Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

“Hey little trap, you think you’re tough?”

When the black-clothed boy sneered with contempt, Moxin’s mind first went blank with shock.

She raised her gaze to look toward the back of the crowd at the black-clothed boy who had just kicked down the city gate while dragging a strange long sword.

“…”

Moxin frowned slightly, perhaps confused by the definition of the term “little trap.”

Indeed, this wasn’t a common term in the Western Region.

But just from the other’s somewhat provocative and mocking cold gaze, Moxin could vaguely understand the special meaning behind those words.

Somehow, a series of memories that Moxin had sealed away for a hundred years flashed through her mind like a lantern show.

She saw him riding on a galloping steed, departing for the frontlines amid the cheers of his fellow villagers…

She saw him wielding a long Azure Dragon halberd, leading thousands of troops in battle against the evil sect’s witch…

She saw him piercing the witch’s heart with his halberd, falling into the abyss alongside his most hated lifelong enemy…

She saw…

She saw…

The general of old returning victorious, yet kept at arm’s length by his former clan, their respect turning to hatred.

She seemed unable to see anything anymore.

When she opened her eyes again, it was that kind-hearted Holy Maiden who had suppressed her, but she was just like those humans, fearing her, looking at her with strange eyes, speaking gentle words but never truly believing what she said!

“What’s wrong? One little ‘trap’ comment and you’re already triggered?”

At the city gate not far away, the black-clothed boy was still smiling coldly.

As he smiled, he continued to play with the strange demonic blade in his hand, showing not the slightest sense of danger, clearly not taking the black-dressed girl—renowned as the Witch Sect’s combat ceiling—seriously at all.

However, though Yino’s words weren’t many, almost every sentence was like an invisible sharp knife, precisely striking the deepest scar in the heart of the black-dressed witch who had been immersed in slaughter.

Moxin raised her eyes and tightened her grip on that long, demonic black scythe.

She didn’t speak, just kept her face expressionless as she shouldered her scythe and slowly walked through the nearby Western Province City guards and righteous path cultivators toward the black-clothed boy.

“What’s your name?”

Standing ten meters before the boy, the black-dressed girl spoke for the first time.

Perhaps already driven mad by humiliation, the fallen witch was unexpectedly calm now, markedly different from the crazy witch who had unleashed a feast of slaughter moments ago.

“My name isn’t important.”

“All you need to know is that I’m a cultivator from the righteous path’s Immortal Sect, here on the orders of Holy Maiden Yunmei to eliminate you, a witch who plagues the world, for the sake of the common people of the Great Dragon Dynasty.”

As he said this, Yino deliberately displayed the Immortal Alliance token at his waist.

At the same time, he also showed off the demonic sword in his hand as if flaunting it.

“Recognize this sword?”

“…”

Moxin didn’t speak, just stared expressionlessly at the boy’s eyes.

But actually, Yino could observe that when he mentioned Yunmei, she had already clenched her teeth once, breaking down, and then when Yino mentioned the common people, she nearly ground her back teeth to pieces in anger.

Now… Yino delivered one final devastating blow.

“This is the sacred sword Holy Maiden Yunmei has protected for over a hundred years!”

—?!!

As soon as the boy’s words fell, the black-dressed witch transformed into a blur.

Her terrifying late Divine Transformation stage cultivation erupted. Almost before anyone could react, that long, sharp scythe had already attacked from the black-clothed boy’s side.

This strike, filled with killing intent and hatred, was clearly aimed at cutting off the boy’s head with one blow.

For a moment, the red foxgirl and white dragongirl outside the city widened their eyes.

But just as the death scythe was three inches from the boy’s neck, he blocked the scythe blade with his demonic sword in an eerily fast countermovement—

Bang!!!

The weighty sound of clashing blades echoed from the center of the battlefield.

The terrifying energy wave even kicked up a violent sandstorm, making everyone present, whether aberrants from the Demon Abyss wave or righteous path cultivators, unable to keep their eyes open.

Outside the city, Jinyue also raised her hand to shield her face, but her enchanted crimson eyes still carefully observed through the gaps.

But just as Jinyue was anxious about the battle situation, the white dragongirl beside her had already widened her silver dragon eyes in excitement—

“Yino, beat her up good!!!”

As her words fell, before Jinyue could turn back in surprise, a terrifying white dragon phantom erupted again from the dusty battlefield in the city.

Rumble!!!

Jinyue couldn’t see clearly what happened.

But from the substantial ground-shaking rumble, Jinyue could vaguely sense just how terrifying Yino’s punch must have been.

“See, this is what happens when you take too many demon elixirs—irritable and quick to anger, flying into a rage the moment someone speaks a little truth.”

As the dust cleared, the black-clothed boy could be seen pressing the witch’s head down with his hand, forcefully pinning her beneath his knee in a shoulder throw.

This astonishing sight left everyone shocked except the white dragongirl, who found it perfectly reasonable.

“What, do you want to hear more about how I vanquished a deeply sinful witch like you and was hailed as a hero by the people of Western Province City?”

Yino continued to taunt with a smile.

Beneath him, the black-dressed witch pinned under his knee exploded with rage once more—

“DAMEN YOU!!!”

This time, she was truly enraged.

She struggled with all her Divine Transformation stage to break free, but under Yino’s arm tattooed with silver-white dragon patterns, she couldn’t move at all.

Seeing this, Yino secretly rejoiced.

In my past life, I would have respected you as one of the most difficult boss fights in the Witch Sect, second only to Jinyue.

In this life, seeing you would make me turn and run…

But now, with the Dragon Empress behind me, what threat is a Moxin—a former Dragon Dynasty general fallen to the Demon Abyss—to me?

Thinking of this, Yino’s lips curled into another smile.

He pressed the witch’s head firmly with his knee while deliberately pinching her soft cheek with his other hand:

“Demon elixirs really are something, making your face so soft and tender, and even your angry moans and gasps sound so feminine!”

“Damn you ahhhhh—!!!”

As the boy’s words fell, the fallen witch beneath him was completely consumed by rage.

For the second time, demonic flames from the abyss ignited around her body. Sensing the danger, Yino quickly flashed away to create distance.

Boom—!!!!

Evil light shot skyward, transforming into ghostly bat wings, giving the fallen witch the opportunity to finally stand up.

Now the witch had clearly been forced into her second phase by Yino.

A pair of demonic horns grew from her head, and her body was completely covered with curses symbolizing the abyss. These curses resembled demonic totems, reflecting an eerie matte sheen in the Demon Abyss wave, not only cursing but also redecorating the witch’s originally cute and tender face, making her face and Gothic dress properly exhibit the demonism and ferocity a witch should have.

“That’s right, that’s more like it!”

Looking at the black witch who had transformed into her second phase, Yino’s previously contemptuous and provocative eyes finally turned serious.

In the game, the Fallen Witch wasn’t a boss that players needed to challenge in the third volume.

Her first phase was already at Divine Transformation stage, and her second phase directly broke through to Emptiness Refining stage…

By the time players were qualified to challenge her, it would be at least the fifth or sixth volume.

But as a dedicated player of Fallen Immortal, Yino had already speed-run the game countless times. He knew very well when to follow the original script and when to take a gamble.

What did Emptiness Refining stage matter?

Today Nina stood behind him, and Yino could rely solely on the White Dragon Empress’s inexhaustible true energy to crush the Fallen Witch.

The Fallen Witch was a super big fish!

If Yino could defeat her today and sacrifice her to the Full Moon Mother Goddess, he would instantly become rich and break through to the Nascent Soul stage!

“Since you’re finally getting serious, I’ll tell you my real name.”

“I am Ji Zichen, Holy Son of the Jianlan Sect.”

“You witch, remember the name of this Holy Son well. Today is the auspicious day when I, Ji Zichen, carry out heaven’s justice and take your head!”

With the great battle imminent, Yino smiled coldly.

Across from him, the demon-horned witch infused with the Demon Abyss unexpectedly let out an evil laugh:

“Holy Son of the Jianlan Sect…”

“Hehehe… I look forward to capturing you today, taking you back to the Demon Abyss, and seeing what happens after forcing you to drink the demon elixir…”

She suddenly wasn’t so angry anymore, but rather smiled with curved eyebrows in a somewhat pathological manner.

Yino’s face remained expressionless. Silently, several phantom white dragons had already appeared, coiling and climbing up his left arm—

“Fallen Witch, Come to me!!!”

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Clang—!!!

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“Achoo—!”

“Damn it, those plum blossom needles from earlier must have been poisoned! Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my spine?!!!”

At the northwestern battlefield, Ji Zichen covered his neck, retreating under the cover of many Jianlan Sect disciples while cursing loudly.

But even as he cursed, the white-dressed girl in the distance was already wielding her whip, with the thorn-covered plum blossom branch forming a tornado that continuously swept through the righteous disciples as she pursued the Holy Son of the Jianlan Sect.

“Damn it! Why won’t she leave me alone!”

Seeing that he couldn’t avoid her, Ji Zichen could only draw his sword, gather his formation, and directly confront the Holy Maiden of the Full Moon Sect.

Clang—!!!

The huge sound of weapon collision erupted as the spinning plum blossom branches were all cut down by the Holy Son of the Jianlan Sect’s formation.

Strangely, though the plum blossom branches were cut, the white-dressed girl used an odd movement technique to circle around the long sword. She used her blood-white double braided pigtails to confuse Zichen’s vision while suddenly stepping forward to grab his neck—

Swoosh!!!

Another flash of sword light, and the girl’s grasping hand was cut off.

“A mere trick…”

Zichen stared intently at the severed hand of the white-dressed demon girl, curling his eyebrows into a cold smile.

But this time, before the severed hand could hit the ground, a thick plum blossom branch grew from the cross-section of the girl’s forearm—

Whoosh!!!

This time, Zichen could not escape.

The plum blossom branch transformed into five fingers, gripping Zichen’s neck, while other plum blossom branches grew from the girl’s side to entangle the long sword in Zichen’s hand—

“Don’t, don’t kill me!!!”

“This is a misunderstanding! My master is also a believer of the Heavenly Mandate!” “My master sent me, not to eliminate the evil sect, but to help you all corrupt Sword Leader Yuyan of the Wuji Sect!!!”

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