Trash

After that battle, Bai Wubian acted as if nothing had happened and returned to the top of his tower at some point. Neither Kadoc nor the princess said anything about it.

Before he knew it, his spacious room was filled with empty bottles. He paid no attention to it, and lay back down on his luxurious bed. Soon, the sound of his breathing filled the room.

"Caw! Daddy, help me!"

"Fifth?!"

Bai Wubian was startled awake from his sleep. He looked out the window and saw a somewhat young Yaga being led to the execution rack. At the end of a person's life, if they cannot face death calmly, then they will naturally follow their own basic logic and call out to their parents.

Bai Wubian frowned and drew the curtains, no longer wanting to look at the scene.

Turning around, I realized there was someone else in the room. He was cleaning up the bottles and even tidying up the room.

"Kadoc, did you just hear that?"

"I heard a name. Is it your son? I thought people at your level wouldn't dream anymore."

Watching Kadoc tidy up his things and chat with him, Bai Wubian seemed to have become unexpectedly talkative, perhaps because he had just woken up.

"After two hundred thousand horses, whether or not you dream is up to you. Under normal circumstances... why are you doing this kind of thing, a familiar servant?"

Upon hearing this, Kadoc smiled helplessly.

"My junior is ruthless; he looted everything. We should conserve the remaining resources until we can replenish them. After all, the upcoming battles are likely to be very difficult."

"Ha, isn't there that priest too? Kid, save your breath if you're trying to flatter me."

Bai Wubian didn't look at Kadoc, but sat on the edge of the bed, watching the heavy snow outside the window, while Kadoc, after cleaning up, sat on the floor beside his bed.

"You should know directly why I did this. Besides, I never do things I'm not good at."

For Kadoc, was taking care of Bai Wubian's daily life for his combat strength? Rarely. Since his resurrection, Kadoc has been under intense pressure, bearing the burden from other Lostbelt, Ivan the Terrible, and Chaldea.

Perhaps that was his initial thought, but over time, taking care of Bai Wubian, this slovenly old man, seemed to have become a habit. During this period, his tense mind was able to relax for a long time.

Under pressure, people need to do things to relax. It can be said that the princess was the reason he persisted, and his silent communication with Bai Wubian was a way for him to relieve stress.

He always saw himself as a loser, and perhaps he sensed a kindred spirit in Bai Wubian, which is why he took care of him.

"You're a bit like my kid. Not very capable, but you just grit your teeth and refuse to give up, fighting tooth and nail for that pride."

"It's not just about saving face..."

"Oh, it's that woman, isn't it? Ha, how interesting. But I've never been in a relationship, and I don't understand what love is."

Bai Wubian picked up a bottle of wine, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.

Upon hearing Bai Wubian mention the princess, Kadoc blushed slightly in embarrassment, as the princess and Bai Wubian's relationship wasn't exactly good. Bai Wubian then shrugged, completely unconcerned.

"I wouldn't be so foolish as to get angry over a girl, and besides... I just escaped from a powerful enemy without looking back, only to turn around and attack the weak who supported me."

I'm not so ignorant as to be naive. Ha, I bet that girl would be happy to see me get angry...

Looking at the dejected Bai Wubian, Kadoc didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, but what he said was right. If Bai Wubian could still get angry, then at least it proved that this guy still had fighting spirit.

But now, he has completely given up, like an old man in his twilight years.

"Alright, I understand, Mr. Bai. Please accept this." Kadoc handed something to Bai Wubian; it was a finely crafted Magecraft prop.

"Mr. Bai, this place may no longer be suitable for you to stay. Please leave through this exit."

I had hoped to Lostbelt, but it seems I won't even have a chance to participate. However, I hope you can show me what's going on over there; it's a real shame I don't even know how strong they are.

Finally, thank you for saving us that day.

After setting down the Magecraft prop, Kadoc left. Bai Wubian naturally knew the sincerity in his words, but even so, he couldn't muster any fighting spirit.

He glanced one last time at the departing, frail body, picked up the Magecraft prop, and turned to go to sleep.

"Caw! Daddy, help me!"

The familiar voice called out again. He frowned, walked to the window, and looked down. There was nothing there. Yaga, who had been executed; the snow was a pristine white expanse.

What on earth is going on? Have I finally gone mad?

No, a figure appeared in the room, and Rasputin bowed to him.

"You pulled this out? What a boring trick."

As he spoke, Bai Wubian actually began to channel his power. The Magnetic Field Power swirled, and even in his weakened state, this old fellow was still not to be underestimated.

"I was already preparing to leave, but for that brat's sake, I'll deal with you, you disgusting thing, before I go."

"Oh, it seems that even such a physique can't hide it from strong individuals like you. Sigh, this is a real headache. Doesn't this mean we can't hide it from him either?"

However, before you deal with me, don't you consider what's going on in my head, this suicidal person?

Hearing Rasputin's words, Bai Wubian felt completely bewildered. With a casual pinch, Rasputin's entire body turned into blood and flesh fragments. But within that flesh and blood, a strange device appeared from his brain.

Dream Creator.

The Dream Creator unleashed a Magnetic Field Power, simultaneously transmitting a message into Bai Wubian's mind. In an instant, his movements ceased.

After an unknown amount of time, the pile of flesh began to pile up again, Rasputin's body recovered, and Bai Wubian, holding the Dream Creator, coldly said:

"Is this real? Does the world really have a way to turn back time?"

"Yes, but without sufficient power, it won't work, and it's impossible here." Rasputin's words became somewhat strange, unlike those of a grown priest, but rather like those of a tempting demon.

"So, what are you planning to do? Are you going to continue wallowing in despair? That's understandable, given the huge gap. But..."

Rasputin changed the subject, sneering, "In that case, your son really died in vain."

With a deafening roar, a huge hole was blasted into the Kremlin. The immense power unleashed was felt by every Yaga, who knelt on the ground in fear, too terrified to look up.

Inside the palace, a look of joy appeared on Kadoc's face, while the princess showed a hint of surprise. A powerful aura surged forth like the Dahai, making the two of them feel as if they were in the midst of a raging storm.

"Mr. Bai..."

Kadoc saw the man at the end of the passage; he had long white hair and a beard, and his body was almost swollen, revealing strong, muscular muscles.

Bai Wubian's gaze fell on Kadoc, and then a long-lost smile appeared on Kadoc's face.

The next moment, his body was pierced through. Blood splattered, flesh and bones burst, and the look of joy from just moments before still lingered on Kadoc's face.

Bai Wubian's arm pierced through Kadoc's chest without any resistance, warm blood mixed with fragments of internal organs splattering onto Bai Wubian's indifferent face and the luxurious carpet. His gaze was icy, as if he were looking at an insect that had been crushed to death on the roadside.

"Sorry, Kadoc, I'm not one of your kind, much less a good person."

These were the last words Kadoc heard before losing consciousness, and even now, the smile on his face remained. Blood splattered on the princess's face, and before she could react, the Command Spell Seals on Kadoc's left hand emitted a crimson light.