But he was mentally ill

Zhang Xianzhong, a notorious manic-depressive during the late Ming Dynasty, was described by two missionaries who traveled from overseas as follows. "Xianzhong is exceptionally intelligent and resourceful, capable of governing a country. However, he suffers from mental illness and harms countless lives, making him unfit to be a ruler."

Above the city, the airship resembled a dark, oppressive cloud, with several large nozzles protruding from its base, spraying pale blue smoke downwards.

"What is that?"

Ritsuka and the others looked puzzled. The smoke slowly descended, like a continuous spring rain, trying to nourish all things. However, with Xiang Yu and Chaldea's analysis, it became clear that this thing was not spring rain at all.

"Ritsuka, be careful. There's no guarantee your poison resistance won't be effective against this thing. Be prepared with protective gear."

"Is this poison? Damn it, they actually poisoned the whole city like this!"

"No, this is some kind of addictive neurotransmitter, usually used for surgical anesthesia, but judging from the ingredients, it's hard to say what else might be mixed in."

Upon hearing this, Ritsuka's expression instantly became quite interesting. She looked at the huge airship in the sky, and the group of airships behind it, then looked at the Daichi, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin.

Is this person mentally ill?

Bai Mo cursed under his breath, then vanished from the spot. Seeing this, Ritsuka signaled Xiang Yu and the others to go together. There was more than one of these ships, and no one could guarantee that the other ships didn't have such things.

Under the Asura Lost Track Path, Bai Mo, like a bat flying in the night, concealed himself in the environment. Under the Complete Realm, he directly passed through the thick deck of the airship.

He first disabled the ice machine, then confirmed there were no other skilled individuals on the deck. He could set a trap for others, but who could guarantee that this swaggering fellow wasn't setting a trap for himself?

Zhang Xianzhong had accomplished all this, was completely unaware of Bai Mo's infiltration. His men unfurled an imperial edict he had personally drafted and addressed the assembled officials:

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: -- To this Bustling Metropolis city, there are enemies within your city, and bad people among your people. These bad people are too cunning, hiding among you, plotting to harm me. But because I am about to ascend the throne, I cannot let the enemies go."

So, I'm going to kill everyone in this city, but don't worry, I'll make sure you have a good time while I'm killing you.

--This is hereby decreed

In the distant Great Qin Dynasty, far from the Blue Country, the Qin Shi Huang also used satellites to take in everything. He looked at the imperial edict issued by the madman and found it utterly absurd.

"It's truly pathetic to be uncultured. What kind of nonsense is this? I originally thought King Youmi of Zhao was already absurd enough, but I didn't expect there to be such a master. If this guy really becomes emperor, then the title of emperor will be worthless."

"Captain of the Guards, record these details. At the same time, prepare the troops. I want to see just how strong Bai Mo really is."

The head guard below frowned slightly and spoke up, "Your Majesty, it seems you didn't tell Qin Liangyu anything about this person? Is this...?"

"It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

The Qin Shi Huang was clearly less interested in his subordinates than in Bai Mo. At this moment, he was carefully observing the figure as it crawled onto the warship like a spider, heading straight for the person sitting on the throne.

Zhang Xianzhong remained seated in his chair, looking down at the suddenly appearing Bai Mo, and chuckled:

"Not bad, you're a man, daring to stand up directly! Judging from your appearance, are you from the Qin? Take my advice, the Qin Shi Huang was a tyrant for all time, not worth mentioning! Why don't you listen to my teachings of a sage and repent and reform?"

Hearing Zhang Xianzhong utter the word "tyrant," Bai Mo felt a deep sense of dread about humanity's future. This damned lunatic was now, because of his Magnetic Field Power, above everyone else.

"Even a tyrant is better than a tyrant. Damn it, they're actually comparing who's worse here."

"Huh? What do you mean? Are you saying I'm a tyrant?"

Your most urgent task is to become a normal human being.

Bai Mo gave him a cold look and said, "To be capable of poisoning the entire city, it seems you're just as insane here."

"How dare you!"

The burly man with a sallow complexion stepped forward, his muscles bulging, exuding a sharp killing intent. Bai Mo narrowed his eyes; he was very familiar with this killing intent, which was aimed directly at the heart and brain, like Great White Shark in the deep sea.

At the same time, a bunch of camera devices flew out and circled around the warship. In an instant, the images on all the screens in the entire Blue Country switched simultaneously, and the battlefield of Bai Mo and the others appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Xianzhong slapped his thigh, seemingly enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

"My people, now, your emperor is about to annihilate these invaders! Open your eyes wide and witness my power! My might..."

Suddenly, a distorted sonic boom echoed through the air as Bai Mo kicked Zhang Xianzhong squarely in the face, showing him absolutely no mercy.

"I was just looking to test my skills, so I'll use you as my test subject today!"

Nine hundred thousand horsepower – Bai Family Heavy Nuclear Kick!

With a burst of power, Zhang Xianzhong was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. The sound of his neck being torn apart was clearly audible to everyone. With a deafening roar, the top of the warship seemed to have been hit by a cannonball.

As for that throne, it has long since been reduced to fragments.

Just as Bai Mo was about to press his advantage, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. A rich, refreshing fragrance filled the air, like a forest after a spring rain. Bai Mo reached out his hand, and there was a soft, emerald-green light.

"This is... vitality?"

It was indeed vitality. This vitality, like krill trapped by a whale, surged into Zhang Xianzhong's ruins. Not only Bai Mo, but Ritsuka and the others also sensed this enormous aura.

"Is this a technique that draws upon the life force of heaven and earth, using the life force of mountains and flowing water as a supplement? Xu Fu, is there any way to stop it?"

"Stopping this level of magic is no different from having us physically withstand a flood. However, doing something malicious is still possible."

Xu Fu revealed a subtle smile, took out a bunch of bottles and jars, and then the two exchanged a knowing smile before starting their mischievous deeds. Meanwhile, on the airship, Bai Mo was filled with doubt.

Vitality can also serve a restorative function; when Electric Current Push, it can be used to heal by absorbing the vitality of plants. However, this is very slow, and relying on vitality to gradually stimulate cell recovery is far less efficient than Cellular Regeneration.

This method is generally only chosen when someone is severely injured, on the verge of death, or has exhausted all their strength.

However, its advantages are that Cellular Regeneration consumes energy during battle, but vitality can be prepared in advance and has no upper limit.

With this surge of life force, Bai Mo heard the vigorous heartbeat and Zhang Xianzhong's furious roar:

"You shameless bastard, you actually launched a sneak attack!"

"I've been standing in front of you for ages, you just didn't react fast enough, and you talk too much nonsense."

"Nonsense? How come my wise words, which guide people to goodness, have become nonsense in your mouth?"

Bai Mo laughed, rubbing his head helplessly and shaking his head with a smile. So, mental illness is troublesome; these people often have their own incomprehensible logic, which they firmly believe in.

This is why a madman like Zhang Xianzhong managed to achieve something significant in a chaotic world. In a normal world, such a person should only be lying in a hospital bed.

"You can fool others, but don't fool yourself too. Look at the mess you've made. Your so-called people are only afraid of your power. Without that power, without their fear of you, what are you?"

Bai Mo clenched his fists and assumed a fighting stance.

"Don't worry, you'll know soon enough."