Commanding Wind and Cloud

Many streaks of grey energy circling Zence Matten and more had crawled into his ears, nostrils, eyes, and mouth. Some streaks of grey energy had opened his pores and tried to get into his body that way.

Zence Matten suddenly saw many strange scenes flashing before him. A giant troop of grey skeletons moved in a desert and many human warriors battled with them. At this moment, this prince felt like he was a member of the grey skeleton soldiers and he was the leader who was sitting in the golden chariot.

This skeleton troop got everything. Some of them were human skeletons and the others were demon beast skeletons. At this moment, Zence Matten felt like everything was in his control. He felt like he was the emperor who had unlimited power and he could dictate all creatures’ lives.

Compared to the emperor of humans and the king of demons, this emperor was even stronger! It seemed like this emperor could overpower even the gods in the stars.

Zence Matten’s ambition and desire for power quickly expanded in his mind again and again. The warrior heart in his forehead spun at high speed and it gradually turned grey. It wasn’t a golden warrior heart and it wasn’t similar to Qian Jin’s diamond warrior heart; it was something that Qian Jin had never seen before.

At the same time, Zence Matten’s unique spiritual energy skyrocketed. At this moment, he no longer looked dashing and cool. Green veins bulged on his forehead and face, it made him look terrifying and disgusting. It seemed like he had turned into a real undead creature.

Zence Matten’s eyes gradually became hollow but it looked terrifying. He opened his mouth and his cold and majestic voice sounded like it traveled through space and time and was from the prehistoric times. "Who are you? Who is disturbing my sleep?"

’Zence Matten’ instantly looked at Qian Jin and he shouted, "You again? How many times have you destroyed my plans? Today, I, the emperor, will not let you go easily. I will..."

"Will your mom!" Zence Matten raised his heed forcefully and his neck creaked under pressure. As he looked up at the giant mass of grey energy in the air he said, "Daddy... Daddy is... is... the honorable Sixth Prince of the Zence Empire! Daddy... will... will become an emperor who dominates over the world. You want to control my body and turn me into a puppet?"

"Stupid bug, how dare you to try to resist the great undead..."

"I am the honorable Sixth Prince. The pride of a royal will never allow me to submit to you."

"Bow to me! Bug..."

"Go... go f*ck yourself! You made me, a classy man, swear! I will kill all your family in the future!"

"Bug..."

"Bug your mom!"

Zence Matten’s body shook rapidly and his eyes sometimes looked hollow and sometimes normal as his expression changed repeatedly.

"Submit to me, the great Emperor!"

"Submit your mom! I will be the emperor..." Zence Matten didn’t let go of the Heart of Lucifer and he tried his best to pull it out. At the same time, he slowly turned to Qian Jin while his neck creaked and he said, "Qian Jin... I can’t hold it. When I throw the metal sphere to you, kill me... kill me."

Red blood slowly flowed out of Zence Matten’s eyes and different emotions appeared in his eyes every second. However, he continued to say, "Take your bow... pull out your arrow..."

"Qian Jin, I’m your friend! I’m Zence Matten! You can’t kill me."

"Don’t f*cking pretend to be me..."

"Qian Jin, we are friends. You said that..."

"Qian Jin, you are a dumb*ss, but you can tell which one is the real me, right? Later, let me die as the honorable Sixth Prince; Daddy doesn’t want to become a strange undead."

"What should I do?" Qian Jin thought to himself. The initial battled occurred just as Fanta Kunge had planned but what happened after was unexpected. Even though he was the runemaster in the team, he didn’t know that this incident would occur.

Although Qian Jin didn’t know what that mass of grey energy was, he knew that it contained powerful spiritual energy, the same kind of energy that Zence Matten practiced.

Qian Jin wasn’t a mage. He studied magic arrays but he couldn’t do anything about this. Lucifer Lucy was both a warrior and a mage but she also felt helpless since this situation was beyond the normal understanding of mages.

To kill or not to kill?

Qian Jin, who was always decisive and never hesitated, looked at Zence Matten and paused for the first time. This man in front of him was his peer who entered the Demon Empire with him; how could he kill one of his comrades?

Kill? It was easy! One arrow was enough. However, that arrow would put an end to Zence Matten and send him to the stars.

Not kill? At least there would be some hope. Qian Jin could still go into Endless World and ask his teachers for help.

"I will do it!" Cech Flet appeared by Qian Jin’s side, grabbed latter’s special strong bow and instantly targeted Zence Matten who was standing on the giant metal coffin at the center of the underground hall.

Lucifer Lucy looked at Qian Jin with envy. Cech Flet and Qian Jin were friends and were on an equal level, but Cech Flet was also the sharpest and most decisive sword in Qian Jin’s hand.

Whenever Qian Jin was hesitant, this ’sharp sword’ would shoulder all the responsibilities and make the most logical decision.

After spending many days together, the relationships between them grew. Especially when they were inside the Demon Empire, they naturally packed together and moved as a team. action

Cech Flet’s relationship with Zence Matten was also deep, so killing the latter...

Lucifer Lucy sighed and thought, "Cech sure has a heart made of steel."

"I’m the honorable Six Prince Zence Matten. You made me look this bad... How can you control me? Come out!"

A painful scream sounded from the giant metal coffin that the metal sphere was connected to and this scream killed all the runemasters in the underground hall. Even Qian Jin and others who were powerful warriors felt dizzy and wanted to throw up.

Zence Matten pulled out the Heart of Lucifer by force, and he quickly threw it at Qian Jin. With grey blood on it, the Heart of Lucifer spun in the air and flew toward Qian Jin.

"Qian Jin, whatever I owe you..." An unprecedented relieved smile appeared on Zence Matten’s wicked face and he said, "This time, I pay you back the principal and the interest. I don’t owe you anything anymore."

An unprecedented pride also shined on Zence Matten’s face. As a prince, he wanted to recruit Qian Jin as his retinue many times in the beginning but he then wanted to recruit Qian Jin as an Assisting Elder. However, Qian Jin saved him many times on the Frontier and Qian Jin took care of him when they were in the territory of the demons.

The slightly arrogant and proud Zence Matten felt a strong sense of defeat. Although he didn’t show it on the surface, this feeling was lingering around.

Zence Matten might be able to save himself if he let go but he would still owe Qian Jin a lot of favors and he might not be able to repay them.

Zence Matten didn’t like owing other people and he didn’t want to owe Qian Jin anything. Taking the Heart of Lucifer and dying could repay Qian Jin but living wouldn’t.

Without hesitation, Zence Matten chose the first option; he would rather die than owe Qian Jin for the rest of his life.

The giant demon face made of grey energy suddenly spun even faster in the air as if it were greatly injured.

Cech Flet’s eyes squinted and murderous spirit flashed in there. Then, his finger on the bowstring slightly moved.

"No!" Qian Jin suddenly moved and pushed on the bow, making the fast arrow spin and fly to somewhere else.

"Qian Jin, you fool!" Zence Matten suddenly got angry. However, the anger in his eyes was slowly replaced by hollowness, and the anger on his face also weakened. "Fool..."

"No, we can’t kill him," Qian Jin said as he shook his head and looked at Zence Matten whose face turned cold, merciless, majestic, and mighty.

Qian Jin continued, "It was my mistake that put you into this situation. I will bring you back. We can’t kill..."

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Suddenly, several metal objects that were engraved with runes exploded on Zence Matten; even his folding fan exploded.

A massive amount of energy flew into the sky like two sharp swords.

The first sword stabbed into Zence Matten’s forehead, and the other pierced into the demon face in the air.

These two energy swords were about 30 perfect faster than the speed of lightning bolts, and they contained an indescribable, bright, sun-like energy. It seemed like all the righteous energy in the world condensed into these two bright sword energies.

The giant grey demon face was shocked; he didn’t anticipate that such change would occur on Zence Matten. He was focusing on shifting his energy into this new body and was only going to stop when this body was going to explode.

This giant grey demon face screamed and so did Zence Matten.

’Zence Matten’ sounded terrifying, but more of it was anger. "Dragon Zence?"

The energy sword that stabbed into Zence Matten’s forehead turned into lightning and rushed through his body. Like millions of cavalrymen charging around, this energy shattered the grey energy into many small pieces.

In the next moment, the grey energy that invaded Zence Matten’s body exploded. However, when the grey energy went away, it seemed like it didn’t disappear.

Zence Matten’s eyes no longer looked hollow and he fell from mid-air without the support of the grey energy.

Duren Burg stomped his feet and dashed forward to catch Zence Matten who had fainted. This hydra bloodline warrior’s soul realm only covered an area of ten meters around him; he couldn’t teleport for far. Therefore, moving with his feet allowed him to get to Zence Matten faster.