Chapter 702 - Ice is Back (1/2)

The men didn't dare move.

When did he come back?!

It had been years since they last saw him, and they had even thought he must have been dead.

But no.

He was very much alive and worse than ever.

Ice.

”Such mischievous people,” Ice was mumbling, ”I go on a holiday for a while and they sprout like mushrooms all over.”

He looked at the two rows of men, squatting on the floor, their hands placed on top of their heads. They were actually shivering, not daring to disobey Ice at that moment. Those who had tried to fight were all dead.

They weren't wimps. Not really.

They would have fought. Really.

The problem was, the way those that died … it was just too gruesome. And weird. Ice looked at them, and they froze. They actually just stood there, not moving an inch while Ice took out this bad-ass sword and started to slice at them.

One by one.

A sword!

Since when did Ice use a sword?!

The movements were so fast that it was a blur and when it was over, their clothes were completely shredded and the skin was full of cuts.

They were still alive, but perhaps it was better if they weren't.

Initially, one could see thousands of cuts on the bodies before the blood started flowing freely. It covered every inch of their bodies, making it seem like they were wearing clothes made of blood.

Yet, they just stood there - screaming - until they bled to death. Once dead, their lifeless bodies would slump onto the floor.

Those screams had been piercing and haunting, causing all those who heard it, go cold with fear.

Worse, after each person was sliced as such, Ice could actually be heard mumbling, ”No, not this way. Perhaps like this …”

They were being used for practice.

It was down to just the five of them now.

Every single person that had been in the building had been eliminated.

The ones that were squatting at that moment were the higher-ups and each of them had already soiled their pants. Not that the smell bothered anyone, for the smell of smoke from the burning building behind Ice covered any sort of smell.

Ice squatted down to look at them and tapped the ground with his sword.

”Just what were you thinking?” he asked the first one, staring at him in the face.