Chapter 0701 – The Dog-Head Guillotine

"You bastard, Yi! You've gone too far! You're ruthless, truly poisonous! You actually let a dog out—no, a singing dog! A so-called singer! I swear I'll strangle you!" the Golden Behemoth King exploded on the spot, his fury uncontainable. It was as though his ears had been defiled, his very soul trampled.

The urge to wring the Green Emperor's neck surged with every second.

"I'm a little apple, growing on a tree. Come pick me!"Nailed to the city wall, the little golden Behemoth stared blankly into space, mumbling like he truly believed he was a little apple.

The Golden Behemoth King almost coughed up blood from rage.This revolting thing—where did it come from?

Just look at the battlefield—millions of Beastmen warriors… yet they were crumbling under the assault of a dog.A catastrophe, all because of a damn dog.

"No, Green Emperor, stop! We're kobolds, all dog-kind—we're kin! Don't harm your own kind! Let's be harmonious!"

"Great Emperor, please cease your divine art. A dog shouldn't harm a fellow dog!"

The kobold warriors shouted in desperation, trying to highlight their kinship with the Green Emperor. They begged not to be caught in friendly fire.

Unfortunately, once the Green Emperor began singing, he was completely lost in it. Nothing from the outside world could reach him—eyes closed, utterly immersed in his voice. To him, it was transcendent. A sound rarely heard in the mortal world.

"To hear this emperor's song is the greatest of blessings! A once-in-a-lifetime fortune!"

Even the Golden Behemoth King's bellowing had no effect on him. He only wanted to sing.

"Spring, I walk with you through blooming flowers.Summer, we watch the stars twinkle.Autumn, we stroll golden fields at dusk.Winter, snowflakes fall, but with you, I'm warm."

The Green Emperor began another heartfelt performance.

"No! Spring, summer, autumn, winter—this is the whole damn year! If I have to hear this for a whole year, I'd rather die! Kill me! End this little apple!"

"I'm not a little apple—I'm a BIG apple!"

Many Beastmen experts spewed blood on the spot. To hear this voice for a full year was worse than death. They'd rather smash their heads on tofu and be done with it.

Their minds were slipping into hallucinations. Many now believed themselves to be apples—some little, some big.Suspended mid-air, curled into orbs, motionless.

At that moment—they were apples.

The Green Emperor's song held some bizarre, inexplicable power. A terrifying influence. It was irresistible.Even covering one's ears was useless—the sound penetrated directly into the brain.

"Quick! Use soundwave roars to suppress this demonic voice! It worked in Rock City!"A Beastman warrior who had experienced it before shouted urgently.

"I'll do it! Witness my Lion's Roar Technique!"

A lion-man warrior growled, clearly still traumatized—he had just imagined himself as a little apple. He now desperately wanted to eat dog meat.

ROAR!!

His roar thundered like a god's wrath, infused with the majesty of a beast-king.

"Let me join in! Tiger Roar!"

A tiger-man cultivator quickly followed suit, unleashing his dominating cry.

Soon, the battlefield was filled with wild howls: wolves, tigers, bulls, and more. It was as though a beast uprising had begun.

But alas, this time the Green Emperor had brought a massive speaker imbued with amplification runes. Though the roars slightly dampened the voice, they couldn't fully suppress it. The demonic song continued to burrow into minds.

"I can't take this anymore!"

A wolf rider screamed, urging his mount straight into the Iron-Blood Great Wall. He rammed it headfirst—committing suicide.His final expression… was relief.

"Damn it! Sound the drums! Suppress this cursed music!"The Golden Behemoth King roared.

A massive Behemoth warrior, still dizzy, picked up drumsticks and began to beat.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The war drums thundered like the heavens themselves. Along with the roaring beasts, they shook the very skies.

The rhythm broke many warriors out of their hallucinations. When they awoke, their expressions turned mortified.They'd just been apples. Floating apples.

The shame was unbearable—trauma etched into their souls.

But even the Ten Thousand Beast Blood-Spirit Drum couldn't fully silence the Green Emperor. In fact, it seemed to accompany him—creating a harmonic nightmare.

People were miserable. Tormented.

Thankfully, with the drums, it became barely bearable. The urge to ram into walls faded.

Finally, the Green Emperor fell silent.

As the song ended, his body and spirit felt reborn. His face was intoxicated with bliss.

"I'm truly a genius! Only I, the great Green Emperor, could interpret such a divine piece with such perfection! I must worship myself. Rejoice! Kneel! To be my fan is your greatest honor. Make me happy, and I'll make you happy. I have another heavenly song—the Green Emperor's Anthem. It can purify your souls!"

He was drunk on his own voice.

Looking out over the battlefield, where millions were stunned into silence, he took it as praise. Encouragement. Proof of his artistry.

"Hmph! Calling that wretched noise a song is an insult to the word! You're nothing but a pile of reeking dog crap!"The Behemoth King roared again, veins bulging. He couldn't believe such shamelessness existed in a dog.

"You doubt me—an artist and singer? That is my failure. I must correct your ignorance. Clearly, your souls remain unwashed. Prepare yourselves—for my Green Emperor's Anthem. Let my love cleanse you. You must feel like crying already. No need to thank me. I am just that great."

He said it all solemnly.

"You're begging to die!!"A werewolf elder, face dark as ink, exploded. He had once been tormented in Rock City—just hearing a song made him want to vomit. Now he craved dog meat.He had even prepared a secret weapon for this.

With a loud cry, he summoned a dark, sinister guillotine into the air.It bore a hideous black dog carved into its blade—shaped like a dog's head.

This was the Dog-Head Guillotine!

A divine weapon that could specifically execute dogs—a bane of all canines. It held an inherent suppressive power.

"Chop him! CHOP HIM!!"

The werewolf elder's eyes turned bloodshot. The guillotine flew into the air, the black dog on it glowing—its eyes releasing a suppressive aura.

To dogkind, it was like facing an ancestor—the origin of their bloodline.Its pressure was irresistible.

Many kobolds on the battlefield felt a cold shiver. A primal fear took hold, as if death was looming.

They couldn't even resist—they felt compelled to die.

"What Dog-Head Guillotine? It can't touch me! I am the Green Emperor—the supreme dog! That thing can't cut me."

But the Dog-Head Guillotine's aura had no effect on him. He wasn't afraid at all.

That was because the Green Emperor's bloodline had long since evolved—he had transcended the canine ancestors. He was his own ancestor. A bloodline progenitor.

Naturally, the suppressive power didn't apply to him.

"That guillotine... looks like it belongs to me."The Green Emperor's eyes gleamed. Suddenly, he leapt forward.

The Dog-Head Guillotine flashed, its blade falling toward his neck.

But then, the Green Emperor smiled wickedly, slapped a paw on the guillotine, and a layer of green mist enveloped it completely.

CRACK!

In an instant, the guillotine turned into a streak of light and flew straight at the werewolf elder.

With a clean chop, the guillotine severed its original master's head.

It was eerie—almost as if the guillotine had betrayed its owner.

The werewolf elder died with a look of shock and disbelief.

"What a wonderful treasure!"

The Green Emperor happily swallowed the Dog-Head Guillotine, absorbing it into his body. It felt perfect—like it was made for him.

"Now… listen to the Green Emperor's Anthem!"

He rushed back to the stage, eager to perform his next masterpiece.

"SHUT UP!!"

The Behemoth King roared and hurled a white stone.

It wasn't just a stone—it was a Rune Stone, akin to a talisman.

In a flash, it turned into a beam of light and shot toward the Green Emperor—