Chapter 732.2 - Ran Min (1/2)
Ran Min
Under a steel tower.
There was a muscular brown-haired man holding a giant blade. With many injuries, he stared at another man who had blood-red hair and eyes and radiated with bloody aura.
“Slay of Nernaean Hydra!” The muscular man was actually Hercules. Immediately, he shot nine arrows at his opponent. With a halberd and a spear in each hand, the opponent did not bat an eyelid at the nine poisonous arrows that were sticking at his chest. The most he did was just shivering. He took a step forward, staring back at Hercules with a pair of eyes filled with hatred. Moments later, he threw a blood-red scroll into the sky, “I, Ran Min, will not fall before killing all of you bastards! Not even God can stop me! I would kill Him even if He comes! Ahh!”
“The Hu has been messing in Zhongyuan for decades. Today, I’m here to kill them all. I hope everyone will join me. The Hu has been bullying the Han for decades. They killed our citizens and snatched our shrine and temple. Today, I’m here to get revenge. The dignity of our race will be returned! Those who bully and kill the Han shall die! We will kill all the entire Hu race and rebuild the Han nation! Eliminating the Hu is the responsibility of the Hans! I, Ran Min will not be limited by God!”
Thousands of complaints were heard from the scroll. ‘The Han is treated as food.’, ‘Women and children died without a grave.’ This scroll, assembling everyone to eliminate an entire race was filled with blood and hatred.
“With heaven above us, I, Ran Min volunteer to initiate the elimination of Hu! I swear to God that I will kill every single Hu in this world until they are all eliminated!”
Suddenly, the cries of teenage girls, babies, and men were heard from Ran Min’s body. The screams of the citizens were repeating and never-ending.
Knowing that Ran Min’s endless hatred was getting stronger every minute and every second, Hercules frowned. The poison did him no harm! He then dragged his giant blade and slashed at Ran Min.
With a smooth motion, Ran Min blocked the attack with his spear and halberd. The sound of bones cracking was heard and the ground below him scattered. “Kill!”
Using the momentum of the attack, he swung his spear and halberd as if a blood lotus was blooming. To say that the battle was intense was an understatement.
A car stopped on the bridge and there was a green-haired man inside who frowned. “What kind of creature is that? Just by himself, he was able to kill Hercules 7 times! Lancelot, kill him.”
With a smile, a handsome guy with gold long hair pulled out his glorious sword and disappeared from the car.
Ran Min was getting stronger and Hercules was getting weaker hearing the screams of the vengeful spirits. In a flash, he saw Lancelot. Even though he was not resigned, he stopped Ran Min from moving, enduring the pain of a spear and halbert stabbing at his heart. A slash flashed.
Ran Min’s head flew out.
At the side, Zhang Zhengxiong pondered. Shit! Does this mean I’m disqualified?! His mind turned black for a second. Humans are eating humans. There was a mother witnessing his own child being killed and cooked. There was also another child witnessing his own mother being killed right in front of his eyes. ‘The Hans are useless. All the Hans are domestic animals! It’s an honor to be eaten! Why did you choose to be of a low-class race?!’ No, it shouldn’t be like that! A teenager witnessed his friends turning into pots of food and in order to survive, he was forced to eat their flesh with a smile on his face. A bloody tear flowed into his heart. Is there a need for humanity?! Is there a need for kindness?! No, we don’t need all of that! Why are they eating our race? Why?! It’s because we’re not strong enough! We’re not cruel enough! There were too many who hold pens instead of blades! It’s not enough! Not enough! Not enough!!! Kill! Kill! Kill all the Hu! The Hu women must die! The children of Hu must die! Those who look like Hu must die too! Hahaha! Kill!
Zhang Zhengxiong came back to his senses and saw the head flying at the very next moment.