I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 595 - 595: 563. Dragon God·Empress, Descend!

"Suspected criminal?"

Jing Jiu frowned, his indifferent gaze returning to the six seats.

Hunting down Empire fugitives was one of the duties of an Apocalypse Knight.

Thus, if he encountered other fugitives while pursuing Feng Jianyi, he wouldn't mind taking care of them as well.

"Lord Jing Jiu, this person is in disguise."

Under the detached stare of the Apocalypse Knight, Jin Jili pointed to the youth beside Jiang Qiue, "I feel like I've seen this person somewhere before and something feels off."

Jin Jili knew this move was risky, not only hiding Feng Jianyi's whereabouts but also accusing this youth on a whim.

If this youth's identity turned out to be normal, then he would have a hard time explaining himself to Jing Jiu.

However, the youth had always worn a fox mask back in Beiqiu Abyss, never revealing his true face.

Either his face was damaged, or his identity itself couldn't stand the light of day.

And as a divinely powerful Half-Dragon with remarkable healing abilities, how could his face be damaged?

Therefore, Jin Jili deduced that Jiang Qiue's cherished male servant could very likely be an Empire fugitive!

A cold sneer surged in Jin Jili's heart, Holy Daughter, since you're unwilling to become my slave, don't blame me for taking some interest.

Currently, the situation suggested that Jiang Qiue also didn't want to reveal her own identity and was coincidentally sitting across from Feng Jianyi, which highly suggested she was in cahoots with Feng Jianyi.

So if Jiang Qiue was smart, she could only choose to disassociate herself from the young man, watching with open eyes as the youth was arrested—sacrificing a piece to save the game!

Jing Jiu followed Jin Jili's direction and looked over, at the trio of seats by the window, the youth redirected his gaze from outside the window, looking back calmly with black pupils.

Their eyes met.

Cha Naixue and Jiang Qiue both felt a tightness in their hearts at the same moment.

Mu Qingtong also secretly knitted her brows.

It was over... Feng Jianyi, although appearing very ordinary, was sitting in a corner holding his daughter, looking fearfully and reverently at the Apocalypse Knight who had suddenly appeared.

But in reality... in reality, he felt chilling dread inside.

Feng Jianyi couldn't understand what Xia Feng was doing. The man had already scrutinized their faces, how could they still escape now?

He had noticed Xia Feng constantly observing the Apocalypse Knight's movements, thinking the young man was waiting for the knight to move away before using some mysterious method to teleport a great distance.

But now, it seemed like the young man had no intention of fleeing at all!

Still sitting by the window nonchalantly, like nothing was the matter.

"Clack—Clack—"

Silver metal boots clicked on the floor as the dignified knight walked slowly down the aisle.

There were quite a few passengers in this carriage, virtually every row fully occupied. Now all of them cowered, their gazes a mix of awe and curiosity, following the steps of the Apocalypse Knight.

After all, such legendary beings were usually just read about in books.

Normally, Fourth or Fifth Rank was considered a tremendously important person—many people would never meet a Spirit Master of the Fifth Rank or higher in their lives.

Now, to encounter an Apocalypse Knight enforcing the law, some bold passengers took out their phones wanting to capture the moment.

But strangely, their electronic devices' cameras only showed pitch black, unable to capture any images no matter the adjustments.

Then, suddenly, all passengers' senses of sight, hearing, and smell were sealed; their bodies fixed to their seats, immobile, plunging into darkness.

Xia Feng watched the approaching Apocalypse Knight, still sitting calmly.

His identity indeed would not withstand scrutiny, and once the Apocalypse Knight personally confirmed he was a fugitive, there would be an immediate decision to kill, with no chance for explanation.

His composure stemmed from waiting, waiting for a suspicion in his heart.

Jing Jiu towered over Xia Feng, just about to say something when his indifferent grey eyes suddenly shrank into pinpoints and he abruptly looked up! Feeling a surge of panic, he lowered his head and seemed ready to kneel, his right knee slightly bent.

But he caught himself in time, straightening the knee that had almost imperceptibly bent, his stiff expression returning to one of indifference.

Jing Jiu had never imagined that the first imperial command from the Empress upon her awakening would be directed at him!

He suppressed the excitement and tension in his heart and turned around without hesitation to carry out the Empress's order.

"Cease the inspection, withdraw the troops."

Although he didn't understand why the Empress suddenly no longer wanted him to conduct the inspection, and what exactly was so terrifying about the young man that warranted the Empress's attention immediately upon her awakening?

There were many questions in his heart.

But as a former member of the Imperial Guard and an Apocalypse Knight, following orders was their sole duty.

So even if Jing Jiu was shocked and perplexed, he did not delve deeper.

"Lord Jing Jiu, what is this?" Jin Jili was stunned, confused as to why he was just turning and walking away.

Jing Jiu looked up, his voice detached: "There are no criminals in this carriage."

"?"

No criminals? What a joke! This carriage was full of criminals! Jin Jili couldn't believe it and was about to say more when he noticed Jing Jiu's calm, overlooking gaze.

A chill ran through him—something wasn't right!

"Yes... right!" Jin Jili hastily nodded, "No criminals..."

At the window seat, Xia Feng quietly watched Jing Jiu walk up to him, remain silent for half a second, and then turn and leave to speak with Jin Jili.

He then understood that his guess had been correct.

The Eighth Life... had indeed descended!

"Tap, tap, tap—"

Jin Jili followed hastily behind Jing Jiu, walking briskly with a neck that seemed very stiff.

Taking his time, Xia Feng pulled out a Ten Dragon Demon Cannon, a short-barreled shotgun in dark ink, and aimed distantly at Jin Jili's back.

"!" Jin Jili's expression changed sharply as he whipped around, conjuring two ice-blue spirit swords in his sinister eyes, which shot out spinning rapidly.

But as the two ice swords sprang from his eyes, they made a 180° turn and flew behind him, landing in the hands of the Apocalypse Knight.

"Bang—!" A bullet hit squarely in the chest, blasting out a shallow pit of a blood hole, and Jin Jili grunted, stumbling back half a step.

Jing Jiu crushed the ice swords in his hand and then reached out with his armored hand to grasp the back of Jin Jili's head amidst Jin Jili's disbelieving and panic-stricken turn.

He pronounced dispassionately, "Jin Jili, for attempting to attack innocent civilians, you shall be executed."

"?!!"

"Bang—!" The second bullet pierced directly through the shallow pit in the chest, and Jin Jili, his hair gripped by Jing Jiu, with a ferocious face was now facing the muzzle of the distant youth's shotgun, struggling in fear, "Jing Jiu! You're freaking mad—"

"Bang—!!!" The roar cut off abruptly, and a bullet hole appeared in Jin Jili's forehead, the ripping pain traveling directly from the nerves to the soul.

He didn't die but screamed again in agony.

Jing Jiu effortlessly destroyed his spiritual pressure defenses, allowing the shotgun's uncharged low-level damage to go straight to his spiritual base and spiritual quality, rendering him unable to fight back.

He could only passively endure this desperate torment.

In the carriage.

All the passengers had long been rendered senseless, slumped in their seats.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!" The continuous sound of gunfire echoed in the carriage, like rhythmically pulsing, beautiful notes.

The tall silver-armored knight held the man aloft in his hand, who like a ragged doll, was peppered with a barrage of bullets for a good ten seconds.

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