"Hurry! Get inside and see what’s going on! We have to evacuate the officials imdiately!"
The sound of frantic footsteps echoed from outside. A combat squad stationed near the manor had arrived as reinforcents.
However, the mont they reached the main entrance, they were t with an exceptionally grueso scene.
The once-luxurious interior was now stained crimson with blood. Bodies were strewn across the floor, and every single one of them was headless.
It was as if their heads had been smashed like ripe waterlons on the ground, bursting into countless fragnts.
One could only tell from their attire that these had been the powerful n who, just a short while ago, decided the fates of many with a re wave of the hand—dignitaries who held extrely prominent positions in Japan.
Even for professional soldiers, they had been born in an era of peace. Faced with such a gory scene, many still felt their stomachs churn with a powerful sense of revulsion.
Dead. They were all dead. All the key dignitaries had beco headless ghosts!
And standing among this field of headless corpses was a tall figure shrouded in blood-red flas, looking just like a Demon God in the heart of Purgatory.
As if sensing the soldiers’ gazes, the figure turned. Its eyes were calm, yet they held a domineering ferocity that seed capable of looking down upon the entire world.
SHUFFLE SHUFFLE SHUFFLE!!
In that instant, the soldiers couldn’t help but take several steps back, instinctively raising their rifles.
"Are you going to make a move? Life’s choices are very important. Make the wrong one, and there’s no turning back. As for killing you... I’m not particularly interested."
Yi Beidou spoke with a smile, completely unfazed by the threat of their gun barrels as he strode toward the soldiers at the entrance.
"D-Don’t move!"
The squad captain, already drenched in a cold sweat, yelled, his voice trembling.
However, Yi Beidou had no intention of stopping. He continued his advance, the terrifying pressure crashing down on them in waves, like a collapsing mountain.
AHHH!!
A sudden scream erupted from the squad, startling the others so badly they nearly pulled their triggers. They whipped their heads around to see a soldier drop his rifle and sprint away, screaming.
The imnse pressure had snapped his mind.
The battle just now had made them understand that a monster like this was simply impossible to defeat.
Once the first man broke, a second followed, and the squad’s morale seed to crumble in an instant.
After all, the dignitaries were already dead. They had no desire to throw away their own lives in a pointless sacrifice.
Just then, Yi Beidou reached the doorway, and the captain’s rifle was already pressed against his stomach.
But neither the squad captain nor the remaining soldiers who hadn’t fled had the courage to pull the trigger.
The only reason they hadn’t fled was because their honor and dignity as Warriors were fighting against their instincts. As a result, however, they had entered a state of paralysis.
"Do you have a phone? Let borrow it."
Yi Beidou asked, looking at the captain who was drenched in sweat. His tone was as casual as if he were borrowing a phone from a stranger on the street.
"I... I do."
That one simple, calm sentence instantly shattered the Japanese captain’s last line of ntal defense.
He dropped his rifle, reached into the pouch at his waist, and took out his phone. Instinctively, he held it with both hands, offering it to Yi Beidou with the utmost respect.
"Record a video for ," Yi Beidou said, not taking the phone.
"O-Okay."
Once a person’s ntal defenses are broken, they can no longer muster a single shred of rebellious will. All that remains is submission, with head bowed low.
It is the sa with animals.
This is "taming."
"I’m ready. Could I ask you to step back a bit?" the captain said respectfully after opening the cara app.
Yi Beidou nodded and took two steps back.
The once-tense standoff now seed to possess a kind of absurd harmony.
"Okay, I’m recording now," the captain said respectfully.
"I ca to Japan solely to engage in an exchange of the Martial Arts Dao. I have hard no civilians. Life and death are decided by skill alone. But if you mobilize your army, then I don’t mind starting a massacre. This incident is not over. If your Japanese governnt does not give an explanation, my actions will not stop. And to those high-and-mighty leaders of Japan, do not think you can escape my Dharma Eye by hiding behind the scenes. Are you prepared to die?"
After hearing Yi Beidou’s words, the captain and his n were all drenched in sweat.
"You have a social dia account, right? Post it online," Yi Beidou said after telling the captain to stop recording.
"Yes..."
At this point, the captain had lost all will to resist. Resigned to his fate, he uploaded the video to his social dia page right in front of Yi Beidou.
Yi Beidou gave it a casual glance and paid it no further mind.
’This video might not spread quickly, and it might soon be strictly censored, but that’s not important. As long as the elites of Japan and the higher-ups of the relevant global organizations see this video, my purpose will have been served.’
"Well then, gentlen. Until we et again."
Yi Beidou spoke calmly as a powerful aura emanated from him. The soldiers at the entrance scrambled to clear a path. With a flash, Yi Beidou’s figure streaked across the night sky as an afterimage, vanishing from the soldiers’ sight in an instant.
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