Boom!
A blinding bolt of lightning flashed. The spear pierced Yuan Shao's chest and took the last of his Life Value.
Yuan Shao fell to his knees, coughing up mouthfuls of blackened blood.
"I should have listened to Tian Feng and Ju Shou!"
With those final words, Yuan Shao collapsed.
Grand Marshal, governor of Jizhou, overseer of Jizhou, Qingzhou, Youzhou, and Bingzhou—the foremost warlord of the late Han, Yuan Shao, was dead!
Cao Xiong (Richard) dismounted and cut off Yuan Shao's head. In excellent spirits, he said with a grin, "Killing Yuan Shao should be enough to make me first in line to inherit, shouldn't it?"
Beside him, intelligence chief Abota smiled. "Congratulations."
It was worth noting that the two were speaking English, but their words were automatically rendered in the ornate language of ancient China's Three Kingdoms era.
The Spirit Realm Rules did their best to help Awakened Ones avoid suspicion from Spirit Realm inhabitants over things like language or skill effects.
Of course, if a native of the Spirit Realm truly saw through the disguise, the Spirit Realm Rules would not forcibly change their mind.
"What should we do with Yuan Shang?" Richard asked.
"Wait. There's one more," Abota said. His lips moved as he secretly passed the information to Richard.
Richard narrowed his eyes and hurled his Lightning Spear at a corner of the mountain hollow! Then, as if he and the spear had become one, he crossed several hundred meters in an instant.
On the far side of the hollow, a group of routed soldiers was fleeing. Richard picked out one of them at a glance and threw his spear with all his might.
But that seemingly ordinary soldier suddenly leaped into the air, ran several dozen steps through the sky, then rode the wind away