Chapter 3

Death Holy Island is located in the southeastern part of the Black Sea in the Western Dark World.

The island is fertile and rich in species, with lush vegetation. The island is isolated by the waters of the Black Sea, making it extremely difficult for ordinary people to reach. It is one of the most famous holy islands in the Western Dark World, governed by Nicholas Linshu, one of the Eight Demons, known as the Nine-Star Gun Demon.

The large island is naturally surrounded by highly toxic plants, making it difficult to reach the center of the island, the Demon-Breaking Holy Temple, even if one successfully lands on the island without sufficient experience and strength.

At this moment, the vast square of the Demon-Breaking Holy Temple is already crowded with people, a sea of black heads stretching as far as the eye can see.

In the center of the temple square stands a large execution platform, on which a large death cross is erected. Bound to the death cross is a man in camouflage military uniform.

He has short black hair, a handsome face, and deep, pitch-black eyes that resemble black holes, swallowing all light. His limbs are tightly bound to the death cross with hard black chains, which have left deep marks on his wrists and ankles due to their tightness, rendering him immobile.

He listens to the charges read out by the Holy Knights, his head lowered. A slight smile of self-mockery and satisfaction appears on his chiseled face.

His name is Nan Feng, a rising superstar in the Western Dark World. In less than two months, he rose from obscurity to become the 8th-ranked super-strong individual on the 108 Divine Guards list of the Western Dark World.

However, his current situation is far from matching his title as a super-strong individual.

"Kill him, kill him..."

"Kill him, kill him..."

As the Holy Knight in golden armor continues to read out Nan Feng's crimes, the crowd around the execution platform becomes increasingly agitated, filled with murderous intent.

This despicable man not only stirred up chaos in the Western Dark World, killing countless people, but also dared to come to their Death Holy Island to wreak havoc, stealing their island's greatest treasure.

"Kill him..."

As the Holy Knight continues to read out Nan Feng's crimes, the crowd's cries become even more intense.

"Swish!"

At this moment, the dozens of Holy Knights surrounding the execution platform suddenly scatter and kneel, respectfully saying, "Welcome, Lord Gun Demon."

Following the Holy Knights' words, a man with long brown hair, wearing a black Western hat and French attire, with a French flintlock pistol at his waist and a blood-red sniper rifle on his shoulder, slowly approaches from the end of the square.

He appears to be in his thirties, with a cold and stern face. His deep eyes occasionally flash with a piercing light, as if he can see through everything. He exudes a noble and cold aura, sacred and untouchable.

He is the supreme ruler of Death Holy Island, the Nine-Star Gun Demon—Nicholas Linshu.

Although Nicholas Linshu appears to be walking slowly, he reaches the execution platform in the center of the temple square in less than ten seconds.

His gaze coldly sweeps over Nan Feng, bound to the death cross, and he says indifferently, "Begin."

Following Nicholas Linshu's words, a Holy Knight holding a uniquely shaped, gleaming holy sword steps forward, walking to the front of the execution cross with a fierce killing intent. He raises the holy sword high and shouts, "Fire execution, begin!"

"Boom!"

As the Holy Knight speaks, the floor of the execution cross strangely rotates, revealing a large hole. Fierce flames slowly rise, beginning to burn Nan Feng, who is bound to the cross.

Facing the fierce flames, Nan Feng clenches his teeth, silently enduring the pain. He mutters, "Shitian, I may not be able to fulfill the promise I made to you in this lifetime, but you must live on. Swallow is still waiting for you."

He had promised Shitian to help him find his Swallow, but now he can barely save himself.

During the battle in the Black Flame Valley, Nan Feng and Shitian admired each other, and they engaged in hundreds of intense battles afterward. In the end, Shitian understood Nan Feng's heart, and Nan Feng understood Shitian's story. They went from strangers to brothers, and Shitian even left his sniper organization to be free with Nan Feng.

However, Shitian and Nan Feng were relentlessly pursued by the sniper organization. Shitian was severely injured by the leader of the sniper organization and was on the brink of death. Only the Snow Lotus Holy Pill, the greatest treasure of Death Holy Island, could save Shitian's life. With the help of Queen Mirage Miweier, Nan Feng successfully stole the Snow Lotus Holy Pill from Death Holy Island and saved Shitian's life. However, he was relentlessly pursued by the Nine-Star Gun Demon and was eventually captured.

"Hisss..."

The fierce flames burn beneath Nan Feng's feet, sizzling against his skin, but he remains silent, enduring the pain.

...

On a distant rooftop, a graceful figure clad in a black bodysuit slowly appears. Her beautiful face is covered by a black veil, and her deep blue eyes look at the figure bound to the cross on the execution platform, being burned by the flames. Her delicate hands are tightly clenched, and her beautiful face, hidden by the black veil, shows deep pain and reluctance.

Her name is Queen Mirage Miweier, one of the top three on the 108 Divine Guards list, hailed as the most likely to ascend to the rank of a deity this year. She is the goddess of Death Holy Island, the second most powerful and respected figure after the Nine-Star Gun Demon Nicholas Linshu, wielding great economic power over the entire island.

However, even with her great power, she cannot save Nan Feng, as he stole the greatest treasure of Death Holy Island and is now the enemy of the entire island, with no one able to save him.

Looking at the stubborn figure silently enduring the flames, and the chiseled, expressionless face, Miweier's delicate hands are tightly clenched, as if making a difficult decision.

At that moment, Miweier grits her teeth, her beautiful face showing a determined look. She leaps from the rooftop and slowly walks toward the execution platform in the center of the temple square.

In her sleeve, a sharp dagger glints coldly.

Step by step, without any hesitation.

Step by step, with a resolve to die.

Step by step, cutting off her past.

At the same time, on the turbulent Black Sea, a small boat, filled with determination, sails toward Death Holy Island, cutting through the waves.

On the small boat, a man standing straight with a sniper rifle on his shoulder and another man holding a glass of red wine are barely visible in the storm.

Brothers, even knowing it means death, they must move forward.

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