Breaking The Fourth Walls (A Douluo Dalu Fanfic) - Chapter 62

General Pov…

As Oscar and the other prisoners left escaped, the Titled Douluo who had been left standing where he was looked towards the remaining prisoners.

The middle-aged prisoner who been the reason why many of the remaining prisoners betrayed Oscar pissed himself as he fell to the ground and prostrated in front of the Titled Douluo while saying, “Please spare me I will do anything you ask, just please spare my life.”

The other prisoners who were standing behind the middle-aged prisoners were speechless at how shameless he was.

But they quickly followed his example as they all prostrated in front of the Titled Douluo and hoped that he would not kill them.

Seeing this, the Titled Douluo looked down upon the middle-aged prisoner while pointing at him and saying, “You!”

The middle-aged prisoner looked up in fear and asked, “Yes my lord, what is it that you require of this humble servant?

The Titled Douluo looked disgusted but then asked, “What is your name?”

Seeing that the Titled Douluo was perhaps considering that he would spare him the middle-aged prisoner smiled and replied saying, “Ao Xin my Lord.”

The Titled Douluo smiled and asked, “Ao Xin do you know who I am?”

Ao Xin nodded his head in reply, which the Titled Douluo smiled at and once again asked but this time with a malicious tone, “Good, then do you fear me?”

Ao Xin kowtowed and said, “Yes I fear you greatly my Lord, and I hope that you spare my worthless life, in return, I will serve you and carry out any of your wishes.”

Hearing this the Titled Douluo nodded and said, “Any of my wishes you say.”

Ao Xin looked up to the Titled Douluo and said, “Yes my lord any of your wishes, even if I am to kill and take the lives of those who oppose you.”

The Titled Douluo looked amused and said, “Really now, good, I want you to prove it.”

Ao Xin was surprised by the Titled Douluo’s words as he then saw him dropping something in front of him and saying, “This is my weapon, a dagger crafted by Spirit hall using a 10,000-year-old spirit bone that was embedded within my right arm.”

Ao Xin was in awe as he stared at the beauty of an azure-colored dagger that was covered with red-golden metal used to make its handle.

As he continued to stare at it his hand unconsciously reached out for it, but as fingers were only inches away from touching it the Titled Douluo then grabbed it and said, “Stand!”

Feeling compelled by the Titled Douluo’s words Ao Xin stood in front of him, the Titled Douluo then said, “I want you to use this weapon of mine-”

Ao Xin was surprised by the Titled Douluo’s words but then was shocked when the Titled Douluo sadistically smiled and said, “To kill your remaining clan members and I will guarantee, that you shall no longer suffer.”

The Titled Douluo then softly threw the dagger towards Ao Xin who carefully caught it with great caution, the other prisoners standing behind Ao Xin saw this and fell to their knees begging the Titled Douluo to spare them.

While the other prisoners had run away in fear of dying at the hands of Ao Xin and the Titled Douluo.

Hearing the Titled Douluo’s words Ao Xin was silent and couldn’t decide on what he should do, until he heard a parched voice containing a malicious aura saying, “I’m thirsty…”

Ao Xin was shocked as he felt sharp thorns piercing the palm of his right hand, he then looked at the dagger and saw that there were rows of thorns protruding from its hilt.

He was horrified but before he could do anything he felt his consciousness slowly slipping away as he then fell to the ground.

The remaining prisoners looked towards Ao Xin and one male prisoner stood up with a smile and said, “Ao Xin please we are-”

However, before the prisoner could finish his sentence Ao Xin had silenced him by slicing his throat with the Titled Douluo’s blade.

The prisoners were horrified as they saw the prisoner who had tried to talk to Ao Xin was now on the ground clutching his throat as blood continued to flow.

But what shocked them, even more, was that the prisoner’s blood was slowly flowing across the ground and seemed to come alive as it looked like that of a basilisk made of blood and was slowly slithering towards the dagger within Ao Xin’s hand.

Seeing this Ao Xin smiled as he felt revigorated as if power was flowing through him as the dagger absorbed the prisoner’s blood.

Ao Xin then turned to the remaining horrified prisoners and began slaughtering each and every single one of them, the Titled Douluo watched as Ao Xin slaughtered the remaining prisoners who pleaded for mercy from both Ao xin and the titled douluo.

However, as they looked at Ao Xin’s expression all they could see was an expression of joy as if he enjoyed taking the lives of his own people and relished it.

So they tried to escape, however, Ao Xin would instantly cut them down in one single stroke and would have all their blood drained within the next second.

Meanwhile, the Titled Douluo who had been watching smiled and seemed to be enjoying the show, when he noticed that there were 20 or so prisoners escaping through the jungle.

The prisoners were shocked as they never expected to be captured so easily, but these thoughts of theirs turned to despair as they saw Ao Xin standing in front of them with a smile.

However, what truly filled them with despair was not the smile on Ao Xin’s face that seemed to signify that he had lost his sanity.

Neither was it the countless bodies of their own clansmen laying behind him, no, it was rather the weapon held within his hand.

As the prisoners looked at the blood coated dagger in Ao Xin’s right hand they could feel a sinister aura emanating from it.

However, as one of the male prisoners tried to stand as a last effort of survival, he noticed that he was unable to move, the prisoner then saw the Titled Doulou floating above them while holding out his right arm.

The prisoner then saw Ao Xin standing only inches away from them, he then heard the Titled Douluo saying, “Finish them.”

Before the prisoner could say another word, Ao Xin had begun slaughtering them one by one, each was brutally mutilated as their blood was quickly drained.

After 5 minutes or so, it was done all of the remaining clansmen who had chosen to stay were now dead all except Ao Xin, who was now standing in a pile of bodies of his own people.

He seemed to have regained his sanity as he looked in horror at his own doing but turned as he thought to himself that at least he would survive.

He looked towards the Titled Douluo hoping that he would let him live, however, as he felt the pain coming from his right hand, he looked and saw that the TItled Douluo’s dagger was still embedded in his palm.

Ao Xin panicked as he tried to forcefully remove the dagger, but as he did he felt the thorns protruding from the dagger slowly piercing through the flesh of his right hand.

He then saw veins slowly creeping up his right arm forearm, horrified, Ao Xin, realized that those weren’t veins but the thorns of the dagger within his hand, realizing that he immediately used all his strength to pull the knife out.

However, as he did the vein-like thorns within his forearms grew even further and had reached his shoulder leaving him in unbearable agony as he continued to shout in pain.

Ao Xin then looked towards the Titled Douluo and asked, “I did what you asked, so why?”

In response to Ao Xin’s cries of pain, the Titled Douluo said, “I only mentioned, that I would release you of your suffering, I never said that I would let you live.”

Feeling betrayed Ao Xin clutched his arm in pain as it slowly shriveled up, he then felt light-headed, however, the pain within his arm awoke him as the vein-like thorns had gone past his shoulder.

Screaming out in pain, Ao Xin used his left arm to rip his ragged upper clothing apart only to reveal veins spreading towards his left ċhėst.

The Titled Douluo who was silent then said, “Those thorns will find your heart, and once they do they will cause the same pain that you are feeling now… but only tenfold of it.”

Hearing the Titled Douluo’s words Ao Xin dropped to the ground and felt the immeasurable pain that the Titled Douluo had mentioned.

Realizing that he would not live, as a last resort, Ao Xin looked towards the Titled Douluo and said three words, “Please… kill… me”

The Titled Douluo smiled and complied as he walked slowly towards Ao Xin and crouched in front of him, he then ċȧrėssed Ao Xin’s head and said, “With pŀėȧsurė.”

The Titled Douluo then ripped Ao Xin’s head from his shoulders relieving him of his suffering, he then looked towards his disciple Yun who looked slightly disturbed.

The Titled Douluo smiled and said, “Do not be afraid, my dear disciple no harm will come to you.”

The Titled Douluo then lifted his hand and the dagger which was embedded within the shriveled body of a decapitated Ao Xin responded by detaching itself and flying towards him.

The Titled Douluo hid his weapon within his robe and smiled while looking towards the sky and saying, “How wonderful, young talents like those are bound to show up at the spirit tournament sooner or later.”

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Luo City, deep within the forest a massive ball of light appeared and slowly evaporated revealing a group of people in ragged clothing along with three individuals who wore robes.

One of the individuals wearing a robe sighed with relief, as he then said, “Man, we actually made it out of there.”

The individual was none other than Ma Hongjun who stood up and raised his fist in triumph, however, he quickly noticed the silent atmosphere coming from the prisoners as they couldn’t seem to speak.

Ma Hongjun then looked towards Oscar only to see that he had already noticed the atmosphere and said, “Do you regret your decisions.”

Hearing Oscar’s words the prisoners remained silent, Oscar then stood up and said, “I gave you a chance to escape that hell hole and to live freely, all I asked was for your faith to trust in me and I would do the same.”

The ȧduŀt prisoners looked at Oscar and saw that he was truly sincere with his words, Oscar then went on to say, “If you can’t trust me or any of the people whom I trust, then I would also do the same, so I ask you now do you regret your decision?”

Ao ren who was also silent looked at his sister and saw that she too felt greatly disturbed by what had happened, he then slowly stood up and said, “I… I don’t regret what happened but instead, I hope to follow you if you will let me.”

Oscar who saw Ao ren standing and saying those words smiled and replied, “Of course!”

Then one by one each of the prisoners looked at each other and the children stood and said, “Let us follow you as well.”

Oscar smiled greatly and took off his mask, revealing his flawless features once again and responded saying, “Then follow me.”

Oscar then turned towards his mother and carried her, where he then turned towards Ma hongjun and asked him, “Can you carry my father Xiao jun?”

Ma Hongjun was annoyed when he heard Oscar call him by the nickname that he hated, but even so, he complied and carried Oscar’s father.

Oscar then turned towards Tang san and tossed him another sausage while asking, “Can you walk?”

Tang san ate the sausage in hopes of regaining his strength but as he chewed it he noticed how the sausage had more flavor in it than before, but he replied to Oscar saying, “Yes.”

Oscar then led the way as his two friends, his parents, and people followed him through the forest, and after walking for 20 minutes or so they finally made it out.

There he saw a bald-headed man wearing a golden furred vest standing with a smile on his face as he said, “Welcome back.”