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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"What of Liu Meng?" The simple mention of Liu Meng's name hit Li Yiming like a hammer. The smoke around him began bulging chaotically, as if he had last control of it.

　　This was a question that Li Yiming had managed to avoid thinking about until now. If the entire world was to die, then what of Liu Meng? Would she have to die as well? Was she only an evil that needed to be cleansed from the Earth?

　　Li Yiming reached out with his hand, confused as he was caught in a spiral of emotions and reminiscences.

　　"Do you like long hair?"

　　"Are you paying for the food today?"

　　"Let me tell you a secret…"

　　"I have my own special move…"

　　"Tell him that I love him…"

　　One after the other, the scenes of Liu Meng's smiling, all the way until the fateful moment she decided to sacrifice everything for his sake flashed past his mind.

　　Li Yiming suddenly emitted a savage roar. The five demons carved onto his armors opened their eyes and mouth simultaneously, showing their fangs and producing an ear-piercing screech.

　　By the time Li Yiming finished his outburst, his eyes were no longer bloodshot. He looked behind him in shock as five streams of black liquid gushed toward his armor once more.

　　"You, a dead object, dare control me?" Li Yiming roared in anger.

　　The moment Li Yiming wavered and showed confusion at the mention of Liu Meng, the armor decided to take action and protect Li Yiming from such weak emotions. To its shock, it had an opposite effect on Li Yiming, as he became enraged at feeling his own fate being toyed with by an outsider once again, and a piece of armor of all things.

　　Bloodthirsty as ever, Li Yiming was adamant about controlling his own fate. In his fury, he let out an exasperated roar and clasped his own chest plate in an attempt to remove the armor piece.

　　"n.o.body will control me!" Li Yiming attempted to pull out the armor with all of his strength. As the chosen master, however, the death aura which resided within him created such a strong attraction with the demonic armor, such that it overpowered even Li Yiming's efforts. Five giant tornados appeared behind his back, siphoning all of the black mist in the proximity.

　　"Then I'll destroy you!" Li Yiming was burning with rage. Having lost his reason completely, he took out his silver staff and stabbed at his own chest. Right as the staff was about to plunge into his own flesh, it froze in place, unwilling to hurt its own master.

　　"Arrrghhh!" Li Yiming let out a frantic cry as his eyes became bloodshot once more, and multiple bolts of thunder were called upon in an attempt to get rid of the armor.