The villain's daily corpse collection

Dusk is approaching and the setting sun is blood-red.

The schedule written on the notice board today is: around the time of Xu, the South City will be closed and pedestrians will return home early.

The inn they were staying in was near Nanshi, so the location for the action was quite advantageous for Wang Wei. It was not far from Huo Feng, which meant it was not far from the power.

But there is also the possibility of being discovered at any time.

Wang Wei showed up at the fastest speed in Nanshi. The vendors on the road had already packed up and left. There was no one on the street, as if they had known that something big was going to happen here. Wang Wei suspected that the city schedule he saw today was deliberately tampered with. There were many rules in the city, and this one was not a rare one.

The dim setting sun was reflected on the bluestone floor, the wind was whistling like a ghost, and the eaves bells were broken and fell to the ground, making a noisy sound.

She was wearing a long blue and white gown, and gradually stepped onto the long street. The aura of the gods here was getting stronger and stronger, but the other party was still not showing up. She felt that someone was using divine sense to spy on her every move.

"If you don't come out, I'll leave." Wang Wei used his divine power to transmit sound. The sound formed ripples in the air and spread around, as if searching for someone hiding in the dark.

Suddenly, she came to a house and looked up. The title on the plaque had long disappeared. This was an unnamed house. The ancient and mottled gate was closed. She waved her hand and the gate fell backwards.

In the flying dust, stood a nine-foot-tall man wearing black silver armor.

"I thought it would take you longer to find me." His voice was not loud, but it sounded a bit sarcastic.

"You?" Wang Wei raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Is that how you address me? Are Zi Sangkui's servants so ignorant of etiquette and hierarchy?"

"I am not her servant! The master treats us all equally, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. The master is different from you. She is willing to give everything for her family and even the entire water tribe." The man's brows were twisted into a "川" shape. "But what about you? You actually wantonly slaughtered a branch of your own family! It's simply insane."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Although no one attacked, the man inexplicably felt a strong pressure. Then, he couldn't help but look away from Wang Wei.

"Your name is Feng'e, and you are the martial protector under her command." Wang Wei stood there, thought for a long time, and finally said the name.

"So what?"

"Nothing, I just want to kill you and benefit the mortal world at the same time, which can also be regarded as accumulating merit for me."

"You! Bo Shang Wangwei, today I will help my master solve his problems!" Feng E picked up the two giant axes behind him and chopped at Wangwei. The giant axe was a divine weapon from heaven, and the ink-colored patterns carved on it looked like flowing water in the reflection of light, and it looked like a gluttonous beast with its fangs and claws bared.

Wang Wei dodged easily, the axe seemed to split the air in half. She quickly moved to the corridor in the courtyard, where the terrain was very narrow, which had a fatal counter-effect on the use of heavy weapons.

"You all are here? You don't think that just because I have come down to earth, you are worthy of being my opponent?" Wang Wei chuckled, his body as light as catkins, yet like the wind, he was in control of the direction in which he would float in the next moment.

Feng Er swung the axe with all his strength, smashing the corridor pavilion into pieces, but did not hurt Wang Wei at all.

"I alone am enough to deal with you!" Feng Er chopped off another load-bearing pillar in the corridor pavilion with an axe, which was also the most important pillar.

"Crack--" The pavilion suddenly lost its support and began to collapse, and the roof of the corridor fell down in sequence like dominoes.

Wang Wei stood motionless behind the flying dust and mist, as if the dust was separated by an invisible barrier. Feng E, however, was covered in dirt and dust. He kicked away the broken and scrapped wood and climbed out of the ruins in a panic.

"I haven't even made a move yet, and you're so incompetent." Wang Wei looked at Feng E expressionlessly.

Feng'e looked at the spotless Wang Wei, his face twitching slightly. He had just worked so hard to destroy half of the house, but the other party acted as if nothing had happened?

"Why didn't you fight back!" Feng Er wiped the dust off his face.

"I have never heard of anyone requesting to die." Wang Wei formed a seal with his right hand behind his back, flashed close to Feng'e's position, grabbed his throat from mid-air, and lifted Feng'e up.

Why hasn’t Huo Feng returned to the inn yet?

Wang Wei had not made a move because most of her strength was on Huo Feng. She had to keep her composure and delay until the time was right - when Huo Feng returned to the inn, she could act without restraint.

Feng'e struggled for a few times, and then used his strength to break free from the restraints around his neck. Wang Wei turned around and quietly shook his hands.

——I haven’t practiced my skills for a long time, and I’m feeling a little rusty at them.

Feng Er narrowed his eyes and stared for a while, then said, "You can't beat me at all? Lan Shuo said that you are very weak now, it seems to be true."

"What?" Wang Wei suspected that he had heard it wrongly. "Xu? Who are you talking about?"

You are weak, your whole family is weak.

Feng Er flew over, controlled the magic weapon Heaven Axe and swung at her, his movements were several times faster than before. He chuckled, "Just now it was just a warm-up to test your strength, now it's real. I heard that your life is very valuable. You said that I cut off your head and sold it to Tianzun as a favor, so our Chen Zhongtian has made a great contribution?"

"You are sick... You can't stand up after kneeling for too long. Just one word from you, and I have worked for thousands of years in vain. I think you really want to die." Wang Wei had a look of disappointment on his face, "How many times do I have to say it? Chen Zhongtian is no different from Tiangong. Make merit? If you kill me, you are a traitor to Chen Zhongtian! Why do you think the water tribe exists independently? You should study history carefully."

Wang Wei wrapped his axe with his whisk, and the giant axe was tightly wrapped by the wolf's tail, swallowing everything like a vine.

"No matter how weak I am, I can't be killed by a small fry like you." Wang Wei said, and her fingertips spells were no less powerful. She clenched her teeth and looked fierce.

"I am Lord Zisang's general, not a small follower!" Feng Er pulled the axe with all his strength, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the wolf's tails became. Some of them even climbed up his forearms. The wolf's tails were as thin as needles and pierced into his skin. He couldn't help but howl in pain.

"Zi Sangkui, weren't you also defeated by me? What else can a useless subordinate do except becoming more useless?" Wang Wei commented bluntly.

The opponent was obviously even more angry. He used his strength to break countless wolf tails. Wang Wei frowned. The Heaven Axe was made of black iron, and it could not be damaged unless it was an equal artifact. Wang Wei couldn't tear it apart with a mortal object, and his spiritual power was insufficient. After struggling for a while, he found that it was nothing but a waste. She turned around and retracted her whisk, keeping some distance from him.

Wang Wei felt that she had always lacked a handy weapon. She had always relied on magic in the past. As long as she kept a safe distance, she could do anything, and no one could get close to her. She was invincible. But now, she had to face the reality that she had become weaker, and she had to have a lethal weapon to be safe.

Huo Feng...she felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought that her fate was tied to someone else, even if that person did not pose any threat to her.

Her physical strength was gradually running out. When competing with a power-type opponent, the best way was to fight quickly. Feng Er used his trump card. He used two axes to force her back. One of the axes went straight to her slender neck. The moment the axe chopped down, she even foresaw her own death. The next moment - Huo Feng stepped into the range of power, and he returned to the inn.

Wang Wei's body was emitting dazzling light, Feng'e's eyes were burned and stung, so he had to put down the axe to cover his eyes. Wang Wei's forehead showed the same pair of eyes that he had seen in Rongbao Tower before, and the divine pattern on one side of his cheek was looming. The double pupils looked at the enemy, and Feng'e took a big step back in fear.

"I've had enough fun. I've tested my strength and found that it has too many loopholes in actual combat." Wang Wei said slowly, "But, you are not qualified to be my life and death sparring partner."

Wang Wei dodged and passed directly over his body. Feng Er widened his eyes, not understanding what happened. He only felt that the spiritual power in his body was drained in an instant. He felt that his body gradually became heavy, his breathing was short, his eye sockets were wet and liquid was still flowing down, as were his ears and the corners of his mouth... This was bleeding from all seven orifices.

Feng Er looked at everything in front of him in shock, while Wang Wei glanced at him from the side.

"With such little spiritual power, you dare to come out and embarrass yourself. Do you know why you are the first one here?" Wang Wei walked closer. Feng E's throat was blocked by blood and he could not utter a word.

"Because, they are all watching this duel between you and me in the dark." Wang Wei covered his lips with his hands and looked at him with a smile, "You are the first one to go into battle - to die. Seeing you die so miserably, they will have to consider their own level."

At times like this, the less she attacks, the less she will show her weakness. When the time is right, she will strike again to intimidate. She has never been one to risk her life. Even though she has died countless times, she treats each death as the last. Especially this time in the lower world, the variables are unknown.

Feng Er was so angry that he vomited blood. His body fell backwards uncontrollably and fell straight into a well in the yard. His divine body instantly turned into clear water and filled the dried-up well.

"Bo Shang Wang Wei!" An angry voice came from behind her. Wang Wei's body was shocked. Another person came. Could it be that today was really a war of human waves?

Moreover, she was very familiar with this voice. It was the voice of the Fire God, Yinghuo, whom she had met not long after she came to the lower world. Looking at her posture, she really wanted to kill herself.

What is coming will come sooner or later. Not only Mars, but other gods will come sooner or later too.

Wang Wei turned around slowly and saw the divine flames of Mars falling all around. Wang Wei touched a red fireball floating in front of her with her finger, and the burning pain spread throughout her body in an instant. She had blocked her own way.

"Lord Mars, how are you?" Wang Wei reluctantly withdrew his finger and smiled at her.

"If I'm fine, you must be!" Yinghuo approached step by step, and red lotuses sprouted under his feet. The lotus core wrapped around Wang Wei's calves, and then gradually wrapped around her arms, torso, and even her neck. Wang Wei looked around, and there was really no way to retreat.

"As expected, you are hiding in the territory of the human race in the mortal world. Unfortunately, your divine power is so special that I can sense it from a long distance away. Tell me, how are you going to beg me?"

"I beg you, please let me go?" Wang Wei raised his eyes and looked into her eyes. Her pupils reflected the blazing flames of the sky as well as Wang Wei's pale face.

"If you beg me, I won't chop off your head. I will kindly leave your body intact." Yinghuo curled his lips, with an attitude of winning, "All grudges end here, and it will definitely not affect other people in Chenzhongtian."

"Then I beg you, Sister Yinghuo, please don't kill me, okay?" Wang Wei smiled, his tone gentle, as if he was talking about a passionate love affair.

Yinghuo's breathing stagnated, and he took two steps back, looking suspicious and asking, "You...what do you mean? Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?"

Wang Wei lowered his eyebrows and said in a gentle voice: "Why do you always misunderstand me? We haven't even met up close in the past few thousand years, and every time we meet, you are always hostile to me. I really don't understand why you are so hostile to me?"

It would be useless to confront a god of Yinghuo's level head-on. Yinghuo's brain was not as good as the lotus under her feet, which knew so many twists and turns. There was still a glimmer of hope if she attacked from another place.

"You!" Yinghuo laughed out of anger, "You are really good at pretending. You ask questions even though you know the answer! You chopped off my uncle's head. Do you plan to forget about it?"

"Just because of this matter, you have been looking for me for thousands of years?" Wang Wei obviously didn't understand the final answer.

"Isn't this enough? You killed the elder of my clan! You... Hey, you really don't understand what family affection is. I almost forgot that your second uncle was wiped out by you? Of course you don't understand what family affection is." Yinghuo gritted his teeth and listed Wang Wei's crimes.

Wang Wei put away her pretentious expression. She looked at Yinghuo seriously and said, "You only know one thing, not the other. You don't know the circumstances under which I made this choice." She sighed, "Everyone says that the power of the demon god is strong, so strong that it scares the gods, but they don't know that it is in me, and I can't choose it at all."

"Could it be that the power that controls you to kill people?" Yinghuo frowned and asked inquiringly.

"That's not the case." Wang Wei chuckled. "I have never been at the mercy of that power. It was precisely because I wanted to escape from its control that I did those things. You are right. Once you agree to cooperate with that power, there will be endless darkness in this world. I hate darkness and the passive feeling of being manipulated by others, so I never agreed to it."

Yinghuo looked at her expression carefully, and it was not fake.

"Your uncle, the previous Fire God, was like most gods. He killed me indiscriminately. I just learned to resist. The version you heard was that I killed people for no reason—"

Wang Wei looked at Yinghuo's expression and said, "But you don't know that I have been killed by him three times. I've had enough."

She tried to curl the corners of her lips, but she couldn't smile.