2242 Let me be your hero instead

At this moment, Nameless Nie looked like he crawled out of the deepest pits of h.e.l.l. His hatred-filled eyes were akin to Odin’s eyes examining the entire Independent State.

They had to pay a b.l.o.o.d.y price for that incident!

“It’s time to change the Independent State’s rules,” Nameless Nie expressionlessly said. “Why can’t you marry an outsider? It’s truly absurd. Love is the natural course of things—how can a bunch of idiots and n.o.bodies like you all forcefully stop it…”

“What a joke!” an elder from an ancient clan ridiculed her. “These are rules that have been established since the Independent State was created. Your insolence isn’t allowed!”

“That’s right, we represent the supreme power of the Independent State. We represent G.o.d; that’s the rules!” Clan Leader Jiang Ying from the Direct Line proclaimed.

Nameless Nie fell silent.

A long while later, Nameless Nie slowly looked up and ran his eyes over the Direct Line and the Collateral Branch. “If you’re G.o.d…”

Nameless Nie’s lips curled up. “Then I am… G.o.d’s taboo.”

“Don’t waste words on him! Kill him!”

Various factions from the Independent State screamed angrily.

“Come, show me what you’ve got,” Nameless Nie frostily responded, standing in his spot.

“Brother…” Ye Wanwan’s voice came from the side.

Nameless Nie’s spine stiffened slightly. He didn’t look at his parents and younger sister; he didn’t look at their gazes of extreme disappointment.

After a prolonged silence, Nameless Nie aloofly turned to Ye Wanwan and said, “Go back. Pretend I’m dead.”

Ye Wanwan scrutinized Nameless Nie for a few seconds before abruptly laying her hand over his left shoulder. “This time… let me be your superhero instead.”

Before Nameless Nie could react, Ye Wanwan yelled toward the crowd, “Are the members of the Fearless Alliance and the Rose of Death here?!”

“Here!”

Ear-splitting shouts were heard.

“Good.” Ye Wanwan nodded. “Now, I’ll represent the Fearless Alliance and the Rose of Death and announce that we’re withdrawing from the Collateral Branch and the Direct Line. Today, we’ll unconditionally support Nameless Nie. Whoever dares to touch a hair on him, I’ll give them a one-way ticket to h.e.l.l!”

The elders, higher-ups, Big Dipper, and Seven Star all rushed over to Ye Wanwan’s side.

On the other side, the members of the Rose of Death also poured out like a nest of bees and swarmed toward Ye Wanwan.

“You! You’re asking for your death…”

Clan Leader Jiang shouted, his expression enraged.

“Is that so? Let’s try.”

A man’s bone-chilling voice resounded through the battlefield.

At some point in time, that glacial man had quietly moved next to Ye Wanwan, and his apathetic eyes were utterly placid.

“Lord Asura…”

The people from the Direct Line looked at each other with a frown.

“Si Yehan, what are you doing?!”

Upon seeing this, the clan leader of the ancient Si clan yelled instantaneously.

“Do I need to ask you before doing something?” Si Yehan retorted indifferently.

“You…” Fear flitted through the clan leader’s eyes, and he didn’t dare to say anything more.

“Sh*t, Ah-Jiu… He’s gone mad, he’s gone mad! He’s seriously gone mad…” Jiang Lihen was astonished.

“The factions of Prison have always belonged to the same camp. Becoming enemies with the Independent State is my dream.” Xie Qianchuan laughed and led Slaughter’s Gate out of the crowd.

Jiang Lihen exasperatedly glanced at these two lunatics before languidly strolling forward, his cutting gaze sweeping over the battlefield. “If you want to play, sure… Just give us the word, and our Prison will play until the end!”