Lord of End of World

This cry snapped the dazed Bao Long and Kang Zhengyuan back to reality. They couldn’t care less about Gong Yuanhang or the fleeing slaves. They immediately retreated behind the crowd and yelled out commands, "What are you doing? Ah! All of you go and kill him!"

Everyone returned to reality. They hesitated for a few moments before rushing all together, trying to kill Dou Heng. This person turned out to be the most powerful thunder ability user and, once triggered, became a third-level high-grade user too! It’s f**king unbelievable! However, no matter how strong he was, he shouldn’t stand a chance against dozens of ability users?! Everyone thought so in their minds.

But imagination was often very different from reality. When they rushed forward, they realized what the power of heaven and earth truly was.

Although it’s the first time to have triggered his ability, for Dou Heng, who had been trained by his family since childhood to become a killing weapon, the instinct of fighting had been carved into his bone marrows and he harnessed this new kind of power with ease. He didn’t need to explore it nor adapt to it at all. He knew how to use this ability by instinct. With his arms held out straight and his fingers fanned out, a light, silver-white lightning burst out from his palm and, like a dragon, rushed towards the dozen or so people who had been rushing towards him without a second thought.

A cracking current flowed into the body of a person before quickly emerging back out and going into another person, spreading wildly among the crowd. Just one lightning knocked everyone to the ground. The people who had rushed to the front had all turned into a charred corpse, exuding the smell of roasted flesh. Others twitched their hands and feet as they foamed from their mouths, unconscious.

Gong Xiangyi had returned to the moment when Dou Heng’s ability awakened in her past life. She quickly summoned the three ability users that had followed them, lifted Father Gong and withdrew from Dou Heng’s battle circle. Father Gong was still vomiting blood. Gong Xiangyi wanted to take him away, but he didn’t dare to move him further from fear of hurting him. Dou Heng, like in her last life, had gone completely mad and, without Wenbo, Haoran and Gong Lixin, who could stop him this time? Holding onto Father Gong’s trembling hand, Gong Xiangyi’s mind fell into unprecedented fear.

Bao Long and Kang Zhengyuan were no less scared than Gong Xiangyi. The two roared into their communicator and summoned their subordinates guarding the entrance to rush over to their rescue with their guns. Right then, they were quite regretful and hated the fact that they chose to make Gong Lixin’s people go out today. They knew that most of his people were top ability users and would’ve been able to kill Dou Heng together. When they lost against each other, then Bao Long and Kang Zhenyuan could take control of the situation.

Unfortunately, it was difficult to buy medicine for regret. And it is even more difficult to know when to buy it. Today, the two could only save themselves.

Although the two’s levels weren’t low, they rarely participated in battle and thus, their moves were very rusty and were not on par with Dou Heng at all. Bao Long threw out a wind blade in a hurry towards Dou Heng whose irises were flowing with a deep violet light. Dou Heng approached the two step by step without any expression on his face, his body covered with small, silvery current. The wind blade hit these currents and dissipated with a bang, as if hitting an invisible wall, posing him no threat at all.

When Kang Zhengyuan saw this, he touched the ground with one hand and turned the sand under Dou Heng’s feet into quicksand, preventing him from moving forward.

After taking a few steps, his legs and feet fell into the soft and abnormal quicksand and couldn’t be pulled out. Dou Heng’s violet eyes were dark and he looked towards Kang Zhengyuan. Kang Zhengyuan became frightened and retracted his hand, about to flee, but suddenly, a lightning flash appeared before him instantly splitting him in half.

Seeing that he could no longer afford to fight, Bao Long turned and ran. Dou Heng’s lip slightly hooked up. He raised his hand and let out a bolt of lightning to chase after Bao Long. This lightning was very thin and the power in it was not strong enough to kill a person, only temporarily paralyze them. Thinking of that man’s extreme verbal insult towards the youth, he didn’t want to let the man die that easily.

Bao Long had just fallen when his reinforcements arrived. Thirty o so ability users saw the violet-eyed man wrapped in silver current and all of them became breathless. They didn’t dare take another step forward.

"Shoot and kill him!" Someone shouted. The group of people raised their guns and fired at Dou Heng. The current flowing around Dou Heng grew thicker and brighter, wrapping him in a silver ball of light, almost competing with the hot sun hanging in the sky in terms of brightness. The bullets hit the wall of light, making ’ping pong’ from the impact.

More than thirty people kept pulling the trigger, but they all had their heads tilted down as they couldn’t look directly at the ball of light shining in front of them. When all the bullets were exhausted, the ball of light gradually faded, revealing Dou Heng’s cold but wild expression. He lifted his chin and his mysterious pair of purple eyes didn’t contain the slightest human emotion as he stared coldly at the people in front of him, as if staring at dead bodies.

"Run!" Seeing that the person who should have been punctured with holes was unharmed, someone shouted before turning to run. As if opening the flood gate, the other stunned people came out of their stupor and immediately turned to flee.

Dou Heng raised his brows, raised his hand to draw down thunder to bombard these people. A million volts current hit a person’s body and created a temperature of more than three thousand degrees in an instant. The person who was directly hit instantly burned to ash. The surrounding people suddenly fell to the ground, their bodies burned black as they breathed their last ragged breath. More than a dozen people were killed instantly, leaving no human body intact.

Dou Heng raised his brows and stepped out of the quicksand. No. It wasn’t quicksand, but a layer of sand baked into glass from the high-voltage current around his body. The layer of crystals let out a crack as he stepped out. He slowly walked to the rock where his clothes were still placed. He first reached out and groped his trouser pockets, fumbling to find the shape of the candy in his pockets. After glancing at it, he then put on his clothes one by one before walking towards Gong Xiangyi.

Gong Xiangyi burst into tears as he watched Dou Heng stepping closer to them. As if she was going up against the heavens, she stepped in front of her father to protect him. The space ability couldn’t contain any living creatures except herself. Thus she couldn’t hide her father, she could only face the other head-on. Supporting Gong Father, the three ability user gently placed him on the beach and resolutely stepped forwards, directly facing the expressionless Dou Heng. If Young Master Gong came back and knew that they couldn’t protect the head, how could they stay alive?

But unexpectedly, Dou Heng’s cold, dark purple eyes overflowed with a gentle light and the current around his body went from dense to thin before completely disappearing. He spread out his hand, signalling that he had no intention of attacking and said with a slightly hoarse and low voice, "I won’t hurt you. Let’s take Chief Gong back first, he needs healing."

The killing intent in the air had dissipated in an instant, leaving Gong Xiangyi and the others in a daze, unable to snap out of it for a long time. Shouldn’t have Dou Heng gone mad and wash Long Snake Island in blood? This, what is this situation? Gong Xiangyi blinked, her mind in chaos. What she didn’t know was that Dou Heng in her previous life had lost his dignity and his pride and self-esteem had been broken. He had already fallen into endless despair simply by living, so he finally abandoned everything and chose to end the world, with his own life included. However, in this life, because of Gong Lixin’s intervention, his dignity still remained high and his pride and self-esteem remained intact. He also had faith and hope in life in his heart now and a person that he wanted to protect as well. He naturally wanted to live well.

When Gong Xiangyi snapped out, she turned her head and looked back, but saw that Dou Heng had carefully picked up Father Gong and smoothly and quickly, ran towards the building on the island. She let go of her doubts and quickly followed behind.

Standing at the edge of the island and seeing the whole battle, none of Bao Long’s and Kang Zhengyuan’s surviving men dared to provoke Dou Heng. Wherever he went, the crowd immediately retreated and the once fleeing slaves immediately calmed down and stood at the edge of the beach, watching the whole process. The situation of Long Snake Island that was about to previously fall apart, was calmed by the cold and indifferent man in front of them.

In the infirmary of the Eastern District of the prison, the medic was giving first air to Father Gong who had fallen into a coma after vomiting blood. He was unconscious, but his brows were still wrinkled tight and he let out low moans and groans from his mouth from time to time, showing that the pain was very severe. The medic had to give him a shot of Du Lengding and, only then did his brows gradually loosened and the corners of his mouth no longer flowed with blood, making the medic wipe the cold sweat on his face. If something went wrong with the chief, he couldn’t explain himself to Young Master Gong.

Gong Xiangyi was sitting beside Father Gong all this time, her white cheeks were stained with tears. She held Father Gong’s hand tightly and didn’t dare to let go of it for even a minute, let alone a second.

Outside the medical office, Dou Heng’s eyes were lowered and, with his right palm spread out, played with the silver-white ball of light with an expressionless face. The light sphere was very bright and quite eye-catching as it constantly made cracking sounds. Even the immense energy contained in it could be felt by Grandfather Lin.

Lin Mao was holding his cane with a sombre expression. He sometimes looked towards the closed door to the infirmary and sometimes looked at the silent Dou Heng, standing like a pine tree in a forest as the light of the ball of lightning was reflected in his violet eyes. He secretly thought, this person was actually one of the most powerful thunder ability users and, seeing the deep and pure colour of his iris, his level was certainly not low. Such a person had been oppressed and driven as a slave. The Heavens really loved to play tricks! However, he was not a person from the Eastern District and Lin Mao didn’t know what his position was.

Thinking up until there, Lin Mao smiled and began to test the field, "Sir, thank you for saving Yuanhang. Your name is?"

"Dou Heng." Dou Heng raised his eyes as he answered. His voice was low and hoarse as he answered, "No thanks needed, it should be me saying it." Then he went back to staring at the ball of light in his hand.

Dou Heng’s mood was complex. He felt speechless, shock, surprised, joy, but more than anything, unparalleled satisfaction. He had imagined countless times that, if he had an ability, how he could stand beside that person. But after all, imagination was imagination. When he woke up, he always felt powerless and the reality of his situation attacked his heart, making him feel suffocated. However, at this moment, all his imagination had become a reality. He really had the ability to protect the youth and everything that the youth wants to protect.

Thinking of that, Dou Heng’s lips hooked up and his cold, purple eyes were gradually stained with soft light as if Spring came to thaw the snow. He clenched his right hand tightly and the silver ball of light sizzled back into his body, dissipating into nothing.

Seeing his control over his lightning ability, Old Lin’s eyes showed his surprise. He chewed on the other’s sentence of ’it should be me saying it’. He felt that this man was not malicious towards the Eastern District and slightly let go of the worry hanging in his heart.

The closed-door of the infirmary was gently opened and an embarrassed Gong Xiangyi walked out with tears staining her face. Faced with Grandfather Lin’s concerned eyes, she wiped away her tears immediately and whispered, "Grandfather Lin, don’t worry. Father is fine and his stomach has stopped bleeding. He’s now fallen asleep so you can go in and see him"

Old Lin nodded and walked in.

Gong Xiangyi looked towards Dou Heng, her eyes still soaked with tears showed her gratefulness. She bowed and said, "Thank you for saving my father."

"Gong Lixin also saved me." Although it was not his life that was saved, it was his dignity and his will to live.

Dou Heng answered, nodded slightly before he turned and left. He met Tan Mingyuan, Wang Tao and the others who hurriedly came around. He didn’t stop though and walked past this group of masters. There was a touch of a suppressing aura around his body, but not much. But it was scary enough. Tan Mingyuan and the others unconsciously opened up the passage and stupidly watched him pass by like an emperor.

Looking at Dou Heng’s tall and upright back, Gong Xiangyi suddenly opened her lips, showing a smile of relief. There were causes and effect in the cycle of events. This upheaval of fate turned out to be the fruit of labour planted by her younger brother. So, can she hope her younger brother returned safely with the Little Demon?

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