Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls

Chapter 634: Chapter 321: The Ambitions and Methods of Sovereign Lanyun

Upon hearing the words of Sovereign Lanyun, the pupils of the two generals in the hall suddenly contracted sharply.

Soon after, they showed different expressions on their faces.

The man with a square face forced a smile and shook his head, saying, “Sovereign is joking. I have diligently served Lanyun Sea Country for many years. How could I be a member of the Peacekeeping Council?”

The other, a sullen middle-aged man, sneered coldly, “What is the Sovereign talking about? I don’t understand.”

“If the Sovereign brazenly suspects a senior general of Lanyun Sea Country, it would dishearten many soldiers.”

The two reacted differently, as if they were two completely distinct individuals, showing no sign that they were incarnations of the same person.

However… the Sovereign seemed to have anticipated their reactions long ago, and he smiled faintly.

In the next moment, it seemed that the entire hall had been drawn into a strange space and time, completely isolated from the outside world.

Without any warning, the Sovereign suddenly struck, instantly killing the middle-aged man on the spot.

“Splatter!”

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere in the great hall.

As the highest commander of the Southern military faction, this sullen-faced middle-aged man was extremely powerful in both realm and combat strength.

Yet in an instant, he was killed by the Sovereign.

Even the square-faced man beside him couldn’t react.

Nor could he see how the Sovereign struck.

The strength of the peak captain was unfathomable.

“How could you… how could you…”

The square-faced man showed an incredulous expression, pointing at the Sovereign, both shocked and angry.

But the Sovereign’s face showed no emotion, just a cold look at the square-faced man.

In the next moment…

“Ah!”

Suddenly, the square-faced man let out a cry of pain, and then his whole body half-squatted down.

He opened his mouth wide, his face red and neck veins bulging, his eyeballs full of bloodshot lines, his expression becoming twisted and painful.

At this moment, a sizzling sound suddenly emerged from the square-faced man’s right cheek, which suddenly became blurred and twisted as if corroded by acid.

Soon, a new face emerged from his right cheek.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, with deep-set eyes, looking somber and indifferent.

Although twisted, it was vaguely recognizable as the cold middle-aged man who had just been killed, the highest officer of the Southern military faction.

He…

Had been killed by the Sovereign on the spot.

Yet in the next moment, this middle-aged man’s face forcibly emerged from the square-faced man’s cheek.

More and more squeezed out, and in the blink of an eye, a head came out of the square-faced man’s cheek.

The scene was incredibly bizarre, a human cheek growing another’s head.

Disgusting, eerie, absurd.

But the Sovereign seemed to have foreseen this.

He sat high above, still seated in his chair in the grand hall, quietly watching the change unfold before him.

As time passed by, the square-faced man’s cries of pain gradually subsided, and the head on his cheek also stopped growing, just hanging on the square-faced man’s face.

Two heads, two faces, after adjusting for a while, grimly looked at the Sovereign.

At this moment, nothing needed to be said, for how could normal humans be like them? One dead, then growing from another’s cheek.

“Hmph!”

At that moment, the Sovereign suddenly snorted coldly.

“In history, a Spirit King’s son was disabled from birth and near death.”

“To save this son, the Spirit King used his own flesh to cultivate a spiritual mushroom.”

“The Spirit King’s flesh possessed supreme spirituality. The mushroom absorbed the Spirit King’s flesh, overflowed with spirituality, becoming a treasure used by the Spirit King to compensate for his son’s innate defects.”

“Later, miracles descended, the world changed, the Divine Hall embarked on an eastern expedition, exterminating spiritualist heretics.”

“And the disabled son of the Spirit King survived by merging with the mushroom’s mycelium and burrowing underground.”

“Did I say that right, Chongyuan?”

The Sovereign Lanyun sat in the great hall, a light of majesty and reverence glowed in his eyes, a series of light wheels silently spun behind him, making him appear like a deity seated in the void, unattainably noble.

With each word he uttered, the faces of the square-faced man, now with two heads, grew worse.

In the end, the square-faced man suddenly shook his head and sighed: “Forget it, after all this time, I didn’t expect you had discovered the anomaly long ago, years of effort destroyed in an instant.”

“But if you think you can easily handle me, you’re mistaken.”

The square-faced man, or should I say, “Chongyuan.”

No longer hiding at this moment, he directly raised his head, fixing his gaze on the Sovereign: “You’re right, my true form is indeed half-human, half-mushroom, but standing before you now is merely one of my avatars.”

“My true form is buried deep underground, impossible for anyone to find. Kill me if you wish, at most I will only lose some nutrients.”

“In a hundred or thousand years, I will absorb enough nutrients from the earth again and be reborn.”