Black World Dai Mubai, Worse Than a Beast, Abandoning Comrades!

Dai Mubai was stunned by this scene.

Fresh blood splattered onto his face, scalding hot.

He turned and ran.

He fled in a blind panic.

Just as he was about to break out of the encirclement, a Soul Elder from the Heaven Dou Empire blocked his path.

It was a Soul Elder.

Holding a long spear, his face was filled with murderous intent.

"Trying to run?"

The long spear thrust forward, its cold glint piercing.

Dai Mubai was so terrified at this moment that he couldn't even muster thirty percent of his soul power.

The long spear was about to pierce his throat.

"Your Highness, watch out!"

The veteran from before had rushed over at some point.

He was covered in blood, trying to block the spear for Dai Mubai.

However.

The position was not enough.

The veteran was still a step away from Dai Mubai.

In this split second.

Dai Mubai made a move that no one expected.

He did not fight side by side with the veteran.

Nor did he use his own soul skill to defend.

He reached out his hand.

He grabbed the shoulder of the veteran who had come to save him.

Then.

He shoved him hard.

"Puchi!"

The long spear pierced through the veteran's chest.

Blood gushed out, splattering all over Dai Mubai's face.

The veteran's eyes widened.

He looked in disbelief at the prince he had risked his life to protect.

His mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but only blood foam bubbled out.

And Dai Mubai.

Taking advantage of the moment the veteran's body jammed the spear.

He didn't even glance at the scapegoat.

Soul power erupted beneath his feet.

Like a stray dog, he plunged into the dark curtain of rain without looking back.

Leaving only the veteran's corpse hanging on the spear, swaying in the wind and rain.

Dead silence.

In the reality of the Black World.

At this moment, even the air seemed to have frozen.

Immediately after.

An eruption.

An eruption more violent than any before.

"You animal!!!"

"That was the soldier who saved him!"

"He pushed his savior into the spear to block it? And ran away himself?"

"Is this something a human would do?"

"A deserter! Betraying a friend for his own life! Does a person like this deserve to live?"

The crowd in Star Luo Square went completely insane.

Countless people had red eyes, pointing at Dai Mubai and cursing him angrily.

Some even summoned their martial souls, wishing they could rush up and tear this scoundrel to pieces.

On the side of Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang's face had turned green.

Although he advocated for prioritizing benefits, this kind of behavior—betraying teammates before a battle and harming the loyal—had already crossed the bottom line of humanity.

Even he could not find a single word to whitewash this.

"Is this your good student from Shrek?"

"Is this what you call a monster?"

"I think he's a monster without humanity!"

The accusations from the surroundings surged in like a tide.

Tang San stood there, his face ashen.

He looked at Dai Mubai, a flash of disappointment and chill passing through his eyes.

In the Tang Sect, such behavior would be punished by being pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Dai Mubai was trembling all over at this moment.

He felt it.

That malice coming from the entire world.

Everyone wanted to kill him.

Everyone looked down on him.

"No... it's not like that..."

"That was instinct... I just wanted to live..."

Dai Mubai defended himself incoherently, his feet stepping backward involuntarily.

He wanted to run.

Just like that rainy night all those years ago.

To escape this place that made him feel suffocated.

Just as he turned around.

A hand pressed down on his shoulder.

It was Tang San.

"Mubai."

Tang San's voice was very deep, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Where are you going?"

"If you leave now, you will truly cement your reputation as a coward."

"We are the Shrek Seven Devils."

"We are one."

"Even if it's a mistake, we have to carry it together for now."

Tang San's words sounded like he was helping him.

But Dai Mubai felt that hand was as heavy as a thousand jun, pressing down so hard he couldn't move at all.

He could only stand stiffly in place.

Like a clown stripped of his clothes, accepting the judgment of two worlds.

Above the Sky Screen.

The image slowly faded away.

The dark moment belonging to the Black World had come to a temporary end.

Light shone forth.

It was the chapter belonging to the White World.

The image on the Sky Screen temporarily froze.

Black World.

Although the shouting on Star Luo Square gradually subsided, the fire in those pairs of eyes could not be suppressed no matter what.

"He's beyond saving."

Someone in the crowd spat on the ground.

"He's rotten to the core."

"I reckon that Dai Mubai from the White World is probably the same kind of trash."

"Crows are black the world over; they're all born of the same father, so how could one grow up any different from the other?"

The vast majority of people held no hope for this.

After all, the scene of "shoving someone to block a shot" from just a moment ago was truly too shocking, shattering the last of their illusions regarding the Imperial Family.

Dai Mubai cowered behind the rest of the Shrek group.

Listening to the discussions around him, his face, which had been deathly pale, now flushed with an unnatural crimson.

He refused to accept it.

Why?

Why did everyone think that the version of himself in that world must be better?

"Just wait..."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, the words squeezed out from between them.

"That version of me has had it so easy; he must have never encountered a true life-or-death crisis."

"When it really comes down to life and death, who doesn't want to live?"

"I don't believe he could be any more noble than I am!"

Tang San stood to the side, his brows furrowing slightly upon hearing this, but in the end, he said nothing.

He also wanted to see.

How that so-called White Emperor of Heaven would act when faced with the same situation, or when confronted with the dilemmas appropriate for that age.

White World.

On Sea God Island, Bo Saixi held her scepter, gazing up at the Sky Screen with a hint of interest in her eyes.

"This little fellow is about to steal the spotlight again."

Martial Soul Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong sat high upon her throne, her slender legs crossed.

Watching the chaotic scene in the Black World, a trace of disdain curled the corners of her lips.

"The Star Luo Imperial Family of that world is truly an eye-opener."

"However..."

Her gaze shifted to the image about to light up on the Sky Screen, her eyes softening slightly.

"The one on this side is actually worth looking forward to."

Star Luo Empire.

At this very moment, the entire nation was gripped by an extremely bizarre atmosphere.

On one hand, they were cursing the "deserter" in the Black World, wishing they could cross dimensions to bring him to justice.

On the other, they were craning their necks in anticipation of the Sky Screen, waiting to see the heroic bearing of their own Emperor.

"His Majesty was famous for being protective of his own back in the day."

"Exactly, anyone who dared to touch His Majesty's people was truly tired of living."

In the Imperial Garden.

The atmosphere was pleasant.

The Dai Mubai of the White World was still lying on his rocking chair, though he had shifted into a more comfortable position.

He casually plucked a grape and tossed it into his mouth.

"I say..."

He looked at the circle of beauties surrounding him, finding it somewhat amusing.

"Is there any need to be this nervous?"

"It's just airing some old history."

Qian Renxue closed the memorial in her hands, her golden eyes sweeping over him.

"Nervous?"

"We just want to see how our wise and mighty Emperor used to trick young girls back in the day."

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously from the side, the rabbit ears on her head swaying along with her.

"That's right, that's right!"