Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 431: Collective Anger (Please Subscribe)

Is Pei Yan arrogant? Of course, he is arrogant! He just wants to be this arrogant! He truly cannot comprehend where these people, who are on the verge of being utterly defeated and destroyed, still find their pride and confidence. He is determined to crush their pride into dust, forcing them to see reality clearly and reposition themselves before negotiating with him.

Facing Pei Yan’s firm intention to eliminate him, Raphael was truly torn with mixed feelings. The joy was that this person fiercely aroused the Demon Race’s sense of pride, making them unite against a common enemy. The worry was that he had no idea if these people could withstand this madman, and for how long!

"Raphael, don’t do anything foolish. Hand over the Star Disk of the Sanctuary to me, and I will let you leave on your own!" Sifuer shouted in persuasion, looking at Raphael through the crowd while being escorted by Bailang and others.

"Hand it over to you? You want me to leave on my own? Can you control that crazy dog in the sky?" Raphael glared with bloodshot eyes at Sifuer. At this moment, he couldn’t care less about the noble demeanor he had learned to fake over the days. He stripped off his coat and shirt, revealing a strong chest, and hysterically shouted, pointing at the sparkling Star Disk embedded in his chest, "You want this thing? Come on! Come and grab it! If I sense any threat, I’ll immediately activate the Star Disk to shut down the defensive array! At worst, we all die together!"

"I can leave with my people protecting you! You should know that the Star Disk cannot be taken out of this space. You’ll have to leave it behind before you exit! If the Netherworld King cannot guide your path, there’s nothing I can do. Anyway, the Red Plague will end in a few days. I can just leave a message for my people to gather at the next sanctuary! But I assure you, once you shut down the defensive array and crush that thing in your hand, even if Shitang doesn’t kill you, the angry crowd here will tear you to pieces. Think about it, Raphael, it’s not easy for you to make it to today, and you don’t want to destroy a lifetime of effort here, right? If you survive, there’s still a chance to start over!" Bailang, shielding Sifuer, took a step forward and earnestly persuaded.

Apparently, Bailang’s words had an impact on Raphael. Like a trapped beast, he lowered his head, pondering briefly before suddenly looking up and questioning quietly, "Can you really do it?"

"Whether we can do it, I don’t know, but you don’t have much time!" Saying this, both Bailang and Raphael looked up simultaneously. By now, many members of the Demon Race, either coerced by Raphael’s words or unable to stand Pei Yan’s arrogance, began flying into the sky. Seeing this, Bailang looked down at Raphael and continued, "That person uses the time you’re spending wastefully here to break through the defenses you’ve rallied at the last minute, which is the time you have to escape! Every minute you waste here brings you closer to death!"

Knowing that Bailang’s words were true, Raphael decisively turned and left, while Bailang and Sifuer exchanged glances, sighed, and followed closely behind.

"Kid, you’re indeed powerful, but aren’t you a bit too arrogant? This is, after all, the Hell Plane, not your energy-desolate wasteland. I don’t know what grudge you have with Raphael, but he’s already been defeated and surrendered; you haven’t lost anything. I advise you to be the bigger person and spare him a life; we still have a chance to sit down and talk!" A burly Demon Race warrior with a greatsword strapped to his back said, crossing his arms over his chest in the sky above. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Pei Yan, looking at the man confidently speaking in front of him, removed his helmet, and with a finger picking his ear disdainfully said, "You know, in my world, there’s a philosopher who once said something."

Despite feeling displeased with Pei Yan’s rude gesture, the Demon Race warrior held his temper, grinned, and asked, "What did he say?"

"Those who don’t understand what others have experienced, yet advise them to be magnanimous! Please stay away from them because during a thunderstorm, they might get caught in the crossfire!" Pei Yan said, flicking away what he had picked from his ear.

"You’re mocking me! What kind of philosopher would say such a thing!" Overcome by multiple provocations, the Demon Race warrior finally couldn’t suppress his temper. He drew the greatsword from behind his back and roared in anger.

"Guo Degang!" As soon as he uttered this, Pei Yan activated his lightsaber, transforming into a stream of light and charging forward.

"Beck! Engage him in close combat. We’ve seen his swordsmanship; it’s bizarre but doesn’t have the power to break our Scale Armor!" At this moment, two more figures flew up beside the burly man, loudly reminding him.

The large man called Bell swung his greatsword with a grim smile, saying, "I know!" However, the next second, his smile froze on his face. His meticulously maintained large sword was sliced like paper in the instant it met Pei Yan’s lightsaber, cut easily in two. Before he could react, a searing heat sliced across his neck.

After decapitating Bell, Pei Yan’s form didn’t pause. He grabbed Bell’s hair with his left hand, tossing his head towards another companion in the midst of their frantic state, and turned to slash at the one who had just issued a warning from the other side.

"Damn it! Crystalize!" Scott cursed, his eyes turning blood-red as black mist rapidly spewed out, instantly covering his entire body and weapon with a layer of dark purple crystal.

Thump! As the two swords clashed, Pei Yan watched with slight surprise at the crystallized longsword in Scott’s hand. Although the surface crystals softened and dissipated quite a bit upon contact with the lightsaber, it indeed blocked his strike. It seemed that the Demon Race truly possessed some skills.

At this moment, a sharp wind gust blew past his back, and without needing to look back, he knew another person had closed in. He was too lazy to even turn his body, and as the opponent’s attack neared him, leaving no room to dodge, countless muzzles opened from the back plate behind him, instantly unleashing a metallic storm like a violent tempest.

At such a close range, the unprepared Demon Race member was immediately riddled with holes, leaving nothing but a still somewhat intact arm falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, two people had perished, and Scott, seeing his crystalline armor severely depleted upon barely coming into contact with the opponent, instantly panicked. Regretting his rash action, he turned to flee. However, like a death god compelling a reckoning, Pei Yan had no intention of allowing this chance, lunging forward once more.

With no other choice, Scott frantically gathered all his body’s crystalline power onto his longsword to form a defense, one slash, two slashes, three slashes! He thought he could discern the opponent’s sword paths! Perhaps he could hold out until reinforcements arrived!

Slightly reassured, he swung his sword again to meet the enemy’s lightsaber, and then what made him break into a cold sweat occurred; his longsword easily slid past the opponent’s lightsaber; it was missing!

At the next moment, having temporarily disabled his lightsaber to dodge Scott’s strike, Pei Yan reactivated it, allowing the sword to glide past Scott’s lightly defended neck with ease.

"I only want Raphael’s life! If you’re sensible, get far away!" Pei Yan held Scott’s head high, his voice echoing throughout the entire sanctuary space.

Raphael, who had run to the edge of the village, turned back to witness this scene in the sky, his heart pounding with terror!