Chapter 1027: The light that pierces the sky

That day, the light of the torches illuminated the night of Wuji.

Angry footsteps kicked up smoke and dust, like a rolling torrent of fate pouring out from the factories. One figure after another rushed past Wu Duo, holding torches high, their voices like thunder, charging toward the Silver Government without hesitation!

Wu Duo, having escaped death, stumbled forward step by step. She stared blankly at the scene before her, as if she were in a dream.

Finally,

As if she had exhausted all her strength, her legs went soft, and she knelt down amidst the surging shouts and torches.

The burning torches lit up the street, and starlike embers drifted in the air. Countless powerful legs ran past her, and the startled cries of the Fire-Tampers rang out in panic:

"Are these people crazy?!!"

"How are they here? What were those Fire-Tampers monitoring the factory area doing?!"

"Damn it, don't you see the blood on these guys' hands?! Those Fire-Tampers are probably already dead!!"

"A riot of hundreds of thousands, how can those low-order Fire-Tampers stop them? With so many people, they could grind them to death just by numbers..."

"They're looking for death!!"

The riot of hundreds of thousands made the Fire-Tampers panic completely. Even Huang He and Lan Yu had ugly expressions... They never expected these people to seek death in this way.

But it was impossible for them to fear these people. Although they could kill those low-order Fire-Tampers, in front of the current Silver Government, let alone hundreds of thousands, even if millions or tens of millions of ordinary people came, they couldn't overturn their rule...

Even without deploying any high-order combatants, just the silver monsters of the Wuji Lord could slaughter these rioting residents to the last one. Not to mention the Arbiters, the Wuji Lord, and even the Silver King.

Those silver monsters standing on the street turned their heads simultaneously to look at the street where the people were swarming, and the next moment they instinctively flew out, charging into the crowd of torches!

The silver blades dragged residual light through the torchlight, extinguishing the flames in the lead into darkness. With every move, a dozen people were hacked into foam, blood and limbs splattered the street, and scarlet began to stain every area of the Wuji Realm...

"Stop!! Don't kill too many!" Huang He rushed out of the church and shouted immediately, "Try to keep them alive! We still need labor!!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the movements of the many silver monsters became sluggish, slowing the pace of the slaughter. This gave more people a chance; they glared with bloodshot eyes, roaring as they charged at the standing silver monsters, using their bodies to carve out a bloody path.

The ribbons of torchlight flowing through the streets seemed to be tearing at some ultimate darkness, blood mixed between darkness and light, shocking to the eye.

No one knew how many people would die this night,

And most of them didn't intend to survive either...

They just didn't want to live like dogs, didn't want to end their lives in silence and pain. This was the limit of what the most ordinary and powerless people could do. To die in the light of the torches, rather than in the suffocating darkness.

Slap—!

A young worker covered in blood took out the playing cards he hadn't finished scattering last time from his pocket, and as if using some evil-repelling treasure, slammed them hard into a Fire-Tamper’s face.

"Screw you, Fire-Tamper!!"

He held a torch in one hand and a steel pipe in the other, smashing it toward the other's face.

Under the human-sea attack, the battered Fire-Tamper cursed angrily and was about to deal a lethal blow, when a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the void!

Thud—!!!

The Eighth-Order Force Divine Path pressure, like a mountain falling from the sky, instantly pressed down on everyone’s heart!

Even the Fire-Tampers who possessed Divine Paths felt their hearts shake, almost falling to the ground... And those ordinary people without power turned pale instantly, their torches and weapons dropping to the ground with a clatter, and they were all pressed to the ground in a sorry state.

The chaotic battlefield fell into dead silence in an instant. All weapons were forcibly suppressed at this moment. Countless terrified eyes in the darkness looked up, seeing the source of that terrifying pressure...

It was a sturdy [Butcher] clutching a butcher's knife.

Not just the [Butcher], the other three Arbiters had already arrived at different positions of the church, suppressing the riots in their respective areas on the front line... Huang He, covered in sweat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A civilian riot, and since they couldn't really kill too many people, using pure pressure to intimidate them was the optimal solution for now.

"Damn it... damn it..."

In the pools of blood, countless people gritted their teeth as they looked at the four figures shrouded in darkness, a deep sense of despair surging in their hearts...

Under the hegemony of absolute power, the desperate resistance of ants only seemed absurd and ridiculous.

"The farce is over."

Huang He walked out of the church. He watched the darkness from the four directions re-shroud the earth and said slowly.

The civilian riot was indeed beyond his expectations, but fortunately, the situation had stabilized. As for how to deal with these people later... he already had ideas.

Just as Huang He was about to turn and leave,

A sudden white light flashed from the end of the long night in the east.

Like a sun-god bird streaking across the land of the Gray Realm, carrying a scorching aura capable of burning everything, it pierced the black sky and instantly blasted through the eastern gate of the Wuji Realm!!!

Its aura was too terrifying; the thick city wall of over ten meters was instantly melted. Breaking the sound barrier felt like tearing space. The moment it appeared, all dust and gravel within several kilometers of its path were swept up, and along with them, the gaze of everyone in the Wuji Realm was attracted.

A white meteor streaked across the sky;

BOOM—!!!

At the critical moment, [The Butcher]’s pupils contracted sharply. He didn't hesitate to raise his butcher's knife, blocking the white meteor,

The moment they collided, his rock-like figure was sent flying, and only after crashing through over ten houses did he barely stabilize his figure... Dust swirled wildly, and the butcher's knife hummed.

A white spear, as if thrown from an opera stage, was only a fraction away from piercing his body. A faint opera singing echoed in the air, and a faint murderous intent lingered like an echo, haunting everyone’s heart...

What a fast spear!!

As the Butcher’s mind shook violently, he slowly looked up. On the path the spear had whistled through, no building remained standing intact... A terrifying void pierced through the Wuji Realm, extending into the Gray Realm.

This spear came from outside the Wuji Realm.

The hurricane from the spear’s passage dissipated, and a playing card drifted down slowly from the night sky...

It was a black playing card. The center of the card was not any known pattern, but a half-hidden Peking Opera mask. It seemed to possess some kind of consciousness, and the eyeballs on the mask silently locked onto the Butcher.

—[Spade K].

The playing card spun silently in the air, and in an instant, a white-clad man wearing the same Peking Opera mask replaced the original position of the card, standing silently on the ruins...

"Where... is my little Junior Brother?"