Worlds' Apocalypse Online

Chapter 295: I’m so sorry

Translated by: La0o9

Edited by: Juicetin

Proofreader:? Arya

Seeing the frenzied look on his face, Wang Ming Ze suddenly felt a really bad premonition.

“I’m an Aristocrat of the 9 Lords, the second young master of Wang family” Wang Ming Ze showed a sincere look signature to that of politicians and spoke: “Trust me, I can give you whatever you want, as long as you let me go”

Saying so, he tried to look around to ask for help, but saw that no more security guards or personnel appear.

Shit, how did this happen!

I know there are many people who hold a grudge against me, but none of them could ever get this close to me.

But how the fuck did a Man Killer Fiend manage to hold a grudge!?

He seems to be quite special for a Man Killer Fiend, being able to keep his sanity…

But he’s still definitely going to die!

Today, both of the strongest Generals in the Confederate are here!

—–but where the hell are they!?

Fuck being bureaucratic, quickly come and save me!

Wang Ming Ze was silently cursing them in his mind.

…

The sky.

The Interstellar Warship was still slowly approaching.

The sky further above the Interstellar Warship.

Sea Emperor Li Dong Yuan and Martial Saint Zhang Zong Yang were standing side by side, feeling extreme pressure as if facing a tough enemy.

The Murder Clown was standing across from them, carrying a sword on its shoulder.

“What a faker” Zhang Zong Yang scoffed at him.

“The Murder Clown? We’ve all heard of you, pray tell, what did you come to the Confederate for this time?” Li Dong Yuan asked.

Despite talking, they didn’t let their guard down for even a single bit.

They’ve both seen the footage.

The strength that the Clown showed was incredible.

Not to mention that strange ability to control all the Holo-Brains in the world…

They’ve already noticed the commotion below at the congress building, but that’s only a Man Killer Fiend.

A very strong Man Killer Fiend, no doubt.

But in the end, with the two Generals as well as countless Mechs and the Interstellar Warship are here, they’d still be able to deal with it regardless of what happens.

The Murder Clown they’re dealing with here is a much more mysterious existence.

No one could predict what would happen when it appears.

And meeting the Clown in person is nothing like seeing it through the live footage.

As both of the Generals were 5th stage powerhouses, they can feel the Clown’s power.

An invisible wave of energy was emitting from the Clown, as deep and heavy as the sea, yet not unlike that of a wild beast stalking its prey, capable of exploding into a force that’ll destroy everything.

The more they felt it, the more they noticed its powers harmonized with the heaven and earth.

Facing the Clown felt like facing against the world itself.

The Generals couldn’t arbitrarily leave, and definitely couldn’t let their guards down.

[Why so serious, the both of you? I’m only passing by, nothing but a mere coincidence] the Murder Clown answered very lightly.

Both the Martial Saint and the Sea Emperor saw the seriousness in each other’s eyes.

“Then let go of your weapon!” the Sea Emperor shouted.

[Are you serious?] the Clown asked.

“Of course we are, we can talk about whatever you want after you let go of that weapon, otherwise, don’t say we didn’t warn you” the Martial Saint spoke.

[Alright ——–] the Clown let go.

He very casually tossed his sword out.

The sword cut through the wind as it dropped, but was falling downward faster and faster like normal.

The two Generals’ expressions relaxed for a second.

Then a loud sound of impact came.

Followed by a cloud of smoke and fire that rose to the sky.

The Generals’ expressions changed and hurriedly looked below.

What they saw was that the sword had landed on the Interstellar Warship and happened to strike right at the Warship’s main thruster.

In the following moments, the entire Warship was quickly sinking into the canal below.

The weight of a sword 86,370,000 tons combined with terminal velocity, even the most advanced technological weapon had no choice but to fall under its might.

[How unfortunate, seems like I shouldn’t have listened to you after all]

The Clown waved its hand lightly as the sword once again flew back up and into the Clown’s hand.

“You monster”

The Martial Saint was eyeing it with a never-before serious expression.

A single sword managed to take down one of the largest sized Interstellar Warships into a canal, a feat completely beyond human understanding.

And with a simple wave of its hand, the weapon even flew back without being controlled

Completely unbelievable!

[Hey now, don’t blame me for it, you guys were the one who told me to drop my sword] the Clown acted innocent.

“No, you’re not the Murder Clown” the Sea Emperor suddenly said.

[Now why would you say that?] the Clown asked.

“Your speech, expression, presence and gestures, everything is different” the Sea Emperor replied.

“Now that you mention it, I also feel the same” the Martial Saint agreed.

[Quite the observation skills you got there. Correct, I’m not the Murder Clown] the Clown admitted.

“Then who are you?”

[I’m his big brother]

Gu Qing Shan started speaking with a dignified low tone of voice: [There are a total of 5 of us, 4 males, 1 female. We will appear one by one as the world descends further and further down the abyss, until one day, when all 5 of us shall appear at once, you will see a sight like you’ve never seen before]

“What exactly will we see?” the Sea Emperor couldn’t help but ask.

[You will see 5 clowns!] Gu Qing Shan answered with absolute seriousness.

“…” the Sea Emperor.

“…” the Martial Saint.

In the air, Gu Qing Shan was being shamelessly unreasonable to buy time.

While the true Clown was on the ground, enacting his vengeance.

The speech podium.

Ye Fei Li was coldly murmuring: “If you didn’t like her, you could’ve told me, it’s fine, I could have taken her away”

“But why did you have to hit her?”

“Why did you bully her?”

“Why did you push her off from so high above!?”

“WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT! TO TREAT A HELPLESS GIRL LIKE THAT!?”

With each sentence, he ripped off another part on Wang Ming Ze’s flesh.

“I’m sorry, I’m very sorry!” Wang Ming Ze was screaming, crying while begging.

He’s already soaked red in his own blood, wounds opened up on every part of his body.

Maybe he couldn’t stand this type of cruel torture, or he knew that there were no longer any chance of him being let go, Wang Ming Ze started to curse back in spite.

“I don’t care who you are, you will pay for this with your life! I am the Wang family’s second young master, our entire clan will move the Confederate to hunt you down, kill you and then all of your family!”

Ye Fei Li completely ignored his words, still rending off the flesh on his body, piece by piece.

While cutting, he was still mumbling: “She had always acted so strong, so brave, even that first picture we took together, she was the one who asked me”

“But in that moment, I saw the nervousness and fear in her eyes”

“Yeah, she’s actually quite the coward, she’s afraid of too many things… She once told me, that day was the bravest moment of her entire life”

“And since that is so, if someone were to die in front of her, she’ll probably be scared too”

“So I won’t bring you before her grave”

“You can go to hell right here”

Ye Fei Li’s hand pierced into his victim’s chest, squeezed the thumping thing inside and pulled it out.

“NoOOoO!”

Wang Ming Ze shrieked in despair, a look of disbelief was still in his eyes.

Today was supposed to be the most glorious day of my life.

After everything today was arranged, I would have reached the very top of the food chain, becoming a Confederate congressman.

I still have so much to live for.

But now, I’m going to die.

Wang Ming Ze spat out blood, gasping, muttering: “It’s only… a woman… why would you…”

He fell down, no longer alive.

Ye Fei Li knelt down on one knee on the speech podium. historical

Holding the still-beating heart in one hand, he rubbed his eyes with the other.

The terrifying skeletal wings started retracting, silently covering himself up.

He was sobbing, crying.

In that moment, he felt like he has returned to that fateful day.

A young girl brought him a bottled drink, appeared nervous while smiling and hopefully looking at him had asked to take a photo together.

Ye Fei Li couldn’t control his tears anymore, whimpering in a low voice: “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t protect you”