Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In his half-asleep state, the pain in his limbs called Viscount Samuel back to reality.

His mind was still a mess.

In a daze, he heard someone singing.

The tone and song were very strange, like a nursery rhyme.

"Dad."

"Sigh."

"Why did the tanker explode?"

"D*mn."

"Where did people go after the explosion?"

"They're all dead."

"Why can't I find the corpse?"

"It's turned to dust."

"You're really an amazing person…"

Such a song.

It was sung in the language of Cathay.

He could not understand the lyrics.

However, he could feel the joy and… madness of the singer.

"Mom."

"Sigh."

"When will the viscount explode?"

"Let's wait a little longer."

"When will his son die?"

"Wait for him to come back."

"Why wait for him to return?"

"Because the family has to die together—"

A man's voice.

The voice of an adult man.

However, he imitated a young child singing a cute ballad.

It was very funny.

He did funny actions that did not match his appearance in exchange for the cheers of the audience. He always smiled on the surface, but people did not know his true thoughts under the mask.

Such a person was called… a clown.

Viscount Samuel's eyes widened.

He saw an unfamiliar ceiling. The room was lit and emitted a strange burning smell. He wanted to move, but he could not. The feedback from his limbs was only intense pain. He barely lowered his head and saw that his hands and feet were nailed to the stone platform by sharp iron fibers.

The previous memories surged into his mind like a tide along with pain and despair.

Not long ago, he had calmly and sinisterly arranged the defense of the manor and made foolproof preparations. He had waited for the clown's attack and the arrival of reinforcements. He thought that his plan would definitely succeed. He could not think of any mistakes. Every corner of the manor was monitored. The mages paid attention to the movements under the ground. No matter where the clown appeared, he would attract a storm.

Then… the sky collapsed.

When the huge unknown thing rushed down from the mountain, many people discovered something. Everyone hurriedly dodged. Only Viscount Samuel and Mage Richard sensed an extremely dangerous approach through their powerful intuition. They each used their life-saving methods and fled in panic. However, everything happened too quickly. The huge beast rushed down so quickly, but it was far slower than death and destruction.

The terrifying shock wave and huge flames surged. A huge force that people could not understand and could not resist poured out and rumbled. In an instant, it shattered the elegant and exquisite manor villa. In an instant, it shocked all the living people around it to death. It tore through everything and blew everything away. Blood mixed with sand, and fragments that filled the sky swept into the sky. Boundless flames scattered and fell as if the door to hell had opened.

Destruction.

Because Samuel and Richard were the fastest and strongest, they fled desperately when the tanker rushed down. Then, they used all their methods to avoid the most powerful explosion and resist the overwhelming impact and fragments. They survived, but they were also seriously injured.

Moreover, they were confused, shocked, and even… afraid.

This was a power they could not imagine and could only look up to.

Mage Richard's shield shattered, his magic power dried up, and his mental strength was exhausted. The protective equipment on his body was destroyed in a day. He fell to the ground and covered his head as he howled, "Which Saint Mage of the Flame School has arrived?! Who's casting a high-tier spell?! I'm the servant of the Empire's Eldest Prince!"

Different from him, Samuel knew who the enemy was.

He saw the appearance of the huge beast rushing down the mountain clearly.

It was a steel object he had never seen before, but it was very similar to the thing that had been burned into a skeleton during the day. The townspeople said that the Cathayan had walked out of the self-propelled steel object and burned the nailed knight to death.

He knew who had done this.

He was the murderer who shattered all his hopes, wiped the Glory Sand Manor off the ground, razed the foundation of the Goode family to the ground, and killed all his hopes, hard work, wealth, and family.

It was the clown, it was that clown.

He felt the waves of fire coming at him and looked at everything burning. He cried out miserably, roared in despair, and wailed miserably.

Then, he fell to the ground.

He pretended to be seriously injured and weak because he knew that someone would come.

Someone was really coming.

Footsteps. He saw a pair of boots from the corner of his eye. Such boots would not be produced on the continent. The flames automatically parted beside the person who walked in that direction.

It was him. It had to be him.

Samuel fell to the ground and pretended to be unconscious and seriously injured, but the violent flames drove the boiling battle aura in his body to surge and accumulate strength. At this point, the hatred between the two sides could no longer be salvaged. This hatred could not be washed away. Even if he fell into hell, he would forever remember to hate this irreconcilable enemy.

He wanted to die with him. When the clown approached, he suddenly exploded and gave him a fatal blow.

If the clown wanted to kill him, he had to kill the clown.

Viscount Samuel waited for the chance to die with the clown and for him to approach.

However, he stopped.

Then, he pulled out a crossbow from behind him and fired. The sharp crossbow bolt pierced the viscount's arm.

Samuel made no sound.

Then his left leg.

The Viscount ignored the pain with hatred.

Therefore, the next arrow shot through Viscount Samuel's lower body.

This attitude was almost teasing and insulting. He had simply seen through his disguise. The viscount roared and exploded, rushing towards the despicable clown. What greeted him was a shotgun.

The powerful stopping effect sent him flying backward and he fell to the ground, defeating the last of his strength.

Amidst his unwilling roar, the Cathayan calmly broke his hands and legs. He even stretched out his hand and patted his face, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I'll save you from the fire first. It's dangerous here."

Then, his vision darkened and he did not know anything.

When he woke up again, he heard the clown singing.

He roared and struggled, but he could not move.

Kang De stopped singing and turned around.

His smile was neither crazy nor teasing. There was no satisfaction from obtaining his revenge, nor was there the joy of capturing his enemy. His eyes were very calm, and his face was very clean. He looked confident and polite as if nothing in the world would make him lower his head. He only stared at this world with equal curiosity.

The current him was just like the first time Viscount Samuel saw him on the dock.

He asked calmly, "Last night, the Viscount stood on a beautiful and exquisite building and looked down at us as if you were looking down at ants. Your command was firm and you chatted with joy. Did you expect today to be like this?"

Samuel stared at him, his eyes red. "You've ruined everything for me."

"You did the same to me."

Kang De replied indifferently, "I could have… been a good person."

"Coming to this land, getting to know you, becoming good friends with your smart little son, becoming good friends with your beautiful eldest daughter, helping Goethe through this crisis with you. Some of my thoughts and some of my good things can be made preliminary attempts in this place…"

"It could have been like this."

"It was all thanks to you."

Kang De nodded at Viscount Samuel in greeting, "Thank you for teaching me a lesson at the cost of the lives of your entire family and the inheritance and foundation of the entire Goode family. I'll forever remember everything you've done. From now on, I'll definitely not entrust my safety to the kindness of others. From then on, I'll believe that human nature is evil. I believe that loyalty and gratitude are only related to the price being insufficient. I believe that only strength is the cornerstone of life."

"I will question everyone's souls. From now on, I won't believe others easily. I won't be naive, kind, or compassionate. From now on, I'll deter and not be friendly. I'll exert fear and not give kindness. I'll build a huge throne of skulls. Your heads are only a small part of it. The mountains of heads will tell the entire world something. I'll tell every living creature and tell them who I am."

"I will not stop until there are no more enemies in this world."

Samuel looked at him.

It was as if he wanted to firmly imprint Kang De's appearance in his soul.

He smiled sinisterly, "You killed us and ruined the Eldest Prince's plans. He won't let you off."

"What a coincidence," Kang De said. "I won't let him off either. Samuel, there's no need to hate or be sad. This is because you won't be the only person whose family has been destroyed and whose foundation has collapsed. I won't let go of anyone who participated in this matter and participated in the conspiracy against the Goethe diplomatic mission, regardless of their noble status or low status, regardless of their strength or weakness, regardless of their age."

Samuel's eyes widened, then he laughed wildly. As he laughed, blood flowed from his mouth.

"You won't let the Eldest Prince off?"

He laughed loudly, "Do you know who the Eldest Prince is? His Majesty's eldest son! He might become the future ruler of this country and the master of this continent! You clown, you actually…"

Kang De said calmly, "I said yesterday that I wanted to kill your entire family. You were all laughing at that time. What about now?"

Samuel's laughter stopped.

Kang De looked at him. "Now, look into my eyes and I'll tell you again. I want to kill the Eldest Prince of the Human Empire and avenge the death of the Goethe people. If his subordinates stop me, I'll kill his subordinates. If his vassals stop me, I'll kill his vassals. If his empire stops me, I'll destroy this empire. I have the ability to do this, and I'll definitely do it."

"Now, ask your mind. Do you think I can do it?"

Samuel wanted to laugh.

However, he could not smile.

The concept of the Glory Sand Viscounty could not be compared to the entire Empire.

The difference was even greater than the difference between a beggar in Glory Sand Town and a viscount like him.

If he could destroy the Goode Family, he could kill the Eldest Prince and even destroy the Empire?

These were simply the most arrogant words.

However, Samuel suddenly had a thought.

The person in front of him… was not lying or talking nonsense.

He really and very rationally thought that he could do all of this.

Samuel muttered, "You're… crazy… you lunatic…"

Kang De said indifferently, "Of course I am."

Samuel stared at all this in horror.

He was originally filled with hatred and wished he could tear this Cathayan into pieces.

However, now, looking at the current Kang De, fear arose in his heart.

There was even a trace of regret.

He knew that the person in front of him had completely gone crazy.

From the moment he killed the people at the docks to the burning of the city and the attack on the manor, he had never fought Kang De head-on. However, through the other party's cruel methods and wild strategies, he could deduce his state. He was cruel, bloodthirsty, and insane.

However, now, the Kang De in front of him was not crazy anymore. He was not crazy at all.

Calm, cool, and even indifferent. His words were extremely logical, and he was confident in winning without being proud. He did not forget his victory and completely did not show any signs of madness.

However, this person had already gone completely crazy.

Such a person was more terrifying than any lunatic in the world.

Such a monster was personally… released by Viscount Samuel.

His eyes began to tremble.

His lips trembled uncontrollably.

Kang De glanced at him, then walked to the side.

On the other side lay Mage Richard.

Samuel turned his neck as much as he could before seeing Mage Richard. The other party's face was pale and his expression was terrified, but his mouth was gagged. His exposed hands and feet were bloody. He looked like he had been smashed inch by inch. Even his body was twisted. It was unknown how much torture he had endured.

Kang De patted his extremely frightened face and said gently, "You were sent by that Eldest Prince, right? I want to know something about him. Can you tell me?"

Mage Richard was not a tough person. On the contrary, he cherished his life and was very timid. He was already scared out of his wits and was already on the verge of death from torture. When he heard this, he hurriedly nodded.

He was willing to say anything.

Kang De nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Then, the mage's eyes shone. His soul was crushed inch by inch, and endless memory fragments turned into a surging sea. Kang De's spiritual light was thrown into it, wandering and searching.

Samuel looked at all of this in horror. He looked at Kang De with eyes that were like vortexes that devoured everything until Richard disappeared from this world.

Then, a ball of red flames appeared in the Cathayan's hand.

"This mage…"

He sighed. "He's a little useless… No wonder Alex doesn't like him."

Kang De walked towards Samuel.

Viscount Samuel revealed an unprecedented look of fear and said in a trembling voice, "What are you doing?! What did you do to him?! How do you know his spell? Don't come over!"

"Shh…"

Kang De put his finger to his mouth. "Don't be afraid. I want to leave your corpse intact. Otherwise, where will your eldest son, Lost, cry?"

"In fact, I don't hate you very much. In terms of hatred, you have to rank behind your cubs. That Lost is responsible for Cleveland's death. I've said it before. I've said it in front of Cleveland. I want Lost to die in despair and wailing. I've said this, so I have to do it."

"Therefore, I have a bold… plan."

At this point, Viscount Samuel completely collapsed. He was ruled by fear and enveloped.

Moreover, he let out an unprecedented, despairing wail.

After a long time, Hannah woke up slowly.

Her eyes blinked, then widened abruptly.

She recalled her situation.

She discovered that she was lying on a stone platform with a bright light hanging above her head. This light was like a magic lamp, but it was tied together by a few magic lamps. Every magic lamp was a pillar-like object. A bright light shot out and was very bright and dazzling.

There was someone sitting beside her.

It was the clo… No, it was Kang De.

Hannah's heart was filled with incomparable fear.

She wanted to pray and struggle, but she discovered that she could not speak or even move her body. She was clearly not tied up and clearly conscious, but she could not move.

In a flash, a thought flashed through his mind.

She had been poisoned, and it was…

"You were poisoned by the Stone Kiss. I took this poison from your house when I sent the roses previously. I took a lot and took some of every kind. As for that Master Richard, because he wanted to concoct various medicines for the Eldest Prince, he recognized the medicinal theory and could determine the medicinal effect after tasting it. I let him taste it once. It was really hard on him. In the end, he tasted this. It was really a pleasant surprise."

"This thing can make a person lose their sense of touch and pain. It lasts for a long time."

"You guys are really useless."

"It's clearly such a good life-saving medicine, but it's used as a poison."

Kang De sat beside Hannah and held a book, reading as he spoke.

The cover was in Cathayan. Hannah did not recognize it. Her gaze scanned anxiously and she saw a plate beside the stone table with a row of things inside.

There was a sharp dagger, strange pliers, a roll of gauze, a bottle of holy water, and other things she did not recognize… strange things.

Suddenly, endless fear arose in Hannah's heart.

She did not know what Kang De wanted to do.

However, it was definitely not a good thing.

Kang De put down the book and nodded. "It's about time. I summarized my experience."

He put the book aside. "You must feel very strange, but it doesn't matter. You'll soon know what I'm going to do. Hannah, I still remember your laughter that night. You poisoned the sailors and watched them bleed. You were very happy. You were very happy. I could hear your laughter even after I ran a long distance. Since you like to let other people's intestines rot, I'll let you have the same taste."

He pointed at the book beside him. "This is a science book on anatomy and human structure."

"I'm sorry, I really don't know this skill. My mother didn't teach me, and Old Wang didn't teach me, so I can only learn it on the spot. The hygiene conditions here are not good either, but it doesn't matter. Let magic make up for the lack of scientific knowledge. Moreover, I only need you to live until your brother returns."

"Let me introduce you. This is a makeshift scalpel, this is the hemostatic forceps, this is gauze, this is the holy water I found at your house, and this is an antibiotic…"

"I created this myself. It's a bomb, my proud creation."

"I was afraid you'll die of pain, but your poison has helped a lot, though there are side effects. You have to stay awake and watch this happen. Don't be afraid. It doesn't hurt. Not at all."

Kang De picked up the knife and cut open the clothes on Hannah's lower abdomen. The girl's fair and flat skin came into view. It was originally a charming scene, but Kang De's expression was very calm, and even more focused than a real doctor.

He looked up at Hannah and said indifferently, "If you're afraid, you can cry."

Under Hannah's terrified gaze, the sharp tip of the knife pressed against her smooth abdomen. However, Kang De's hand trembled slightly. This knife did not press down for a long time…

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Author's Note: I know that the current Kang De is very crazy, but if you have any doubts, please read till the end of this volume. Please believe me. Just as I promised you, you will see the light shining through the endless night and the… first step taken for a mortal to become a hero.