Spare Me, Great Lord!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

All the armies from the West Region, the East Region, and the South Region had arrived. These three large armies surrounded the vast water, unable to advance any further. Only the North Region had not appeared. But everyone knew that they had to be on the alert against the demons in the North Region.

It was said that those of a different race had different mindsets. If they did not have a greater plan, they would all work together to deal with the North Region.

Lu Shu stood on the city wall of the inner city and looked at the rolling waters.

“Do you think that the other armies have relaxed and are going to attack the city with the Inferno Blood Devils? Once the humans have been exhausted, this world will fall under the control of the Inferno Blood Devils, right?” Zhang Weiyu furrowed his eyebrows.

Lu Shu laughed coldly. “That person probably just wants to obtain the celestial map from me. They do not even care about Qing Kong.”

Just like how masters could defeat Rank Ones in minutes, the evil intention of God Lu did not care whether he used demons or people. As long as he was able to use Lu Shu’s celestial map and jump to the realm of the King of Gods, what was King of Gods to him?

But there was a problem. Qing Kong probably knew that once the evil intention of God Lu had achieved perfection, he would turn around and kill him. The old Blood Devil had waited for a very long time before obtaining freedom. How could he give up just like that?

Were there no opportunities to be seized?

“Wait.” Lu Shu suddenly thought of a problem. “Since the South Region army has successfully arrived, this means that the plans to flood the South Region have failed. But the South Region has been here for a day. Why has no one come to find us?”

Wen Zaifou had said that they would come and help the king, but when they arrived, they were silent. They were supposed to meet at the inner city, right?

“I cannot guess what Teacher Wen is thinking about.” Zhang Weiyu sighed. “When he was the teacher of the Imperial Dragon Soldiers, he was already unusually lively…”

Lu Shu furrowed his eyebrows. The word “unusually” had appeared in many stories. He asked curiously, “Why is he unusual?”

Zhang Weiyu looked at Lu Shu, then looked at Ming Yueye. Ming Yueye panicked. “Zhang Weiyu, don’t speak nonsense! Just talk about him!”

Lu Shu stared at Ming Yueye. Then, he said to Zhang Weiyu, “Speak.”

“Back then, Lord Ming and Teacher Wen were called the two mighty men of the palace of the King of Gods…” Zhang Weiyu paused. “Lord Ming, why are you looking at me? This was the name that the Great Lord gave you! There’s no use looking at me!”

Ming Yueye was about to say something, but Lu Shu stared at him. He could only stare threateningly.

In the end, Zhang Weiyu decided that he could not bear the pressure of speaking bad about him. He rephrased himself, “Back then, Teacher Wen loved to gamble. He also liked to disguise himself and fight sons of wealthy families in the palace.”

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. “He was probably a Rank One then, right? Why did he fight those sons?”

“Master… Teacher Wen was the first person to advance to the master class. Back then, you praised him for having a pure heart.” Zhang Weiyu sighed. “When the sons of the rich families found out that it was Teacher Wen, they were confused. They did not expect a master to constantly pick fights with them…”

When the sons of the rich families found out the truth, they could not believe it. They had fought a master. Furthermore, they fought him everyday… no wonder they could not defeat him!

Back then, the Luniverse had experienced 1000 years of war. The sons of rich families were valiant, unlike the sons of today, who were lovers of culture.

“Wait. There is something I’m curious about.” Lu Shu looked at Ming Yueye. “You are the Big Brother of the Puppet Masters. Your techniques come from the golden paper, right?”

“Yes,” said Ming Yueye.

“Then where did Wen Zaifou’s techniques come from?” Lu Shu asked curiously.

“From the golden paper as well.” Ming Yueye said, as if it was natural. “You gave us all that we have.”

“Then why is he not a Puppet Master?!” This was what Lu Shu was most curious about. As a courtier of God Lu, he had also obtained his techniques from the golden paper. Why was Wen Zaifou not a Puppet Master?

Back then, there were seven Puppet Masters. Ming Yueye, Arcane, Cloud Yi, Tiger Zhi, Dream Chooser, Qing Wu, and Tear Tricker. Qing Wu had died on the journey away from the Luniverse. The rest were all correct.

Wen Zaifou was not included in this list of names!

Ming Yueye opened his clothes and let Lu Shu see the white flame seal on his neck. “This is your seal of a slave. Back then, after the golden paper floated into Wen Zaifou’s body, he obtained the technique, but he wiped off the white flame seal… thus, strictly speaking, Wen Zaifou is not a Puppet Master. He can only be considered as half a Puppet Master. There are times when we would joke that there are actually seven and a half Puppet Masters.”

Lu Shu gasped in shock. What talents did Wen Zaifou have to wipe off the mark of a slave from God Lu?!

There were people in this world who could never become slaves…

At first, Lu Shu was worried that the evil intention of God Lu would secretly ambush Wen Zaifou and play the same trick on Sun Xunwen. But now, he realized that he had been too worried. Wen Zaifou would not become the slave of someone else!

When Lu Shu thought about this, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief. If not, he would have become a public enemy!

Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu. “Continue.”

Zhang Weiyu said, “Back then, Teacher Wen loved to gamble. In order to make him quit gambling, you cut his salary so that he would not have money to gamble. In the end, he took away a decoration from the palace of the King of Gods everyday and walked out. Everyday, he visited the palace of the King of Gods, the shops, and the gambling dens. Not only did he take decorations, you also realized that your pillow was missing when you returned to your room to sleep one day…”

“Why didn’t you stop him?!” Lu Shu was speechless.

“We couldn’t stop him. Great Lord, he was a master…” Zhang Weiyu sounded helpless. “But after you chased him out of the palace, he said that he would quit gambling.”

“Did he quit?” Lu Shu asked curiously. If he actually quit gambling because he was kicked out of the palace, this would mean that Wen Zaifou valued his relationship with God Lu.

Zhang Weiyu said, “No…”

“Pretend I didn’t ask you.”

But at that moment, there was a sudden explosion in the north. Lu Shu looked at the north and sensed frightening waves of energy!

What was happening? Only Qing Kong was left there, right? He calculated the time. The army of Inferno Blood Devils were about to arrive. Who was fighting with the Inferno Blood Devils?

Wait. When Lu Shu connected his willpower with the water, he suddenly realized that water was rapidly flowing to the north. This meant that someone was flooding the north!

Qing Kong was definitely not the one behind this. So who was it?

Lu Shu finally knew where Wen Zaifou had gone… he had hidden in the mountains in the north to play a trick on Qing Kong!