This was a special sword.
As soon as Ye Qiyan let go, the sword would vanish without a trace, never to be found again.
Anger, disgust, pride, evil.
Virtues? Vices?
This sword was not yet perfect. It should have been perfect, but because of Ye Qiyan, that day would never come.
The Blueprint was gone. It had burned to ashes.
Within the black flames of evil, Ye Qiyan stood upon the earth.
His body was exhausted. Truthfully, he did not even have the strength to swing his sword.
The sword's tip rested in the ground, and a wisp of deep blue flashed through his eyes.
His face held none of his usual, affectedly frivolous smile. He simply watched, watching the [Zero-Day Hero], watching Lu Jiayun's hatred in that Hero's eyes.
Hideous beyond measure.
Decrepit beyond bearing.
"You want it? Then I won't give it to you."
"Ye Qiyan!!!"
[Reset to Zero Moment]
The Joy Gun's trigger was pulled, and Zero Heaven's authority shot from its barrel.
To Lu Jiayun, what did Mo Wen or Order Heaven matter?!
All of them combined could not match the anger Ye Qiyan had brought him!
What had he crushed?!
That was a Memory Object! Something he had longed to obtain for years! Proof he could use to tell the world that his homeland still existed!
What right did he have?
What right did that damned Ye Qiyan have to crush his longing?! What qualified him?! He was nothing but an arrogant, conceited brat!
Kill him! Kill him!! Kill him!!!
Lu Jiayun's heart filled with anger.
But just as Zero Heaven's strike descended!
"How stupid."
Ye Qiyan's voice reached his ears.
"Wake up. If not for anything else, then for yourself."
His muscles were tearing. His body could not sustain the strength needed to raise