Records of the Weakest Emperor

"What's wrong? What's going on? What are they doing...?"

Hugo saw the oddity unfolding in front of him and he couldn't help but comment.

The others also realized that something was off.

The Santelmos chasing after them had mysteriously vanished as soon as they heard the soon of heavy footsteps coming from these madmen in the right corridor.

"Are they different from the other patients here?" Medea asked with an unusually serious voice.

"Yes... These bastards... They are members of the New People's Revelation. It's a cult! Their leader was that man pushing a stretcher earlier! Since the procession is here, it can only mean one thing..."

"That person earlier is about to arrive here and we need to get out of this hallway as fast as possible!" Calvin explained.

"Then, we'd better move on," Hugo replied.

The Santelmos had been scared off by the procession of the New People's Revelation so the hallways behind them didn't have any enemies. But they couldn't possibly turn around for they would definitely cross paths with the Mortician from earlier!

If that happened, then they might as well bite their tongue and commit suicide.

The Mortician was an incredibly sadistic and cruel man.

Any person that he had captured lasted for at least a week before being given the permission to die.

In fact, the Mortician wasn't only responsible for keeping the cleanliness of the asylum.

He was also the head chef of the entire asylum!

It was easy to imagine the fate of those that he captured and died from his hands. They were probably within the sewers at this moment after they were transformed into ground meat and eaten by the patients here.

Calvin took a deep breath.

He shoved the small notebook containing the map of the remaining corridors that they needed to go through as he swept his gaze at the others and declared.

"All of you, go ahead... I'll stay here and buy us some time."

Calvin then turned to look at the cultists.

He took out several pieces of crumpled paper from his pocket and prepared to meet the cultists halfway when Hugo dragged him back, "What the fuck are you saying? If we're going to get out of here, then you're going with us! We're so close to success! We can't let you die!"

Medea also nodded her head in agreement.

But Calvin pushed Hugo's chest and sent him staggering backward.

Afterwards, he hurled a piece of crumpled paper at the cultists and barked at the others, "Quick! Move! I'll delay them! The next corridors should be safe now due to the presence of these bastards! We'll see each other in the main elevators!"

"Don't be stupid... We're going together!" Hugo was about to drag Calvin once again but Calvin dodged him.

"I'll catch up in a few moments, I'll just delay them for a bit... Just go ahead... All of you... go!"

Calvin's voice was now tinged with anger.

"No!" Hugo and Medea exclaimed at the same time.

"We do not have the time to argue! Let's believe Calvin's words! He'll definitely be with us later, let's go now! I can feel something approaching us from behind!" Jannette couldn't hold herself back anymore as she pulled Hugo's arms away from Calvin.

The others remained silent.

Of course, they wanted Calvin to go with them.

But if Calvin didn't sacrifice himself to delay these cultists...

Who would go?

Them?

Impossible!

They didn't want to die.

They were still so young!

They still had a lot to do in this world... They can't possibly die!

Jane and Zahra clenched their tiny fists until their nails dug into their palms.

Scarlette gnashed her teeth and suddenly lunged at Calvin and planted a kiss on his face.

"Come back safely, okay?"

These words came from Scarlette's heart as she ran towards the fork and took a turn towards the left corridor.

Jannette quickly followed after her, unwilling to stay in this dangerous corridor for any longer.

Hugo and Medea stared right at Calvin.

Calvin lightly chuckled, "Just go! Trust me... I'll be back... Don't be silly and go ahead with the others already..."

He even playfully winked at Medea.

Medea didn't know what to say.

But she seemed to have reached a decision.

She turned her back towards Calvin and made a break for it towards the left corridor.

Hugo gnashed his teeth.

His raw emotions surfaced in his eyes.

No words were exchanged, but Calvin could see the message that Hugo wanted to say to him.

"Yeah... Go ahead... I'll be fine." He patted Hugo's shoulders before turning to look at Zahra and Jane, "The two of you, stick close to Hugo... He'll be able to protect you while I'm not there... This man may not be that strong mentally, but he's quite a strapping man..."

"He's strong enough to protect you all."

"Why..." Jane suppressed her tumultuous emotions, "Why are you saying something like that?"

"You..."

"You're planting a flag!"

"Planting a flag?"

Calvin revealed astonishment for a second, she didn't expect that Jane actually knew such a lingo.

"Don't be silly... I'll be safe... I may look like a scrawny young man in your eyes, but I'm quite resourceful and creative. I can survive this and be with you guys in the Main Hall." Calvin ruffled the hair of Jane and Zahra before pushing them towards the direction of the left corridor.

Both women didn't say anything anymore.

After all, Calvin had already decided.

They took one final glance at Calvin before decisively running after the others.

"Hahaha..." Staring at the direction where the others had disappeared, Calvin let out a small laugh, "Damn... Why did they treat me as if I am a hero that's already in my final moments? Are they not really that confident about my chances of winning?" He whispered to himself and shook his head.

But unexpectedly, a reply came out of nowhere.

"Well, of course, with how weak you look. They probably thought that your matchstick like body can't stand a single blow from these bastards!"

The voice came from Dandelion who had been in hibernation until now.

"Oh, you're finally awake?"

"Yeah..." Dandelion replied with a cold snort.

Calvin gave a smile and said, "Are you ready?"

Dandelion's answer came a second later, but his answer was positive.

"Yeah..."

"I'm ready..."

Calvin nodded his head, "All right... Since you're ready..."

"Let's activate the grand formation and stomp these bastards!"

Calvin exclaimed before taking out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Unfurling the crumpled piece of paper, a silvery-white light shone from the paper and an indescribable might seemed to have descended out of nowhere.

The might brought with it a boundless pressure that instantly silenced the noise of the cultists' procession.

The cultists turned to look at Calvin's direction and they could vaguely see the image of a gigantic ancient sword floating behind him.

At this moment, Dandelion's voice rang out.

"Don't get too crazy now... The grand formation only lasts for half an hour, and we must escape from this place before we run out of time, or else everything would be for naught!"

"I know..."

Calvin simply nodded his head towards Dandelion's words.

Then, without any warning.

He leaped into the air and like a wolf jumping into a herd of sheep...

He steamrolled every member of the New People's Revelation cult with his fist!