My Core is the Boss-Chapter 135.1: You Want to Lecture Me About Humanity? About the Bigger Picture? Ill Chop You Down!
"Die! Die! Die!"
Wherever Qi Yuan laid his gaze, the hundred thousand Supremes marched. Like an unstoppable river of steel, they flooded toward the Boundless Plain, crushing everything in their path.
After all, this formation had been created by all the Great Supremes of the Flowing Wind World, and refined according to the flaws Qi Yuan had perceived. It was far more powerful than the one used when they besieged Ning Tao.
A tidal wave of might swept through the battlefield. Qi Yuan hovered in the skies, his red robe brother than blood. A lazy expression rested on his face as he murmured, "Now this is what you call playing a game."
At last, he finally felt the thrill of a pay-to-win player. He didn’t even need to lift a finger. A whole army of little brothers would clear the map for him. Compared to the brutal battles in the Earth's End, this was practically effortless.
Now, he truly looked like a big baddie, relentlessly pressing down on the righteous with overwhelming force. Facing an enemy ten times their number, the opposing Supremes lost their nerve entirely and scattered in all directions. Unfortunately, all escape routes had been sealed.
Hundreds of Qi Yuan’s battalions tightened their encirclement step by step, unleashing barrage after barrage of divine techniques. They struck across distances far beyond normal perception.
There wasn't even a need to aim. Just cast the technique at a region, and everything within the radius would be annihilated. The deluge of divine techniques drowned the demon Supremes alive.
The battle was completely one-sided. The demon Supremes, once feared as Flowing Wind World's greatest threat, were completely helpless before Qi Yuan's explosive numbers.
"No!"
"How is this possible?!"
"Why is this happening?!"
For the first time in their lives, the once-proud Supremes tasted weakness, helplessness, confusion, and despair. Yet, even their screams were drowned by the endless onslaught. They didn’t know how to break the defensive lines, nor which technique to block. There were just that many.
That day, a colossal force of Supremes flattened the Myriad Demon World. Corpses littered the land and the Boundless Plain was blasted into a bottomless abyss. The Origin aura grew so dense that even a Supreme would perish on contact. Like a wasteland after nuclear contamination, no living being could survive within.
Qi Yuan stood calmly in the void.
Instead of rejoicing, Chen Huan was heavily burdened with guilt. "Blood Master, the Supreme One is gone."
He even addressed Qi Yuan not as “Big Brother,” but as Blood Master. The enemy was nearly annihilated, yet the Supreme One's whereabouts were unknown. To disappear under the siege of a hundred thousand Supremes was nothing short of a miracle.
However, Qi Yuan showed no surprise and smiled faintly. "Classic final boss behavior—always keeping a secret move. I might just know where she’s gone."
He already had a good grasp of Shang Yanran's identity. She’s an extremely troublesome boss indeed, but only for others.
His gaze pierced across an immense distance, almost as if piercing time itself, landing on the Flowing Wind World's final stronghold. "Move out!"
The vast army charged toward the final stronghold. Such an overwhelming sight it was, bordering on terror itself.
The enemy Supremes within the final stronghold had witnessed countless things in their long lives, but never anything like this. Of course, they’d expected the final battle would be the most terrifying of all. They were even prepared to spill the last of their blood for the Flowing Wind World. Who would’ve thought that the final battle had nothing to do with them?
One hundred thousand human Supremes ravaging the Myriad Demon World. Utterly absurd. They swept the stronghold like a massive blood cloud, and the Supremes could only watch.
In an instant, that vast, disciplined army arrived before the gates. The formation split open, and a single blood-red figure strode forward. All the Supremes stared at him with instinctive awe.
Qi Yuan's gaze landed before a girl dressed in a black dress. His gaze softened. "I'm here."
By that, he was also speaking to everyone else in the stronghold. Unlike in the first game, there were no accidents this time.
Ning Tao’s steps faltered for the first time. A thousand thoughts churned in her heart, but in the end, they condensed into a single, quiet line. "I'll wait for you."
She had put on light makeup today, clearly for him. The black gauze dress made her petite figure seem even more delicate, almost doll-like. Her modest and perfectly shaped chest, curved beneath the fabric like an inverted jade bowl. Long, fair legs wrapped in sheer black silk, making her look like a yandere girl [1] straight out of an anime. The pale, cool, and porcelain-like skin also matched her temperament a little too well.
Yet, she felt out of place, as though she didn’t belong in this world. In her, Qi Yuan saw the shadow of Canary.
Just then, Shang Yanran’s sultry voice drifted out from within the stronghold. "As expected of the Great Demon, you even forced me to burn through my life."
"Supreme One!"
"How is she here?!"
The hundreds of Supremes inside stiffened. Even they were wary of her. By hiding among them, she was essentially using them as shields. Her strength was absolute, so great that even the White Supreme was slightly inferior. Yet even she couldn't withstand such a mighty force. Hence she chose to blend in, forcing the Blood Master to hold back.
Qi Yuan looked at Shang Yanran. "To be honest, I really want you dead right now. But I'm a bit reluctant."
If Shang Yanran died, the game would end. And every time a game reached its finale, Qi Yuan felt that same strange melancholy. Like finishing an anime he’d been following for years, or the last episode of a drama finally airing. He’d stayed in the Flowing Wind World for so many years, longer than even in Canglan World. He'd grown accustomed to it.
Shang Yanran didn't fully understand. Still, she answered softly, with an unexpected sadness in her voice. "I feel the same toward you, Master. I want you gone, yet I also hope you remain in this world.”
Ling Yayi exploded. "Shang Yanran, have you no shame at all?! The outcome is already set, what are you trying to imply?!"
Nevertheless, Shang Yanran remained calm, declaring to Qi Yuan, "I have always believed that justice will triumph over evil!"
"Ha! You? Justice?" Ling Yayi barked a laugh. "Don't make me sick!"
Despite their titles, the Thirteen Northern Demons weren't bloodthirsty murderers. They simply killed their pursuers.
"I've done everything for the sake of the Flowing Wind World," Shang Yanran said steadily. Her tone rose, stirring and impassioned. "My conscience is clear. Ask Bai Ze, every step I took was for this world—for the sake of all living beings!"
Qi Yuan's eyes glimmered with mockery. "Ah, the final boss giving a redemption speech before death. Are you trying to polish the character arc?"
Shang Yanran ignored him. She turned to Bai Ze and demanded, "Wasn’t the North South Pact meant to eradicate the demon spawns? Bringing in the Myriad Demon World’s Supremes, wasn’t that to suppress the demon spawns?”
Bai Ze fell silent for a long time before sighing, "Yanran, your methods are too extreme."
"If not for me and my methods, this world would’ve fallen long ago! Ten thousand years ago, I sacrificed a life to send away nearly three thousand elderly Supremes. And now, again, I took the fall so you can keep your spotless reputation!”
Her voice cracked, almost hysterical.
"When the number of demon spawns reaches a certain threshold, the Flowing Wind World will collapse, and even the Heavenly Dao will be corrupted! This world will become a true paradise for demon spawns!"
Bai Ze said nothing.
"Yet you... you refused to kill. You refused to end the Supremes. I had to do it in your stead. And what happens? Tell me, Bai Ze, who is the true villain here?” Shang Yanran's expression twisted with pain.
Her voice shook with fervor as she swept her gaze across the assembly. "Look at them! One hundred thousand Supremes, such an enormous number! Do you honestly think they’ll choose not to die peacefully?! If even a tenth of them refuse, the Heavenly Dao will be finished! This world is already forsaken by the gods. Once the corruption begins, everyone will turn into fiends!"
Finally, her eyes locked onto Qi Yuan, acting like a tragic heroine. "So tell me, who is the real Great Demon here? Who is truly bringing ruin to the world?!"
1. A japanese term for a girl who is sweet at first but can turn dangerously obsessive ☜
