse Empire will never allow the Vampire Clan to grow stronger.
If you kill me,
the factions of the Lighthouse Empire will undoubtedly make a move against the Vampire Clan.
Or more precisely, against that student of yours."
Florian was frantic, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
He had keenly detected the killing intent glinting in Chu He’s and Xia Chengli’s eyes,
and his voice trembled with a pleading tone.
"Why?"
Xia Chengli froze, a look of confusion on her face.
Her earlier excitement vanished, replaced by utter confusion.
She couldn’t understand the reasoning at all.
"Because the person in control of the Vampire Clan is Chu He’s student,
and they are not from the Lighthouse Empire.
How could the other factions of the Lighthouse Empire allow
someone who might bring in outside forces to control the Vampire Clan?
That would be like letting the wolf into the sheepfold, wouldn’t it?"
Florian explained hurriedly, his words tumbling out.
He knew his life now hung on their every whim, so he desperately tried to find a way to survive. "I’m willing to coexist peacefully with the Vampire Clan. I can even withdraw from Jinshan City entirely and never set foot here again."
"Those are just empty promises,
and whether you’d honor them is another matter entirely.
In my opinion, a person like you is far less likely to keep a promise than a dead man."
Chu He’s expression was grim, his eyes filled with an unshakeable resolve.
He slowly raised his hand, power faintly gathering in his palm.
It looked as if he was about to end Florian’s life.
Just at that critical moment,
a vast and terrifying wave of energy suddenly emanated from the sky.
The wave, like a surging tsunami, instantly swept across the entire sky.
The brilliant, twinkling stars and the bright moonlight
were snuffed out in an instant, as if wiped away by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace.
In the sky, black clouds churned like a violent tide,
like a terrifying whirlpool emerging from the depths of the sea.
The whirlpool spun at a breathtaking speed,
and gradually, it condensed into a giant face—one that seemed unremarkable yet radiated endless majesty.
This face, formed from clouds,
was like a statue of a deity looking down upon the mortal world.
It gazed down with cold majesty upon Chu He, Xia Chengli, and Florian, the Clan Leader of the Werewolf Clan.
Then, the giant face slowly opened its mouth,
and spoke in a deep, resonant voice, "Mr. Chu, welcome to the Lighthouse Empire."
The voice echoed through the sky, as deafening as thunder, causing the very earth to tremble.