ryethenovel Chapter 805 The First Surrender!
Chapter 805 The First Surrender!
Just then, the pool of golden-red flesh scattered on the deck ruins, accompanied by the powerful life force of the Jiang family's high-level martial god, began to writhe and twitch wildly, attempting to reconstruct that proud body.
Jiang Yulan's bloodshot phoenix eyes, filled with extreme resentment and rage, were fixed on Lin Qiye.
"Who...who are you?!"
Her voice was hoarse and shrill, carrying a desperate, cornered frenzy, as if she wanted to tear away the other person's disguise at this moment.
however.
Lin Qiye didn't even lift his eyelids. He simply bent his long index finger slightly again and casually pressed it into the air towards Jiang Yulan's flesh and blood that was being reconstructed.
"boom--!!!"
A muffled explosion, several times more violent than before, suddenly erupted above the pile of golden blood!
Her recovering body was shattered in that instant by an irresistible force!
"Pfft!"
The body, which was originally half intact, was instantly transformed into countless tiny, flying blood droplets, no bigger than a fingernail, under that immense pressure, and completely exploded into a shapeless pile of mud.
Golden blood of the God of War splattered across the ruins within a radius of a hundred meters.
Lin Qiye withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping coldly over the Jiang family women who were trembling with fear and didn't even dare to breathe.
He spoke again, his tone still as calm as still water:
"I told you, quiet down."
This time, even the female warriors who were on two other cargo ships and witnessed everything through surveillance were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
……
An hour later.
On the cold, desolate vacuum track, the cargo ship, which was originally unremarkable in appearance and is now severely damaged, rolls silently in the gravitational tides.
All the female warriors were already terrified by the lingering power of that single finger that killed the Fifth Elder.
Under the absolute suppression of Lin Qiye's divine sense, the thousands of Jiang family women, who were originally dressed up and ready to "vacation and gild their resumes" at the border, were all gathered in the relatively intact cabin of this flagship ship, like a flock of sheep.
The once spacious and luxurious lounge was now packed with people.
The once precious perfume scents and delicate dessert aromas are now completely masked by a thick, bloody stench of "despair".
At the foot of the steps at the front of the hall, a dozen or so half-step martial god girls, who were usually arrogant and influential among the younger generation of the Jiang family, were now kneeling in unison on the cold floor.
They were smarter and more pragmatic than those terrified female warriors.
Faced with that absolute power, which cannot even be explained by logic, the so-called "dignity of the founding family" is nothing more than a piece of waste paper that can be torn apart at any time.
Seeing that Fifth Elder Jiang Yulan was crushed into blood and gore by that man without even a chance to rebuild her physical body, the last embers of resistance in their hearts had long been extinguished.
Leading the group was the spoiled young girl who had previously mocked Lin Qiye for not being able to afford to pay.
At this moment, her forehead was pressed firmly against the ground, her delicate body trembled violently like a sieve, and her voice was sharp and humble:
"My lord... all 1,032 clansmen inside the flagship have been brought under control."
As she spoke, she secretly raised her eyes and looked at the man sitting in the command chair that originally belonged to the Fifth Elder, who was resting with his eyes closed.
"Everyone... has gathered here as you instructed and handed over their terminals. Anyone who dares to contact the family without authorization... we will personally deal with them."
When she said the words "clean house," her voice carried a ruthless edge, as if she had nothing to lose.
In her view, this was only a temporary surrender.
As long as she could survive, as long as she could wait for her family's reinforcements to arrive... until then, she would not hesitate to kill a few disobedient members of her clan to appease this devil!
Lin Qiye kept his eyes closed, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest. Every "tap, tap" sound that came out of the deathly silent cabin was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of these Jiang family women.
Then he slowly opened his eyes.
His dark purple eyes, like deep black holes, coldly swept over the rows of bowed heads below.
He could certainly sense the arrogance and resentment deep within the hearts of these women from the Jiang family's direct lineage, stemming from habit.
But in his eyes, these so-called emotions are not worth mentioning.
Lin Qiye's lips curled up slightly, and he flicked his right index finger lightly.
"Buzz—!"
A wisp of golden-red divine light, as thin as a hair yet condensed to the extreme, meandered through the void as if it were alive.
Finally, it precisely pierced the brow of another beautiful but pale-faced half-step martial god girl.
"Mmm... Ah!"
The girl's delicate body stiffened abruptly, then she let out an uncontrollable moan.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the girl, who had been weak and listless, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling spiritual light, like the rising sun!
"This...this is?!"
The spoiled young girl kneeling at the front suddenly looked up, her peach blossom eyes filled with extreme shock and greed.
As direct descendants of the Jiang family, they were all too familiar with this kind of fluctuation. They had even sensed a similar aura from afar when the family's interstellar war god ancestors descended to bestow blessings.
"Pure divine source... No! This is a hundred times purer than the divine source bestowed by the Ancestor!"
Among the crowd, several knowledgeable half-step Martial Gods gasped in unison.
The look in their eyes as they looked at the girl instantly shifted from sympathy to naked jealousy.
The girl who received the divine source was currently immersed in a pleasant feeling that was almost like a spiritual sublimation.
Her Martial God Barrier, which had troubled her for nearly a century and remained unmoved no matter how many top-tier resources she consumed, was now cracking like snowflakes under the scorching sun under the overwhelming divine source!
"I've broken through... I'm almost there! My bottleneck... is broken?!"
The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with tears of extreme joy.
Feeling the unprecedented surge of power within her, she no longer cared about family dignity or the life or death of the Fifth Elder.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The girl kowtowed frantically to Lin Qiye, the sound of her forehead hitting the floor particularly jarring in the silent cabin. Her voice trembled, filled with an almost morbid fervor and gratitude.
"Thank you for your grace, my lord! Jiang Ruoshui... is willing to die for you! For all eternity, I will never betray you!"
Seeing this dramatic scene, Lin Qiye chuckled and leaned back lazily in his chair.
This old-fashioned trope of spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones is still effective.
For these female warriors from founding families who grew up in a rigid class system and believed in the supremacy of power, their own divine source was the most deadly poison.
He could feel that the thousands of gazes in the entire hall had completely changed in that instant.