Perhaps because Zhong Mu's gaze was too intense, the other person slowly turned their head to look in their direction.
Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. The moment the other party recognized Zhong Mu's face, he immediately pointed at Zhong Mu and roared, "Arrest him!"
Zhong Mu was also surprised that even after he had hacked that person to pieces and let the city's citizens go in to loot, this person could still fight back. He really had some skill.
The men in black, who were given orders, immediately stepped forward and surrounded Zhong Mu to prevent him from escaping.
Then the shop manager slowly walked over, stood a few steps away from Zhong Mu, and sneered, "You're really something, aren't you? You tried to cut me, and even had someone destroy my hard-earned shop. Do you know how much effort you've put into it?"
Zhong Mu stared at him silently, gripping the axe in his hand tightly. "You're still alive. It was definitely my mistake. I should have chopped you up back then."
"Heh." The other party said casually, "No matter how many pieces you cut me into, I can come back to life. In this city, as long as you find my lost limbs and piece them back together, I can wake up again. And I have the most powerful voice in the City of Fallen Life, so it's quite easy for me to find my scattered body."
Zhong Mu remained silent, still unsure of the other party's identity, but given that this person had come from the main city, it was clear that he held real power within the city.
"Lord, what should we do with those two?" The black-clad envoys, who had been quietly waiting for action, asked the man.
Zhong Mu noticed his form of address.
City Lord, which city? Without a doubt, it's the main city. Anyone who dares to call themselves the city lord in a main city where the gods are not present must be the one who controls the entire main city. This person is undoubtedly the one who is supervising the High Priest.
"Let me think." The other person's gaze slowly returned to Zhong Mu, and they pointed at him. "Kill this one."
Then he pointed to Mu He beside Zhong Mu, "Keep that one, I still have a use for him."
As soon as the city lord gave the order, the crowd that was being held down cried out, "Don't kill him! You can't kill that person, city lord! He knows how to summon back the gods! We must let him live!"
"Yes, we need God to return! The main city hasn't sent any more members. If God doesn't return, we're all doomed!"
"Yes, Lord City Lord, Twin Cities have found their god, and we must hurry up and summon our god back!"
A group of people were wailing and shouting, which annoyed the city lord.
"This person is actually the one who knows how to summon God back?"
He was very displeased with Zhong Mu, but considering the future of Mingyun City, he could only reluctantly look at Zhong Mu and say, "Fine, if you hand over the method to summon the god, I won't kill you. Just get out of Mingyun City, but you still have to stay by my side."
He smiled as he looked at Mu He, still showing great interest in her body.
Mu He recognized the familiar voice and frowned, "You're the one... who said you couldn't walk and borrowed my legs..."
"Yes, it was me." The city lord sighed, his tone tinged with regret. "I finally managed to trick you into giving me my legs, and I had barely gotten them when this kid snatched them back. It's really annoying. I didn't even have a chance to look at them properly."
"But it doesn't matter." The man smiled, his eyes revealing greed as he looked at Mu He. "There will be plenty of opportunities to see her in the future."
Mu He remained silent, while Zhong Mu also looked displeased. "Doctor, don't listen to him. I will protect you. No one can take anything that belongs to you from you again."
The city lord laughed nonchalantly, raised his hand, and said, "Go. If we can't kill him, then we'll cripple him first, and then slowly interrogate him for information about the god. Be careful with the other one, don't hurt him."
The moment they received the order, the black-clad divine messengers who had been waiting around rushed forward, each wielding a weapon, towards the two people in the center of the encirclement.
It was very difficult for one person to face dozens of people, especially since he had to consider the safety of the doctors. Zhong Mu's palms were sweating, and he gripped the axe tightly. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
The moment the crowd surged forward, he swung his axe and charged in as well.
The first blow in a confrontation must be decisive; losing the initial momentum will embolden the opponent. Even if you don't have the ability to handle so many people, you must project confidence and momentum from the outset, as if you can kill everyone, to demoralize the opponent.
This is what Zhong Mu learned from his brother Xiu: as long as you create enough overwhelming fear at the very beginning of a confrontation, you can intimidate people and make them afraid to go forward.
Since Zhong Mu couldn't crush Yin Xiu with his overwhelming power, he could only resort to a madman's attitude, marking out an area, standing in place, and anyone who stepped into that area would have their head chopped off by him with a single axe blow.
Losing one's head is the most visceral and terrifying thing for the people of this city. A limb can be reattached, but a head is unlikely to recover easily in a short time. What he wants to do is cut off the heads of everyone who rushes up, creating immense psychological pressure on those behind.
Once the target was clear, Zhong Mu's actions became very decisive. Whoever came, he would aim for the head and strike with his axe. As long as he was faster than his opponent, the opponent would have no chance to fight back.
The city lord, watching from behind, thought that with so many people, taking down those two would be easy. But he never expected that the man would be so fierce when he picked up the axe. It was completely different from before. His gaze at everyone was extremely vicious, as if taking one step closer would be fatal.
The people of the City of Destiny are selfish; they will definitely hesitate when faced with something that means death.
Even with so many people surrounding them, after three people lost their heads in a row, the people behind them immediately stopped and became cautious.
"Charge! Charge! What are you all doing!" the city lord shouted impatiently from the rear. "Attack together! He can't possibly kill you all! You spineless cowards! Cut off his hands first!"
The messengers, impatient and eager to be urged, were forced to continue forward. This time, their actions were to be planned more concisely. Everyone aimed at Zhong Mu's arm and swarmed forward. If any one of them managed to cut him, it would slow down his movements and have an impact. In fact, a few more hits could cut off his arm or even kill him.
When they saw so many people rushing forward and lunging at the person in the crowd, the surrounding residents dared not watch.
The city lord smiled, but the smile only lasted a second before he heard a series of crisp crackling sounds coming from the crowd.
That wasn't the sound of a weapon striking flesh, but rather... a bottle?