“What do you guys think Black Star is planning, specifically keeping that annoying bastard around?”

As the many Super-A Grades walked out of the conference room, they left along the corridor. Hunter-Daylight’s miniature body floated in the air, following the crowd, as he asked in a muffled voice.

Kant shrugged, fiddling with the thrusters on the back of Manison’s remote Avatar, not taking it seriously as he said, “Definitely nothing good.”

Secret Master glanced down at the glow of his enchanted tattoos and said faintly, “I just performed a divination. Dylron’s luck is dim, as if a bloody disaster awaits him.”

“Hmm, then it seems Black Star is preparing to settle accounts with him, teach him a lesson. That guy deserves a beating.” Hunter-Daylight smacked his lips and chuckled.

Just as the group was speculating, a loud explosion suddenly erupted from behind!

Boom!

A violent shockwave from the explosion suddenly came from behind, making everyone stagger.

The many Super-A Grades turned their heads in surprise and saw that the corridor they had come from had already been blown into a sky full of fragments. The center of the explosion was the conference room, which had now become a huge hole. The change in internal and external pressure burst out with astonishing suction, sucking out a large pile of debris. Two streams of light intertwined with each other rose into the sky, instantly rushing into the universe.

The group looked up in surprise and found that in the sky, arcane energy was erupting and magic power was surging. Han Xiao was already fighting with Dylron. His black robe swirled, shooting out deep blue arcane energy, which collided in mid-air with the spells constantly released by Dylron, bursting out rings of dazzling brilliance.

“Whoa, they’re fighting!”

“Hit him hard, Black Star! I’m supporting you spiritually!”

“Count me in, punch him a few times for me.”

Whether they were members of the association or direct descendants of civilizations, they all gathered back at this moment, looking up at the two fighting in the sky through the open hole.

Given Dylron’s unpopularity, he was naturally isolated and helpless. No one went up to take sides. Everyone had a look of watching a play, their faces full of schadenfreude, watching this annoying guy get beaten.

In outer space, Dylron kept trying to distance himself, but he was always stuck on by Han Xiao. Because it was a sudden attack at close range, Dylron was caught off guard and in a hurry. He took several heavy punches to the face, and his fair cheeks were slightly swollen, showing dark blue bruises.

Dylron hurriedly sacrificed a magical artifact, and magic power circulated along the complex circuit. An Elven secret technique was released, and slender blue-green ribbons of light stretched out rapidly, densely packed. The light almost solidified into substance, wrapping around Han Xiao’s hands and feet in circles, flashing countless Elven runes.

Taking advantage of the brief control time, Dylron quickly activated the short-range Flicker enchantment, and with a flash of light, he pulled away a large distance. He hurriedly raised his hand to cast a spell, constructing a long-range spatial teleportation gate.

He was unwilling to sit still and wait for death, and he had not yet determined a winner with Han Xiao. At the moment, he just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

However, just as the space gate emitted a spark, Han Xiao tore apart his control magic, shattered his magical artifact, and instantly flickered to Dylron’s side with a Void Jump.

In the next moment, an elbow strike condensed with impact arcane energy slammed heavily on Dylron’s magic shield, and the powerful force instantly shattered it into a sky full of light chips. The iron elbow, with its remaining momentum, slammed heavily on Dylron’s chest.

Dong!

A muffled vibration instantly spread out from the point of impact. Dylron’s eyes bulged out, and he only felt a huge force almost flatten his internal organs. His chest caved in, and his back suddenly bulged, with large pieces of bones breaking.

“Cough—”

A surge of blood rushed to his throat, and Dylron involuntarily coughed out a mouthful of blood mist. Enduring the pain, he quickly activated the phase-shift spell, instantly exempting himself from Han Xiao’s subsequent headbutt.

But before he could take the opportunity to cast a spell, a mechanical palm wrapped in a pale white light quickly attacked. The force field emitted by the phase stabilization device instantly neutralized his spell, and the large hand immediately grabbed the entity, clasped his throat, and then a storm of dense fist shadows quickly magnified in Dylron’s vision.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

In just the blink of an eye, Dylron could not count how many punches he had taken to the face. He only felt that his head had become a punching bag that was being frantically hit, with pieces of it caving in. The whole thing was瘪 biě d (deflated) in a circle. Streams of force passed through his skin, muscles, and bones, and penetrated deep into his brain. His brain matter was almost shaken into a foamy substance.

“Get away from me!”

Dylron gritted his teeth, and magic power poured into his mind along a specific circuit, stimulating his spirit. The dizzying negative state was cleared, and he regained his focused state for casting spells. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and performed a five-fold instant cast.

Amidst the colorful flow of magical brilliance, five spells instantly formed a combo. A shield specifically for defending against melee attacks was regenerated, barely blocking a few consecutive hits. Then, a Disengagement spell got rid of the control, followed by a high-level Stasis spell to hinder Han Xiao for an instant, and then a shockwave of exploding magic power pushed him away. He then slid away with a Starlight Escape technique, once again creating distance.

Finally having a chance to breathe, Dylron quickly activated the Elven race’s healing secret technique to repair his body’s injuries. But after suffering a series of heavy blows, his originally handsome face was now swollen into a pig’s head with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and the swelling was slow to subside.

“Although Dylron is annoying, he still has some ability. It’s a pity that this time his opponent is an out-of-spec guy. He’s definitely out of luck.”

The many Super-A Grades below whispered while watching the show.

Peak Super-A Grade mages were known for their abundant methods. As an arcane master who had left his name in history, Dylron naturally knew countless spells. Unfortunately, these tricks could only allow him to prolong his life for more time and had no other use. As a peak Super-A Grade, Han Xiao’s energy level far exceeded his.

Seeing Dylron being beaten, everyone’s enthusiasm rose. If it weren’t for their status, someone might have cheered loudly… If they didn’t know Han Xiao’s details, after seeing the close-quarters suppression just now, everyone would have thought Dylron was being beaten by a Martial Artist.

At this time, Han Xiao gathered his strength and shattered the runes of the high-level Stasis spell. He raised his hand and summoned the Dimensional War Camp. A black mass of troops instantly surged out, finally switching to the Mechanic’s style.

Dylron’s heart trembled. He didn’t dare to be distracted again, and his incantations were chanted rapidly. One powerful forbidden spell after another came out of his hands, transforming into a magic turret, bombarding the continuous mechanical army. In the black sea of machinery, colorful but deadly explosions of light burst out.

However, Han Xiao’s current mechanical combat troops’ performance was already extremely astonishing, and they also had the blessing of ultra-high affinity mechanical force. Dylron simply couldn’t mow down enemies like grass. The sturdiness of the small soldiers was like Nightmare difficulty had been turned on. Most of the attacks were blocked by the shields and armor of the mechanical troops.

Switching to the Mechanic’s group-fight mode, the battle entered the rhythm that Han Xiao was familiar with. Dylron was trapped in a tight encirclement, and he couldn’t get rid of it no matter how he charged left and right. The mechanical troops strangled back and forth, like a rag wiping away a stubborn stain.

After enduring one impact after another, Dylron’s aura slowly slid from its peak, gradually weakening. He tried to open a stable teleportation gate again and again, but all of them were dispersed by the fluctuations of the spatial device.

He had already reached the end of his rope, struggling to be submerged in the black sea of machinery, relying on the endless stream of magic, but he only lasted for most of a day.

Finally, the flickering magic shield could no longer resist the attacks of the Apostle Weapons and shattered with a bang.

Chi, chi, chi!

In the next instant, beams of laser light penetrated his body, leaving scorched penetrating wounds. His body was almost turned into a hornet’s nest.

However, although mages were squishy, the vitality of a peak Super-A Grade was not so easy to destroy. He still had a breath left, on the verge of death.

Han Xiao waved his hand, ordering several Apostle Weapons to escort the battered Dylron and fall together with him into the broken conference room, arriving in front of the many Super-A Grades who had been watching the battle and had not left.

Everyone looked at Dylron’s miserable state and secretly rejoiced. Dylron’s personality was just that he had no friends.

Hunter-Daylight floated to Dylron’s head, grabbed a tuft of hair, and ruthlessly pulled it off, clicking his tongue and saying, “Weren’t you very arrogant? Say another foul word and let me see?”

“He’s been beaten up by you. Hopefully, he’ll learn to be low-key in the future.” Beyer shook his head.

Aurora couldn’t bear it. She raised her hand and grabbed a ball of life energy, asking, “Do you need me to heal him?”

Han Xiao waved his hand and said casually, “There’s no need. I’m just about to kill him.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere changed slightly, and everyone’s smiles immediately disappeared, revealing surprise.

They had always thought that Han Xiao was just teaching Dylron a lesson, so they were happily watching the show, but now they realized that Han Xiao wanted his life. The nature of the matter was different, and everyone’s expressions immediately became serious.

“You’re going to kill him? Although this guy is quite annoying, it’s not enough to deprive him of his life, right?” Hunter-Daylight asked in a puzzled tone.

Oulu echoed, exclaiming in surprise, “This guy is a good fighting force. Since he’s willing to participate in the war, why kill him? Besides, you’ll have to revive him sooner or later. Isn’t this redundant… Are you saying you don’t plan to revive him?!”

For a time, many people spoke up, expressing their opposition in a jumble of voices.

Annoying as he was, most Super-A Grades didn’t want to kill Dylron. It wasn’t because they had any friendship, but mainly because it involved their own interests… Although the Sanctuary Revival was their lifeline, no one wanted to see Black Star relying on this point to demand whatever he wanted from the Super-A Grades and kill people at will.

Han Xiao glanced at everyone, not at all surprised.

The truth about the Sanctuary Revival was a double-edged sword. The Super-A Grade group tolerated him controlling it because he was strong enough, which didn’t mean they had become good babies.

From beginning to end, these Super-A Grades were a group of untamed beasts, watching him with fierce eyes.

The opportunity for eternal life was very tempting. Some Super-A Grades could put down their arrogance, but they would not completely give up their dignity and bottom line. It was best if everyone was at peace. Everyone was also willing to follow his instructions within the scope of their bottom line, but if he went too far, then the Super-A Grade group would not submit and remain indifferent.

The starting point of exchanging participation in the war for a revival slot was to fight against outsiders, which was a reasonable requirement, so everyone could accept it. But it didn’t mean that the Super-A Grade group unconditionally obeyed all instructions. Although everyone cherished the opportunity for eternal life, they hadn’t really become subordinates who were completely controlled by others.

Once the truth about the Sanctuary Revival was made public, it was no longer a personal thing. Instead, it was a public interest in the eyes of the Super-A Grade group. It could be controlled by one person, but it could not be tolerated being completely privatized.

If he wanted to use this channel to seek absolute control over the Super-A Grade group, then the likely result would be the Super-A Grade group joining forces to seize control of the Sanctuary Revival, even if it meant mutual destruction.

Either fight against all the heroes alone, or win over a group of Super-A Grades to deal with the rebels, no longer reviving troublemakers. In that case, it would be the route of the Star Cluster Alliance.

Han Xiao was well aware of this and didn’t plan to control everyone. He slowly said, “Dylron has repeatedly undermined internal unity and is an unstable factor. This time, he led people to leave the association, which has already proved his instability. What if he accidentally leaks information? Considering that he took the initiative to come back, I’ll reduce his punishment. But for the sake of the war situation, I plan to temporarily send him to the Netherworld. He’ll enjoy normal revival treatment after the war ends.

Everyone can bear witness here to prevent me from going back on my word in the future.”

Hearing this, everyone quieted down, exchanging glances with each other, each pondering.

What they opposed was killing people for no reason, not that people couldn’t be killed. They felt that Black Star’s statement made some sense.

Recalling Dylron’s performance, letting this foul-mouthed guy enter the Netherworld for a period of self-reflection might be a good choice. The world would be half quieter.

Thinking of this, everyone retreated, no longer obstructing.

Seeing this, Dylron was completely desperate, coughing out a large mouthful of charred blood, his aura weakening.

“Since everyone has no objections, then I’ll do it.”

Seeing this, Han Xiao turned his head and signaled to the troops.

Puchi!

In the next moment, You Zu’s spear pierced through the back of Dylron’s head, passing through his skull, annihilating his last bit of vitality.

Hela immediately raised her hand, capturing Dylron’s soul, and then disappeared from the spot with Aurora, entering the Netherworld to transform Dylron’s spiritual body.

Han Xiao looked at Kesuye, pointed at the hole in the ceiling, and said, “Don’t forget to find someone to repair the conference room.”

After saying that, he put on the Emperor’s suit and teleported away with a whoosh.

Watching the mechanical troops drag away Dylron’s corpse, the many Super-A Grades present secretly felt a chill.

After thinking about it for a while, everyone felt that Black Star had deliberately killed Dylron in front of them, seemingly to establish his authority. Black Star’s subtext was to show that although he didn’t want to use the revival slots to control the Super-A Grade group, he also didn’t want everyone to feel that they could do whatever they wanted with the Sanctuary Revival, indicating that he wouldn’t be responsible for other people’s mistakes.

Originally, everyone was quite excited to have obtained Black Star’s promised unlimited revival slots by expressing their willingness to participate in the war. But now, they had finally calmed down, and some dangerous thoughts that had sprouted in secret were once again put on a leash.

The group composed themselves and dispersed with their own thoughts.

…

On the other side, in the Netherworld dimension.

Dylron’s soul floated in mid-air. Hela and Aurora were mobilizing the power of the Netherworld, continuously injecting it into Dylron’s body, transforming his spiritual existence. The Nine Kings of the Netherworld were eating melon seeds and watching from the sidelines.

With a flash of light, Han Xiao teleported over. As soon as he appeared, he attracted Dylron’s enraged gaze.

“Black Star! I took the initiative to come back to participate in the war, but you killed me. I swear I’ll never rest until we’re both dead!”

Dylron cursed and gnashed his teeth.

Han Xiao didn’t take it seriously, clicking his tongue and saying, “You looked half-dead just now, but after dying, you’re full of energy.”

“You’re shameless! You have no face! I believe you really are blind! I…”

Before he could finish speaking, Hela expressionlessly silenced him, and no matter how Dylron opened and closed his mouth, he couldn’t make a sound.

Han Xiao shrugged and turned to look at Solokin and the others, saying, “This guy will be the tenth Netherworld King in the future. You guys should train him more, let him reflect more on what it means for disaster to come from the mouth.”

His seniority had risen again. Solokin was in a good mood and asked curiously, “How’s this guy’s strength?”

“Peak Super-A Grade mage, former Holy King of the Elves. His combat power is quite good. You might not even be his match. He’s only a little worse than me,” Han Xiao said casually.

“This year’s new recruit has good qualities,” Solokin replied like an old man.

Han Xiao ignored him and turned to look at Dylron, who was silently roaring, his eyes flashing.

In this way, the Netherworld Kings would make up the Ten Great Vajras. With such a “lively” guy, it was estimated that Solokin and the others’ lives would be more “colorful.”

No longer watching the spirit transformation ceremony of the two sisters Hela, Han Xiao opened the interface and looked at the mission list. Dylron’s Super-A Grade challenge mission was shining brightly.

“Mage… I wonder what ability I’ll draw…”