Translator: La0o9 

Fang Ze felt himself closer to death than ever before.

For a brief moment, Fang Ze was regretting having become a Disaster King.

If he hadn't become a Disaster King, he would've been an ordinary teenager, and with his personality, no one would've ever wanted to kill him.

But then the face of the person who was shot appeared in front of him. A perfectly ordinary person just like he used to be, sacrificed because he happened to block his way.

If that had happened to him, or any of his relatives, that would probably have been a lot more painful than what he was feeling right now.

And I don't believe for a single moment that the D.E.R division's defences would've been broken through so easily.

Fang Ze continued to struggle away from his a.s.sailant without giving up.

Never underestimate an organization that had endured the test of time. Although the D.E.R division had only just come out to the open after the Yue Bu earthquake incident of 16 years ago, they had actually existed ever since the start of the new government.

Despite how fierce today's series of attacks seemed, they should still be in a manageable range for the D.E.R division, otherwise, the D.E.R division would be much too useless for their own good. Unless, there were other hidden factors.

“Aren't you afraid of going too far?” on the roof, the sniper was still lying on the ground, but unexpectedly, he wasn't unconscious, just half-closed his eyes while asking that.

“The mouth above declares, the leg below runs. When the time comes, the Disaster King would hold a grudge against us and none of the people above, but it can't be helped. People who were recruited like us don't have human rights” w.a.n.g Zhao kept his eyes on the scope, observing Fang Ze with half a cigarette burning in his mouth, not at all concerned that the smell of tobacco would reveal his location.

“Tsk” the panicked face of the civilian that the sniper killed flashed through his mind for a brief moment, causing his emotions to surge briefly before calming down.

In the 'big picture', being sacrificed, even if it was a meaningless sacrifice, was completely normal. As for the even more pitiful Wan Heng Yang who was being used, the sniper could only laugh.

The people above wouldn't consider whether he was pitiful or not, they only cared about how to use people as efficiently as possible. Their methods could certainly achieve the desired effects, but they didn't take the feelings of others into consideration.

“Think a bit more openly. The more tragic his sacrifice is, the smoother the reform will be, isn't that also a great contribution?” w.a.n.g Hao had a sarcastic smile on his face.

At another location, Liu s.h.i.+ was holding several arrowhead-shaped darts in between her fingers while facing a man with a smile on his face.

“Get out of my way, Liu Bian” Liu s.h.i.+ gritted her teeth and shouted.

“How heartbreaking, my little junior sister is actually yelling at her senior now” despite saying so, the young man still had the bright smile on his face while twirling a sheathed long sword in his hand: “Has your heart actually been captured by our new Disaster King already?”

“I can still remember you saying you wanted to marry me when you were younger” Liu Bian placed one hand on his hip as he continued to rile Liu s.h.i.+ up: “I'm sure you already realized what was going on as soon as you saw me. This is nothing but a way for those people to urge Apophis to grow”

“Get out of the way, or I will do it” Liu s.h.i.+ threw the arrow-like darts in her hand outwards, channelling her Disasforce through them. Under the effect of her Authority, the darts flew towards Liu Bian from all directions.

Clang clang clang clang!

Liu Bian wielded the sword in his hand without any Disasforce, parrying them with his pure physical power.

As he briefly unsheathed his sword, Disasforce started to surge forth from his body, causing Liu s.h.i.+ who was facing him to feel a sharp p.r.i.c.kling sensation on her skin.

Authority: [Cut Wounds], in simple terms, this was the Disaster Authority that governed over injuries caused to people through a sharp cutting edge.

As the Holder of this Authority, Liu Bian's control over swords and blades can be said to have reached a terrifying degree, if he was born in the ancient era, he would've easily been considered a Sword G.o.d.

“Huh?” Liu Bian was suddenly taken aback, within his perception, a terrifying amount of Disasforce had just been unleashed.

Fang Ze dragged his exhausted body and continued to back off, but it was obviously useless as the support he expected from the D.E.R division never actually came.

Wan Heng Yang's unabashed madness and killing intent made Fang Ze, whose senses had gotten increasingly sharper after becoming a Disaster King, feel a sense of threat unlike anything else he had ever felt before.

He wants to kill me.

This fact was being displayed to him without any reserve. Death had come closer to him than ever before, his survival instincts were causing his brain to turn at an unprecedented rate.

While he tried to mobilize his own Disasforce, Fang Ze hurriedly said the cliché lines that only third-rate villains would ever say: “Do you know who I am!? Do you have any idea of the consequences of killing me?”

“Wait, I know you!” as he stared at Wan Heng Yang whose expression didn't change a single bit, Fang Ze silently cursed this lunatic in his mind. But as he thought of the word 'lunatic' and Wan Heng Yang's face, he finally realized who Wan Heng Yang was.

After all, Wan Heng Yang had asked for the cooperation of quite a few media outlets these past 20 years, although most of them didn't help him due to pressure from various sources and had instead painted Wan Heng Yang as a fraud who was trying to blackmail people for money.

Still, the gossip of his topic had always spread through various online mediums, and He Qiao had chatted with Fang Ze about this before, so he managed to remember who Wan Heng Yang was.

“Please calm down first. I know about your issue, I couldn't do anything at all before, but now that I'm a Disaster King, I have the power to help you” Fang Ze looked straight at Wan Heng Yang, trying to display his sincerity: “You've held up for almost 20 years already, isn't that for the sake of justice for your daughter?”

“You don't actually want to avenge your daughter through a criminal method, do you?” Fang Ze's idea of reasoning to calm Wan Heng Yang down was indeed correct—– if he was a regular impulsive criminal. However, under the long-term effect of w.a.n.g Zhao's Authority, what remained of Wan Hen Yang was everything but his rationality.

Words seem to be useless, my ident.i.ty is also useless, all the guards are useless. At a time like this, all I can rely on is my own strength.

“Please calm down, there are many families in this city. They are also normal people like you were, perhaps even have one or two adorable sons and daughters waiting for them. If you do this, you will only cause more tragedy” Fang Ze continued to try and mobilize his Disasforce, causing a huge Disasforce reaction to come out from his body, but none of it would leave his body.

“So what if there are!? In this kind of cold and cruel world, they would only suffer pain as long as they lived, what I'm doing is ending that pain!” Wan Heng Yang madly roared, almost at the same time as the sound of thunder booming in the sky.

“Then… have you ever seen a meteor fall?” Fang Ze slowly backed away while the look of hesitation completely vanished from his face. He then swiftly hid behind a garbage dumpster.

A huge Disasforce reaction did come from Fang Ze's body, but it wasn't due to him trying to utilize the Disasforce from his body, but rather from him exercising his Authority.

A bright red rock fell from a distance and struck the street behind Wan Heng Yang. The force of the impact and the heat of reentry caused the meteorite to break apart and shatter, scattering the rubble on the destroyed street as well as meteorite fragments all around and hitting Wan Heng Yang's back.