On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1366 Kneeling and Begging for Mercy, the Prince Asks Him to Be an Undercover Agent

The two executives, one codenamed "Five" and the other "Four," were killed before they could even face Lin Zhen and Murong Yan.

One was burned to nothingness by the Divine Phoenix Sacred Flame, and the other had its domain shattered by Lin Zhen's casual finger. Both the mechanically constructed body and the anchored soul turned into cosmic dust.

The whole process was so fast that Yue Fei didn't even have time to draw his sword.

He simply stood there, watching as those two figures, who were like gods and demons in his eyes, were casually wiped away by the prince and empress in an almost humiliating manner.

It's hard to know what Yue Fei was feeling.

Shocking? I'm already numb to it.

He now felt that his prince and his equally unfathomable empress seemed to be increasingly disregarding these powerful enemies.

It's more like two young masters and ladies from wealthy families who went on a picnic and, annoyed by two buzzing flies by the roadside, casually swatted them dead.

"My lord, these two fellows seem to have something on them."

Murong Yan looked at the spot where the two people had disappeared, where two objects were floating in mid-air.

One of them was the Fifth Executive Officer's black cane.

The other item was the Fourth Executive Officer's pair of menacing gauntlets wreathed in dark red electricity.

Lin Zhen waved his hand, and the two items flew into his hand.

He first picked up the black cane, which was icy cold to the touch. A chilling and eerie power flowed from his palm, attempting to invade his body.

"Well, that's interesting."

Lin Zhen chuckled, and a golden light flashed in his palm, instantly dispelling the chilling power.

He handed the cane to Murong Yan: "This thing was made from a core fragment of a small black hole. It contains a crude spatial law that can distort light, create illusions, and temporarily imprison space."

"Although the workmanship is rough, it is still a decent toy for our Phoenix Guard."

Murong Yan took the cane, her slender fingers gently stroking its cold surface.

She was still wearing that ultra-black Phoenix Descent Dress, with a giant phoenix embroidered in real gold thread on the hem, its phoenix eyes sparkling as if it were quite interested in this new toy.

The five-zhang-long, dark gold trailing ribbon spread silently across the ruins of the Ottoman palace, like a deep night curtain, concealing all the bloodshed and sin.

She could sense that the power contained within the staff was similar to the freezing power she had previously unleashed when she activated the Phoenix Guard.

If one can comprehend the principles within, the Phoenix Guard's combat strength will likely rise to another level.

"Thank you, my husband." She put away her cane, a satisfied smile on her face.

Lin Zhen picked up those menacing boxing gloves again.

The gauntlets felt heavy in my hand, and the dark red electricity crackling around them gave off a violent and bloodthirsty aura.

“This is even simpler.” Lin Zhen weighed the gauntlets in his hand, his tone tinged with disdain. “A low-quality energy amplifier that instantly unleashes power far exceeding one’s own limits by burning the user’s life force.”

"The side effects are too great; it hurts the enemy a thousand but also damages yourself eight hundred. It's garbage."

As he spoke, he prepared to casually throw away the pair of boxing gloves that he considered worthless.

"Your Highness, wait!"

Yue Fei, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

He strode forward and looked at the boxing gloves in Lin Zhen's hand. A rare, burning light appeared on his bronze, resolute face.

"Your Highness, may I take a look at this item...?"

Lin Zhen glanced at him with some surprise, then smiled.

He handed the boxing gloves to Yue Fei: "What, General Yue, are you also interested in this kind of unorthodox and heretical stuff?"

Yue Fei took the gauntlets, and the violent, bloodthirsty aura emanated from his palms, causing his blood and qi to surge.

But instead of feeling uncomfortable, he felt a long-lost excitement, like meeting a worthy opponent.

He closed his eyes, carefully feeling the flow of power within the boxing gloves.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Your Highness, although this thing is evil, its method of instantly unleashing power is similar to the Seven Injury Fist, a forbidden technique in our army that has been lost for a long time. If we can understand its key points and integrate it into the martial arts of our Great Qian Dynasty, it may give our Shenji Battalion soldiers a better chance of survival when facing those inhuman monsters."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhen's eyes flashed with approval.

He truly lived up to Yue Fei's reputation.

Ordinary martial artists, upon seeing such an evil creature, would either avoid it at all costs or be tempted by its power and fall into the demonic path.

He, however, could see through its essence at a glance, discard the dross and retain the essence, and turn it into his own.

With such vision and character, you can't find another person like him in the entire Great Qian Dynasty.

"Alright." Lin Zhen nodded. "Since General Yue likes it, then this toy is yours."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Yue Fei clasped his hands in thanks and solemnly put away the gauntlets.

He knew that this was more than just a weapon.

This was the prince's trust in him, and even more so, it was a new path to strength that he had found for the Great Qian Dynasty and for the soldiers who had entrusted their lives to him.

After dealing with the spoils of war, Lin Zhen's gaze fell on the Dutch governor, Van der Wiel, who was sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.

"Okay, this matter is over."

Lin Zhen clapped his hands, as if he had done something insignificant.

"We should go home too."

His voice wasn't loud, but it made Van der Wiel's body tremble violently.

Come back home?

What about yourself?

A tremendous fear instantly engulfed him.

He scrambled to his knees in front of Lin Zhen, grabbed his legs, and wailed with tears streaming down his face.

"Your Highness! You can't leave! What will I do without you! I've sold out the Ottomans, and I've sold out the Nihilists too. They will never let me go! Please! Take me with you! I'm willing to be your slave, I'm willing to give you everything I have!"

His utterly undignified and ugly behavior drew undisguised contempt from Murong Yan and Yue Fei, who were standing nearby.

Lin Zhen smiled.

He lowered his head, looking at the pitiful creature at his feet, who was already terrified out of his wits, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Take you away?"

He shook his head, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with him.

“Governor Van der Wiel, are you mistaken about something? From beginning to end, you have only been a tool. Now that the tool is no longer needed, it is only natural that you should be aware of your role as a tool.”

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in Van der Wiel's heart.

He lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes vacant, his face ashen.

He knew he was completely finished.

Just as he was preparing to accept his tragic fate, Lin Zhen spoke up once again.

"but……"

He changed the subject, and the curve of his lips became somewhat inscrutable.

"Since you're somewhat sensible, I can show you a way out."

Van der Wiel's eyes, which had long lost their luster, lit up once more.

He stared intently at Lin Zhen as if he had grasped at the last straw.

"Your Highness, please...please speak! I'll do anything you ask to save my life!"

“It’s very simple.” Lin Zhen smiled, a smile full of fox-like cunning. “From today onwards, you are the new agent of the Nihilistic Party in Southeast Asia and the Ottoman Empire.”

"what?!"

When Lin Zhen said these words, not only Van der Wiel, but also Yue Fei and Elizabeth behind him were completely dumbfounded.