Today's third update: Chapter 3455! 3/4!
Xu Kun slowly crouched down. This simple movement made the Lion Godchild on the ground shudder violently like a startled rabbit, almost curling into himself.
Xu Kun's hand did not exert any force. He merely rested it casually on the other man's shoulder, which trembled endlessly with fear and was stained with blood and dust.
His voice was terrifyingly calm. There was neither the arrogance of a victor nor discernible, bone-deep hatred—only an indifference that seemed to see through all worldly affairs.
"Do you know why I left you alive?"
Yet at this moment, the Lion Godchild's mind had already been completely swallowed and crushed by boundless terror.
For three days and three nights, like a lone soul trapped in the deepest pits of hell, he had watched the Dog Race—so carefully cultivated by his clan—go from a powerful force of considerable scale to patches of Corpse Mountain Blood Sea beneath the Huang Race's cold, efficient slaughter and the endless biting attacks of illustrated bestial beasts. In the end, it had become the dead, scorched earth before him.
The accompanying force he had brought, representing the Royal Lion Race's majesty and protection—the Lion Race Half-Saints and elite guards who normally held their heads high—had been singled out from the very start of the massacre. They had been swept away as easily as fallen leaves in a gale, unable to put up any meaningful resistance or even send out a call for help.
Ultimate violence and utter destruction were enough to crush the fragile pride of any "prodigy" who had never truly been tempered by life and death.
At this point, only the most instinctive, primal terror of death remained on his face. His pupils were unfocused, and he could only mutter mechanically, over