At this moment.

Although Captain Mountain King knew he was doomed, a strange thought surfaced in his mind: "In terms of being crafty and deceitful, I really am no match for the Canglan People."

He considered himself to be among the top in cunning within his many kin in the city-state.

But compared to the Canglan People, he felt a deep sense of inadequacy.

The next second.

The expected attack descended.

"Boom!"

There was a sound like thunderclap.

The captain felt a terrifying force enveloping him.

And at this moment, he was at the transition point of "old strength gone, new strength not yet born."

The Power he could mobilize was less than a tenth of his normal capabilities.

He could only rely on his physique and the Ice Armor on his body to withstand the enemy's attack.

Another thought crept into his mind: "Truly, the Canglan People, always calculating everything to perfection."

Then.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

The captain almost fainted from the intense pain.

This was an unimaginable pain.

Every cell in his body seemed to scream frantically, "It's killing me."

And then.

The captain lost sensation in his limbs, shoulders, tail, and other key parts.

He naturally understood that it wasn't that he couldn't feel, but that those parts had been smashed.

In other words, he was completely ruined.

The captain couldn't take it anymore and began to scream loudly.

"Ah~ Ah~"

After several seconds.

The captain finally recovered a bit of consciousness, gasping heavily, "Huah, huah."

He opened his eyes, only to see a figure had somehow appeared dozens of meters away in the distance.

The captain was momentarily dazed, enduring the severe pain with all his might, and asked, "Are you the Canglan People?"

He didn't want to disgrace the Mountain King Race, nor show weakness before the Canglan People, so he struggled to maintain his calm demeanor.

Yang Fan nodded, "Yes."

After he spoke, his right hand moved slightly.

A broken stinger tail, without its end, suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This was precisely the captain's stinger tail.

The captain's vertical pupils suddenly constricted, filled with anger and mixed with a touch of humiliation.

Yang Fan examined the stinger tail and smiled, "This is a good thing!"

The captain felt increasingly embarrassed.

To him, having his tail played with in the enemy's hands was a nakedly huge humiliation.

"Woo~"

Yang Fan swung the stinger tail, creating a light sound.

He spoke eloquently: "I just found that when facing the resistance brought by Power, this stinger tail can reduce the impact to an astonishing level.

"The knowledge contained within the stinger tail is very much worth the Canglan Civilization's study."

The captain groaned in pain but forced himself to endure it, sarcastically saying, "Is the Canglan People's way of learning to dismantle the Mountain King Race's stinger tails?"

Yang Fan, in a matter-of-fact tone, "If the Canglan Civilization had strong enough power, we certainly wouldn't mind doing so."

He paused and asked in return, "If the Mountain King Race discovered a path leading to the Canglan Star, would you spare the Canglan People?"

The captain did not answer.

Yang Fan shrugged and concluded, "So, weakness is the original sin."

The captain slightly nodded, acknowledging this, "I agree."

Yang Fan suddenly grinned, "What kind of thing are you?"

The captain was momentarily confused.

"Woo~"

A sharp screech suddenly sounded.

The stinger tail swiftly flicked over, grazing past the captain's face.

A sharp spike precisely pierced into one vertical pupil, digging the eyeball out.

"Ah~"

The captain cried out again.

Ice-blue blood quickly gushed from his eye socket.

Yang Fan's tone carried disdain, "I'm just an Early stage Warrior, and you, as a High Rank Warrior, can't even defeat an Early stage Warrior, and you think you're worthy of agreeing with me?"

In the Dream Realm, he had witnessed these Mountain King Race individuals numerous times, tearing out the hearts of the Canglan People and eating them raw.

This included even many children, with the scene so bloody it was outrageous.

This Primordial Race's cruelty was exceptional, which is why Yang Fan tormented him so ruthlessly.

The captain lowered his head slightly, the remaining vertical pupil filled with an even denser sense of humiliation.

Damn Canglan People!

If there's even a shred of opportunity, I will definitely send this information back to the city-state, utterly destroying the Canglan Civilization, and turning all Canglan People into the lowliest slaves!

The captain raised his head, the humiliation in his vertical pupil vanished.

He calmly said, "Forgive my rudeness, but your actions just now were meaningless."

Yang Fan smiled, "No! All the Canglan People who know me understand that I never do meaningless things."

The captain's heart gave a start.

Yang Fan's right hand moved again.

A dark wooden carving, its surface carved with a Buddha Face, appeared out of thin air in the ice water.

Originally, the Buddha Face had a sneaky expression, but the moment it sensed the ice water, its expression turned into one of grimacing.

It couldn't help but exclaim, "So cold~"

Yang Fan asked curiously, "You're just a piece of wood, is wood afraid of the cold?"

The Buddha Face displayed an obedient expression, "My supreme master, my body is indeed wood, not sensitive to temperature, but my soul can perceive the environment."

The thing glanced around and added, "I do not like the cold environment."

The captain watched in astonishment, "Is this a Deceitful Artifact?"

The Buddha Face ignored the Mountain King Race as if the latter didn't exist, still looking fawningly at its master.

The captain was even more astonished.

He had seen many Deceitful Artifacts in the city-state, but each of them had an even nastier personality than the next.

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