Chapter 923 (You Bastard)
Even the children burst into tears at the sight of the undead because even kids knew that the undead were evil and did all kinds of wicked deeds. Parents immediately covered their children's mouths, and a muffled crying sound filled the square.
The Death Mage felt annoyed; being the male protagonist was tough. Why didn't Your Honor come to be the male protagonist? Moreover, it had to be an evil male protagonist.
Fortunately, the Death Mage's expression couldn't change. Just based on this skull face, he could scare people to death.
"Jejejejeje..."
Imperial Translation: "You will become my sacrifice... Hahaha..."
After saying this, the Death Mage felt that his lines were weak, not at all impressive.
Translation work was left to the evil spirits hovering in the sky.
"Lowly humans! You will become great sacrifices for the mighty undead. You will feel immense honour as you offer your humble lives to the mighty undead!"
Death Mage: "..."
'Damn it! Did I say it like that?'
The translation was unexpectedly sharp, truly embarrassing. Your Honorwas probably mocking him.
This was really embarrassing.
Look at these evil spirits, speaking better than himself. It seemed that when he went back this time, he would have to learn how to speak from Xun Fang.
At this moment, the village chief stood up, his old face revealing fearlessness. "We will not surrender to the undead! Children! Fellow villagers! Stand up, we won't bow to the undead!"
"Yes! We won't yield!"
"That's right! We'll fight to the end!"
"Brothers, pick up your hoes and fight it!"
Hundreds of people were already shouting, and the momentum indeed rose significantly.
Although the Death Mage's eloquence wasn't great, his power was still there!
The Death Scythe in his hand fiercely stabbed into the ground, causing a gust of wind. The powerful pressure shocked everyone, and they all knelt on the ground instantly. Some even spat blood.
Before the Death Mage could speak, the evil spirits began to add lines forcefully.
"Lowly humans, actually provoking the mighty undead. You will become the most miserable sacrifices, and your souls will never find redemption!"
The Death Mage felt that he didn't need to speak anymore; let these evil spirits handle it completely.
This was somewhat pitiful.
Everyone began to pray to the heavens, pleading with the gods to come and save their followers and shatter the evil before them.
However, as everyone prayed, a golden light unexpectedly flashed across the dark sky.
Everyone was stunned, never expecting their prayers to be instantly answered by divine intervention. The gods had not abandoned them; there was still hope.
The golden light of the dark night slowly descended, revealing a figure adorned in golden armour emitting a sacred glow!
Even the gods themselves didn't possess such an imposing presence. Finally, there was salvation!
However, as the golden armour completely descended, everyone was dumbfounded...
This wasn't the gods at all; it was another member of the undead!
Heavens! Were they being played with?
They were all in it together...
Heavens were destined to destroy their human race.
Wearing the golden armour was none other than Ye Hua. Staying in the imperial palace was too boring, so coming out to play with his subordinates was quite interesting. Acting out a little drama with them was fun.
However, this idiot Death Mage couldn't speak at all. Look at how well those evil spirits spoke. When he went back this time, he would have to learn from Xun Fang how to talk. She shouldn't just spend her time fishing; she would go bankrupt sooner or later.
Look at Ye Hua; he never gambled, never touched tobacco or alcohol. He was truly the best man in the world. Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi were fortunate to find such a man; it was a blessing for several lifetimes.
But Ye Hua noticed that his sudden arrival didn't move these people at all. Instead, they looked like they were about to die.
"Jejejeje..."
Imperial Translation: "Who are you?"
Evil spirit: "You bastard, who are you?"
Death Mage: "..."
'Your Honor, this wasn't what I said; you understand what I mean. These lines were added by those evil spirits themselves.'
Hearing those evil spirits calling him a bastard, Ye Hua exploded. This term was reserved for his women, and anyone else who dared to use it would be dealt with!
Ye Hua stretched out a bony hand, grabbing the air! The evil spirit that called him a bastard instantly exploded in mid-air.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on? Weren't they on the same side?
Ye Hua drew his precious sword, also shining with golden light. "I am the embodiment of justice! You damn undead, trying to harm innocent humans. I will not forgive you!"
With Ye Hua's words, an unmatched aura emanated from his entire body. Everyone was left stunned. This undead! He had a strong sense of justice!
The evil spirits began speaking again, "You, the scum of the undead, dare to harm your own kind just for these humble humans. Great Mage, quickly grant it death and let it understand that the dignity of the undead cannot be violated."
Death Mage felt extremely hopeless. Why were the evil spirits he summoned so outstanding? Did anyone care about his feelings? After all, he was their boss's boss.
Ye Hua thought the evil spirits' acting was not bad. Looking at this Death Mage, he stood there like a fool, motionless.
Lifting his big sword, Ye Hua pointed it at Death Mage and shouted, "You are the disgrace of the undead! The undead race yearns for peace. It's because of people like you that tarnish the reputation of my undead race. Today, I'll let you taste the might of my big sword!"
After saying this, Ye Hua leaped high with his big sword in hand.
Death Mage's eyes flashed with a red light. This was the first time he fought with Your Honor! It was the supreme honour, the utmost glory!
With the Death Scythe in hand, Death Mage raised both hands above his head.
Clang!
A terrifying aura spread out.
Ye Hua said in a deep voice, "Let's go outside and fight. Do not harm the innocent!"
"Jejejeje…"
Imperial Translation: "As you wish!"
Saying this, the two disappeared into the night sky. However, not long after, a brilliant explosion unfolded not far away. The villagers were left dumbfounded. They were so powerful!
No one knew who would win. Hopefully, it would be the righteous undead. If it was the evil one, they were surely doomed!
However, not far away, Ye Hua stood with hands behind his back while Death Mage played around with magic by his side. Fireballs here, lightning spells there, creating a scene of a battle!
"Death Mage, your eloquence needs more practice," Ye Hua said indifferently.
"Jejejeje…"
Imperial Translation: "Understood."
"And also, when acting, you have to immerse yourself. Even if you only know how to say jejejeje, pay attention to the tone, fluctuating up and down. That's how you can portray your inner thoughts. Understand?"
Death Mage didn't quite get it.
"Jejejeje~"
Imperial Translation: "Understood."
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