Please Die With Me

A flash of Sword Light.

The Tribal King's life was hanging by a thread, like a candle flickering in the wind.

However, at this critical moment, a thick metal arm suddenly reached out from behind the Tribal King and punched Bai Qiuran in the abdomen.

Bai Qiuran sent flying backwards, while the Tribal King turned around in surprise and saw the huge Shepherds standing behind him, his body already mutilated.

"Makarix, why?"

The Copper Man Shepherds, whose body was covered in wounds and whose arm was broken, grinned and gave his Tribal King a very forced smile.

"Tribal King, no matter what, you cannot die."

It cried out, "You are the hope of our race, our only hope, Shepherds! We cannot lose to [the Glutton] again!"

"Makarix."

The Tribal King asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The Copper Man Shepherds didn't speak, but simply passed over the Tribal King and charged towards Bai Qiuran.

"Trying to add another one would be futile."

Bai Qiuran quickly adjusted his position in the Void. Seeing Makarios charging towards him, he gripped the Clear Autumn Waters sword and swung it backhand.

Pfft

The Divine Sword pierced the chest of the Copper Man Shepherds, and the blazing white Sword Qi tore a large hole in Makarix's chest.

"Macarix--"

The Tribal King, his eyes blazing with fury, charged toward Bai Qiuran and the Copper Man Shepherds. However, the Copper Man Shepherds, Makarix, had already tightly embraced Bai Qiuran with his remaining arm.

"I'm sorry, Tribal King cannot die by your hand."

It gave a wry smile and said, "Actually, I've always been curious about what the inside of the Void Source is like. Would you please come with me to take a look?"

Having said that, the Copper Man Shepherds Makarix embraced Bai Qiuran and led him toward the Void Source.

The immense suction force came from that direction. Bai Qiuran gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and pierced the Void with her Clear Autumn Waters, forcefully inserting it into the spatial rift.

What does it mean that the Tribal King cannot die?

Bai Qiuran gritted her teeth, raised her head, and roared, "Sorry, but to me, it must die!"

He raised his palm, his True Essence surging, and the power of the Sun and Moon Stars, and Thunder burst forth from his palm.

"Let go!"

Bai Qiuran struck Makarix in the chest with a powerful palm strike.

With a muffled thud, Makarix's body trembled, but it remained standing firm and unmoved.

Bai Qiuran added two more palm strikes, pouring immense palm force, as if the Heaven and Earth were collapsing, into the Shepherds's body, but Makarix remained unmoved.

"Well, that's tough enough."

Bai Qiuran sneered, "You want to drag me down with you, huh? Then I'll drag your Tribal King down with me too!"

He raised his hand and made a hand Spell Art, and the rolling Wind and Thunder and thunder, along with an invisible gravitational force, twisted together to form a long whip.

Just then, the Tribal King, wielding four battle swords, arrived nearby. Bai Qiuran lashed out with her long whip, tightly binding the Tribal King's waist.

"Taking my life won't be that easy!"

After capturing the Tribal King, Bai Qiuran took the initiative to release the hilt of Clear Autumn Waters's sword, allowing the powerful suction of the Void Source to pull her in.

"You two, you can die with me."

He fell backward. Makarix didn't react at first, but when he saw him fall, he thought he couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed from exhaustion, and he was even a little happy.

But it soon discovered the Wind Thunder Whip tightly gripped in Bai Qiuran's hand, and behind him, the Tribal King Restraint the whip.

"Don't even think about it!"

This time, Makarix had no choice but to reach out and hug Bai Qiuran, standing firmly in the Void, pulling him away from the Void Source.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

Bai Qiuran sneered, "Weren't you so arrogant just now, saying you'd die with me? Don't be a coward, honey."

As he spoke, he struggled violently backward, as if he wanted to commit suicide.

"You're insane!"

Makarix was furious.

"The guy who was just about to take me down with him has no right to talk to me like that."

Bai Qiuran said calmly.

Makarix struggled with all its might, but to no avail. Its power was not as great as Bai Qiuran's, and moreover, this fellow was now determined to die and had already released the restrictions of the Purple Mansion in its body, and began to frantically draw energy from the vicinity of the Void Source.

His power began to grow Temperance, and in a short time he completely suppressed the Shepherds. Even when the Tribal King and Makarix tried to drag Bai Qiuran back, it was to no avail.

Moreover, it's not just Bai Qiuran's own power that's increasing; within this region of the Void Source, there's another extremely dangerous element: the eruption of Void energy.

When the Void Source's energy is rapidly absorbed, it will erupt with energy. The Shepherds race, at its peak, was destroyed in such an energy eruption. Now, with Bai Qiuran to extract energy, the energy in the Void Source has become unstable and could erupt at any moment.

At the rate he's extracting energy, if the energy were to erupt, none of the three guys present would be able to escape.

In the stalemate, Makarix suddenly heard a wave of Consciousness from the Tribal King behind him, containing both helplessness and relief.

"Makarix, let go."

"Tribal King?"

Makarix emitted a wave of Consciousness, somewhat puzzled.

"It's time for me to come to an end my ill-fated relationship with my brother [the Glutton]."

The Tribal King said quietly, "Leave here quickly. Don't go towards the battlefield; take the other Void River. This [Hunting Ritual] is null and void. Go directly back to the Void Sea, and use the secret technique in front of the Holy Pillar to transform yourself into Female-Like Individual. You know that technique. Remember, if you encounter that civilization's army along the way, don't fight; escape quickly."

"Your Tribal King, but..."

"There are no 'buts'! You are now the Tribal King of the Shepherds!"

The Tribal King said in a deep voice, "Go!"

It grabbed Makarix by the shoulder and shoved him away.

Having lost an arm and with a large hole in his chest, Makarix, already severely injured, was unable to resist and was pushed away by the Tribal King.

"Clan--King--"

It stretched out one hand and cried out weakly.

"Go."

The last vestiges of the Tribal King's Consciousness echoed in its heart, whispering, "Lead the Shepherds to Eastern Mountain. You are the last hope of our race. May glory belong to you, Makarix."

It turned to look at the White Hair man who was tightly wrapped around its waist with the Wind Thunder Whip. As if Consciousness something, the man's slightly crazed smile disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.

"[The Glutton's ] parentage... no, Bai Qiuran."

The Tribal King solemnly replied, "Please come with me to my death."

As the cyan triangular Giant spoke, it gently relaxed its feet, allowing Bai Qiuran to drag it along as it fell towards the Void Source.

In the void, only Bai Qiuran's soft chuckle remained.

Ah, I couldn't ask for more.