The Highest Realm of Insulting People

A crimson light shot out, hurtling forward at incredible speed.

The man fled at an even faster speed than he had come, but he still could not escape the sword's slash, which was crimson and scorching, burning the soul.

The man's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with panic.

Laugh!

It flew away, grazed the man's face, leaving a smudge of charred blackness. The man's figure trembled and he came to an uncontrollable stop.

Jingwei flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind, and its figure shot out. A crimson shadow flashed in the air as it wielded Flame Greatsword and struck down mercilessly from above.

Flame Flash

In the air, the temperature soared, and the flaming sword arrived in a flash.

The fiery red color reflected off the man's pale face, and in his eyes was the ever-approaching longsword, a single strike enough to cleave him in two.

The sword's edge was getting closer and closer to his face; he could feel the intense heat emanating from the blade, burning him step by step, slowly dragging him into the abyss of death.

In his eyes, the world had been slowed down infinitely, with one second being divided into countless seconds, and within these countless seconds, each molecule was divided into countless parts.

The world formed by layering one thing after another is a whole composed of countless layers.

He seemed to see the end of the world, but it was just his imagination.

The delusions brought about by death

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the space was scorched by the high temperature, producing wave after wave of waves, which was only caused by the high temperature brought by the longsword.

Space was fluctuating, a ripple appeared between the two, and a crack suddenly appeared between them, deep and dark, as if the sky had been cleaved open.

A long sword, made entirely of silver, suddenly appeared between the two.

It was so sudden and unexpected that even Jingwei didn't sense it. How did it appear?

With surprise and abruptness, Jingwei's Flame Greatsword clashed with this silver longsword, producing a violent roar. In an instant, the silver longsword was vaporized by the Lie Yan.

But in that split second, the man realized what was happening, took a step back, and quickly moved away from the center of the explosion.

At that moment, another man dressed in casual clothes appeared beside the first man, appearing abruptly like the long sword.

Sneakers, casual shorts, a short-sleeved T-shirt, short, messy hair, and a handsome face.

He was a typical sunny young man, floating in mid-air without any support or object, just like the man who was chasing after Jingwei.

This suddenly appearing, sunny young man embodies the ideal partner for countless young women: wispy dark hair, handsome eyebrows, mischievous eyes, a pert nose, and rosy, thin lips.

His perfect inverted triangle physique, with his bulging abs visible beneath his short T-shirt, showcases the beauty of his strength.

Standing there in the air, his wicked eyes looked towards the opposite side, where Jingwei stood, her aura so different from that of the sunny young man, dividing the two sides.

She wore an outfit slightly different from modern attire, a crimson robe embroidered with a kite pattern that circled her slender waist, wings outstretched, and long boots that covered her fair calves.

Her long robe accentuated her proud figure, ending at her neck. Her long, crimson hair cascaded down her chest. Her expression was stern, her brows furrowed with anger, and her fiery red eyes burned with rage.

The two groups stood facing each other, forming a stark contrast. Three other forces watched from the sidelines, all looking at the two groups that had suddenly intruded with unclear expressions. Judging from the situation, they were not there to intervene in the Earth's conflict.

Inside Demon One, the Demon Queen's gaze remained fixed on the sunny young man after he appeared, her brows furrowed as if she were wondering why.

Meanwhile, the Angel Queen focused her gaze on Jingwei, or more precisely, on the pair of fiery red wings behind Jingwei.

Possessing wings unlike theirs, they soared through the air as if directly invading their territory.

Angels are proud, sacred and inviolable, and consider themselves the rulers of the sky. The sudden appearance of someone like them, soaring through the air, is an invasion of their territory.

The angelic warriors flying around the throne stood with swords in hand, their blades seemingly pointing at Jingwei.

On the horizon, an angelic figure descended, arriving to Kaisha's left. The angel had pure white wings, held a longsword in its hand, and wore silver armor covered in countless scars, a testament to the ravages of war.

With golden hair cascading down his back, bright golden eyes, and an outstanding figure, he exuded an aura that rivaled that of any man.

She was a warrior, a brave and skilled warrior.

Holy Kaisha's Left Wing Guardian, Angel Yan

"Queen Kaisha, shall we continue with the trial of Morgana?"

"Hmm! Let's put that aside for now. She's right there; she can't escape. But these things in front of us are more interesting."

"These people? There seems to be no record of them on Earth. With such strength, they shouldn't be completely unknown in the universe."

"If it is nameless, then it may not be a being from our known universe."

"Queen Kaisha, you mean..."

"Yan, the universe is still very vast, and the Angel Civilization doesn't know everything."

Kaisha and Yan's conversation was very short, lasting less than a minute, and it took place during their special communication, so the scene remained unchanged.

Jingwei and the sunny young man are still locked in a standoff.

Just then, the sunny young man pulled out a short stick from his hand. This was the stick used by one of the two men who were tracking Jingwei to send out a distress signal. The young man holding this stick must be one of the subordinates of the local God Tomb.

"It must have been you who sent out the distress call!"

The man nodded, his face still pale, and cautiously began to remind the sunny young man...

"Be careful, she's very strong, and her physical body is terrifyingly powerful. Don't engage her in close combat."

The sunny young man waved his hand, not taking the man's words to heart. Instead, he looked at Jingwei with interest, his mischievous eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Girl, what's your name?" The voice was deep and slightly hoarse.

They actually wanted to strike up a conversation with him.

At this moment, Jingwei was angry and naturally did not want to pay attention to the conversation of this sunny young man. She reached out and dusted off her robe, trying to remove the water droplets that had already evaporated.

Jingwei hated water, especially seawater.

She is a bird, a kite soaring in the sky. The seawater wets her feathers, making it impossible for her to fly freely. The wet feathers are like a naked woman, making her very uncomfortable.

And apart from when Crimson Kite helped her groom her feathers, she had never allowed anyone to get her feathers wet, but now...

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The three consecutive "detestable" words revealed her displeasure, which extended to the sunny young man who had saved her. Upon hearing his question, she became even more furious and laughed in response.

"You like me?"

A single sentence resounded through the clear sky, indirectly revealing the sunny young man's innermost thoughts, stunning the man behind him and leaving the other forces present speechless.

One second they're fighting to the death, the next they're about to start dating. Isn't that a bit too fast?

"Hmph! Men, so filthy," another angel standing beside Angel Yan scoffed.

Her blonde hair was tied in a single ponytail, her bangs swept across her forehead, and she wore a disdainful expression, exuding natural arrogance. She held a long sword in her right hand and stood second to the throne.

Upon hearing this, the sunny young man curled his lip indifferently, still looking at Jingwei with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Jingwei heard this as well and agreed wholeheartedly, but her face showed no disgust. Instead, she smiled sweetly at the sunny young man.

Although Jingwei's face resembled Fu Hua's, she lacked Fu Hua's composure and instead possessed a touch of naivety. For a spirit beast, a thousand years is nothing more than being a young animal.

Her smile, so innocent and childlike, so sweet, made the sunny young man feel a lump in his throat; he swallowed hard, unable to stop himself from drooling.

Jingwei was ashamed; how long had it been since she'd seen a woman?

However, it wasn't Jingwei's idea at all. To say that a man like this sunny, cheerful boy wouldn't be without women would be impossible. In fact, he has so many women that they could line an entire street.

But for him, women were nothing more than playthings; once they were played with, they lost their appeal. Whether they were mature women, alluring women, white-collar workers, or schoolgirls, he had slept with any woman he could find.

However, it's rare to see someone with such a youthful appearance as Jingwei; after all, such things are just fantasies in reality, best left unsaid.

Now that he's finally found one he hasn't played before, this sunny young man naturally won't let it pass him by.

For men who frequent erotic venues, this kind of reaction is perfectly normal. Of course, there are also those who are more sexually indifferent, who are truly aloof and elegant, at least such people are not an eyesore. But the contrast between this boy's behavior before and after is indeed somewhat embarrassing.

"Girl, what if I said yes?"

"What if I disagree?" Jingwei countered.

"The winner is king, the loser is an outlaw."

Jingwei scoffed. This sunny young man was right. In war, that was indeed the case. The victor was king and the loser was villain—that was the answer in everyone's heart.

However, the fact that this sunny young man could disguise his desires as something so noble suggests that this wasn't the first time he'd done something like this. He probably wouldn't hesitate to abduct innocent women.

"Judging by your appearance, you're quite skilled. I wonder how much you've stolen. Can you even keep up? Looking at you, all skin and bones, anyone who didn't know better would think you lacked love growing up and are now zinc deficient, making yourself look like a respectable person, thinking the whole world revolves around you. In the end, you've just flattened yourself in the process."

Jingwei shrugged, completely disregarding the other person's feelings.

"Just like that thing on your neck, it'll be run over by ten trucks! People pay to drive, but you drive like an idiot. Don't even mention that you're an unqualified driver, your very appearance is against the rules. Your bizarre and tumultuous appearance makes me marvel at the wonders of creation."

After Jingwei finished speaking, the scene instantly became extremely quiet, so quiet that you could even hear the fish swimming in the ocean.

The wind is blowing, the sea is surging, Jingwei is a bit wild today.

Inside Demon One, the Demon Queen Morgana was already laughing uncontrollably, even bending over with laughter.

"Hahaha! I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter! This girl is so mean!"

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health."

"Hahaha! Ato, did you see that? That guy's face has turned liver-colored, hahaha!"

Yes, of course I saw it! Demon One was being broadcast live!

On the angels' side, Holy Kaisha sat regally on her throne, a slight smile playing on her lips. The other warriors had varying expressions, most wanting to laugh but unable to do so in a way that would be considered inappropriate.

On the Ju Xia Hao, a Black Armor Warrior on the deck was equally dumbfounded. This was a new level of insult!

"Oh my god, is this an insult? It sounds so poetic!"

"Wow, wow, this is really amazing!"

"Alright, stop daydreaming, cough cough! Be serious," one of the men reminded him.

He seemed to be the highest commander here, but even he had a hint of a smile on his serious face.

In the air, the man behind the sunny boy was trying to suppress a laugh, almost to the point of internal injury, when he finally heard the sunny boy speak, his words filled with murderous intent.

Don't be so ungrateful.

"My face, of course I want it! But why are you giving me a face? One is enough for me. It's a pity! My skin is hard to maintain, unlike yours, which is so well-maintained."

On the forehead of the sunny young man, veins throbbed, his fists were clenched, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

"You didn't say it was a matter of life or death."

This was said to the man behind him. Their orders were to capture him; they didn't specify whether he should live or die, but he would usually be alive!

"Well... we should go easy on her. She was handpicked by Lady Mei."

"As long as I'm still breathing, that's enough!"

The words spoken by the sunny young man at this moment were completely inconsistent with his image, filled with gloom and murderous intent.

Jingwei, as if she hadn't seen it, said in a refined manner another sentence.

"I remember Crimson Kite saying something like this:"

Even a rat has skin, but a man has no manners! A man without manners, what is the point of living?

Even rats have teeth; how can man be so reckless! If man is so reckless, why wait for death?

Even a rat has a body, but a man has no manners! If a man has no manners, why doesn't he die quickly?

As he spoke, he swayed his head like an old Confucian scholar, and then added at the end...

"Although I don't know what this means, it's probably related to you. And, oh! So shaking your head really does make you dizzy."

P. S.: Just to reiterate, this book doesn't have any plot holes. Everything that appears in this book is normal. I also warned you about this in the previous volume, so be prepared!

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