Chapter 54 White Light

A white pillar of light soared into the sky from behind, almost illuminating everything around it.

It was the first time Fang Yue had ever seen such dazzling light.

The strangest thing was that the range illuminated by the white pillar of light just happened to cover the entire Gu Yue Village, all the way to the edge of the village entrance.

But at the edge of the village, the intense white light seemed to suddenly lose its power, becoming dim and lackluster, unable to extend even a bit further.

Almost at the instant the white pillar of light shot into the sky, Madam Chen suddenly stiffened, stopped, and stood on the roof, abruptly turning her head to look back.

"Impossible…"

At that moment, her expression changed drastically for the first time.

Madam Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and her face turned deathly pale, as if she had seen something unbelievably terrifying.

Even the trembling reached Fang Yue through her fair right hand.

Fang Yue was very familiar with this kind of reaction from Madam Chen.

Every time he had a creepy feeling, he looked like this!

She was actually afraid?

What exactly was that white light?

Since they were already quite far away, Fang Yue could only see a mass of small black dots, despite his best efforts to look.

Trying even harder, Fang Yue barely made out some clues.

The villagers in the center of the earth's core seemed to be doing an action…

More tiny knife marks arrived at this moment, but they were silently drowned out by the figure raising a hand, without making a sound.

This moment of exchange and pause was very brief.

But both Fang Yue and Madam Chen clearly saw the person's appearance.

Dressed in fluttering blue clothes, with frost on his hands, holding a wooden sword, standing on the roof.

It was actually…

"Lord Han!"

Fang Yue shuddered with excitement.

"Old Man Han!"

Madam Chen shuddered in fright.

Fang Yue rushed forward, while Madam Chen retreated violently.

The surrounding scenery blurred, and he was dragged by Madam Chen's strange power like a candle in the wind, swaying up and down as he retreated a great distance.

The sudden acceleration made Fang Yue dizzy from the bouncing, extremely uncomfortable, like having 3D motion sickness.

Amidst the blurry scenery, Fang Yue vomited on the ground. Only after feeling a little better did he suddenly realize that Madam Chen had stopped at some point.

No, she hadn't stopped.

But rather…

Her chest had a wooden sword inserted through it, piercing from her back to her front.

"It's been a long… cough! Time, since I've done such… cough… strenuous exercise."

She coughed twice in one sentence.

Lord Han's voice slowly rang out at this moment.

"Lord, Lord Han!"

Fang Yue quickly broke free from Madam Chen's hand and looked back along the wooden sword.

At the end of the hilt was a thin, withered, pale right hand, covered with some frost.

The owner of the right hand was none other than the familiar Lord Han!

"Lord Han! You, you, you, you, I, I…"

Fang Yue excitedly looked at his savior, with many questions in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

It wasn't until the corner of his eye caught sight of the motionless Madam Chen beside him that he remembered to ask the most important thing first.

"Lord Han, what's wrong with her? Is she frozen? Let me finish her off!"

Finish her off?

Lord Han looked somewhat puzzled upon hearing this word, but he soon smiled and shook his head.

"Xiao Yue, you don't need to be afraid. She's already dead."

Dead?

Dead…

Dead?!!

Fang Yue's mind was initially a bit muddled, somewhat confused, and he didn't quite understand what Lord Han meant.

When he truly understood, a storm surged in his heart!

He widened his eyes and looked at Lord Han in disbelief.

"Dead?! What do you mean dead?"

"Dead… means dead."

"But! But you, you only used one sword!"

Lord Han covered his mouth and coughed twice, then smiled.

"Against this kind of evil, I only need one sword… but I don't have many chances to use my sword anymore."

After saying that, Lord Han's expression became a bit dim, and he suddenly couldn't help but cough a few more times, even bending over.

But Fang Yue didn't notice this, because his mind was constantly echoing the first half of Lord Han's words.

Against this kind of evil, I only need one sword…

One sword…

One sword!

Hiss—

Coming back to his senses, Fang Yue couldn't help but gasp, looking at Lord Han with the same eyes that other players looked at him.

Monster!

A true monster!