fantasy novels Chapter 319: Break My Lock, Reverse Your Fate
Chapter 319: Break My Lock, Reverse Your Fate
**Headless Overlord stood tall.
Blood fountained from the stump, painting the sand black.
The axe leaned against his thigh like a tired war banner.
Zhou Haisheng clutched the bleeding socket of his missing arm.
He waited for the body to fall.
It didn’t.
**
Ni Yu screamed into her sleeve.
Ning Zhao’s sword hand went white on the hilt.
Lu tapped the armrest once.
**
The sound carried across the ocean.
**
The headless corpse took a step.
Then another.
Sand cracked under iron boots.
Every spectator forgot how to breathe.
**
Mo Tianyu’s copper coins spun above his head—three tiny suns.
His belly laughed louder than thunder.
“Big auspicious, my ass—
today I **!”
**
Coins exploded into golden light.
Light poured into the desert like molten sunrise.
**
Overlord’s severed head rolled to a stop.
Eyes wide.
Mouth grinning.
A single spark of black-red light crawled from the sand, up the neck stump, and **.
Flesh knit.
Bone locked.
Skin sealed.
**
The head leapt—
landed on the neck with a wet **.
Overlord opened crimson eyes.
He picked up the axe.
Flexed his neck.
Spat blood.
“Looked left—Zhou Haisheng, pale as rice paper.”
“Looked right—ten thousand riders on their knees.”
He spoke, voice raw iron.
“Old man.
Round two.”
**
UNYIELDING ignited.
Every wound Zhou Haisheng had gifted him for three days
returned as interest.
Black demonic qi became wings.
Blood mist became armor.
**
Overlord walked.
Each step cracked the glass desert into spiderwebs.
Zhou Haisheng’s remaining hand shook on Cangsheng’s broken hilt.
**
Mo Tianyu’s voice rolled across the dunes:
“Today the heavens owe **.”
**
Golden chains shot from the coins—
wrapped Zhou Haisheng’s Nascent Soul,
yanked it out like a tooth.
The tiny emperor screamed.
**
Overlord spun.
Axe became a black moon.
**
The moon fell.
Zhou Haisheng’s Nascent Soul popped—
second time today.
His body folded, crumpled, became sand.
**
Then the desert **.
Xiliang riders beat shields until arms broke.
Luo Mingsang ran, leapt, tackled the laughing king into glass dust.
She kissed the blood off his grin.
**
Ni Yu dropped to her knees, mirror forgotten.
Ning Zhao’s sword finally fell—
clanged like a bell.
Lu stood.
Covered-Heaven Sword slid from his hairpin,
hovered, eager.
He smiled at the empty chessboard.
“Checkmate.”
**
Four gates slammed shut at the same instant.
Four teacups shattered.
Four old monsters whispered the same sentence:
“White Jade never left.
It just taught the board to bleed.”
**
Overlord planted the axe.
Carved three characters into the blade with a finger:
**
**
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Then he turned west,
limping,
laughing,
dragging the broken world behind him like a victory flag.
Somewhere, a whale woke up,
saw the new sunrise,
and sang one note that shattered every compass pointing east.
The song had lyrics now:
**“Tell the heavens—
next head is yours.”**