Chapter 38 (1/2)
I don't know when, Loren felt as if he was about to lose control.
The broken castle ruins swarmed from all directions like ”corpse tide”, but they were not swarming up like brainless ghouls, but very rational. They were like hyenas hunting in the wilderness, in groups of four or five. The broken Knight Sword was like the fangs of these hyenas. They would rush up and bite only when they were sure.
”Good, sixth.”
Loren's voice was extremely calm. If it weren't for the dead body who fell at his feet and crushed his head with one foot, it might make this scene look more convincing.
Lightly avoided the sword stabbing the back of his head. Loren, who was half kneeling on the ground, held the handle of the sword with both hands, and with a big chop, split the ”self” behind him in half from shoulder to waist.
”Seventh.”
He took another sword stabbed into his back, directly turned around, grabbed each other's hair, and forcibly cut off his head from the body!
”Eighth.”
Loren, who was covered in blood, said something, and his dark pupils began to blur. Whenever he killed a ”self”, the empty power flowing into his body immediately eliminated all his fatigue.
The blood on his body includes those living corpses and his own. But Loren, who can't feel the pain at all, doesn't care. Whenever the long sword in his hand pierces a body and cuts off a head, the blood swelling and the stimulation of the void flowing into the body will give him a boost!
”Come on! Come again --!”
The roaring Loren widened his scarlet eyes. Even if he was not tired, he was still gasping. The depression in the past seemed to be completely released at this moment.
Just came to this world, the helplessness and fear of the first night
On the way of wandering with the old knight, he courted and served carefully
After Leonardo was killed, unspeakable regret and remorse
And from the beginning to the present, two or three years, step by step, careful planning, trembling to live
Loren didn't find out that he had been depressed for so long and worked so hard to live. He never realized how much his subconscious desire was for complete indulgence!
The steel sword is waving and tearing, tearing one ”self” to pieces, even if it is not necessary at all. Heartily release the beast in the body, like a crazy monster, desperately bite the prey that has become a corpse, and don't care about the bloody body.
The ruined castle is like a locked cage at the moment, and Loren locked inside is a beast in the cage, howling and waving his claws.
The steps under him moved forward slowly, and the pleasure of killing in his mind became more and more clear - no matter what language he used, Loren at the moment could not be a rational man.
With the blood marks step by step, Loren still held the sharp blade in his hand. It seemed that it had become his only support. He walked towards the gate of the main castle of the college step by step and kicked it on the doorknob.
”Bang --!!”
The seemingly solid door fell to the ground and rolled up bursts of smoke. Loren, dragging his sword, stepped on the door panel and entered the dark hall.
The ”self” behind him didn't catch up and still wandered outside like a wandering corpse.
It's a very ironic design. Loren raised his mouth.
”What a pity. I thought you would enjoy it more, my friend.”