"Oh heavens!"
"Lord Ruthless Wolf has fallen in battle!"
"Fallen? He was obliterated in an instant!"
"What do we do?"
"Think of something, quick!"
The city walls had already descended into chaos after Ruthless Wolf's death, like ants scurrying on a hot pan.
Gou Da and Gou Er, in particular, had shrunk into a corner of the wall, trembling in terror.
"What’s all this panic for?"
Silver Snake, the ultimate sycophant of Lord Evil Wolf, stepped forward boldly.
"Though Lord Ruthless Wolf was defeated, we still have Lord Evil Wolf as our pillar of strength!" Silver Snake barked. "Look at him—has Lord Evil Wolf shown even a hint of panic?"
At his words, the crowd hurriedly turned their gaze to Evil Wolf.
Indeed.
Lord Evil Wolf stood as steadfast as ever, not a trace of fear on his face despite the death of his twin brother, Ruthless Wolf.
He remained tall and unshaken, immovable as a mountain.
The panicked crowd immediately found solace in his presence.
Admiring glances swept toward him.
Truly, Lord Evil Wolf was the master of Demon City. Even with Ruthless Wolf annihilated in an instant, he showed not a shred of cowardice—a true paragon among wolves.
However.
Beneath the shroud of dark mist, Evil Wolf’s hands trembled, his lips turning purple.
His teeth chattered uncontrollably.
The reason he stood so still was simple: witnessing Ruthless Wolf’s instant death had petrified him.
The others couldn’t see his terror—only because the dark mist concealed it.
"Lord Evil Wolf’s composure shows he doesn’t even consider this foe a threat,"
Silver Snake continued his flattery, congratulating himself on his keen perception. What a perfect opportunity he’d seized!
Unlike those fools around him, who only knew how to panic, he alone had recognized Lord Evil Wolf’s unshakable confidence.
"In that case, we humbly request Lord Evil Wolf to step forth and crush this intruder, so we may witness your majesty in action."
"To hell with your nonsense!"
Evil Wolf had finally had enough. With one swipe of his palm, he sent Silver Snake flying off the city wall.
Right now, he was terrified out of his mind.
Damn it, even Ruthless Wolf—stronger than him—had been obliterated in a blink. What good would he be in a fight?
He was busy scheming how to abandon the city and flee unnoticed, and here was Silver Snake yapping nonstop—utterly insufferable.
Still, with so many subordinates watching, he forced himself to maintain his facade.
With a wave of his hand, he led the group away from the walls and back into the hall.
"Ahem…"
"This foe’s strength is indeed beyond our expectations. Ruthless Wolf’s death is a grave loss."
"However, there’s no need for excessive panic. The city gates are fortified by our demonic clan’s forbidden arts. Even I, or Ruthless Wolf in his prime, couldn’t pass through without lifting the seals."
"That human will never breach Demon City!"
From his seat of authority, Evil Wolf reassured his followers.
Fighting that human? Absolutely out of the question.
For now, they’d have to rely on the city gates.
At least the gates were as sturdy as he claimed—they’d hold for some time. Maybe he could use that window to call for reinforcements.
So it wasn’t just empty comfort for his men; he was also trying to steel his own nerves.
With this plan in place, Evil Wolf’s trembling heart settled slightly.
Thank goodness.
At least he hadn’t bolted immediately or completely humiliated himself in front of his subordinates.
Just as he was thinking this—
A wisp of dark mist surged in, materializing into a demonic scout who dropped to his knees in urgency.
"My lord, the gates have been breached!" the scout cried in alarm.
Evil Wolf’s hands trembled again, cold sweat pouring down his forehead in buckets.
Evil Wolf!
Stay calm.
He couldn’t afford to lose face in front of his men now.
Maybe the human would just wander around the city a bit and leave, never making it this far.
Suppressing his terror, Evil Wolf clung to this desperate hope.
But the next moment—
Another shadowy figure rushed in, kneeling in panic.
"My lord, the human has reached the outer city!"
Evil Wolf shuddered violently.
Well… at least he kept his valuables on him. No need to waste time packing—he could flee without delay.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
