Chapter 220: Get Over It (1/2)

The brown blade cut into Song Zun's arms like it was butter. It then went through the side of his shoulders, chest, and leg, chopping the right side of his body clean off.

BAM

A massive loud sound erupted from where the blade landed. The blade itself was halfway into the earth, only a part of the blade and the remaining part of the sword was up above.

The right half of Song Zun's body dropped to the right as the innards started spilling out from wherever it could. ”You…” Song Zun was still a little conscious as he spoke a few words in a daze.

”You killed this body. I… I worked hard to make this body and you…” his eyes could no longer focus as his mind was starting to go blank due to the lack of blood.

”I will kill you.”

He managed to say that just as he fell to the ground. He was dead.

Alex breathed deeply. He had never intended to kill him, only incapacitate, and yet… ”I killed someone,” the realization of what he had just done was coming back to Alex.

He had killed many monsters before, but they were just that, monsters. To him, they were like the farm animals back at home. However, a human on the other hand.

”Oh no…. Oh my god. What have I done?” his face started to drain in color as he slumped to the ground and got face to face with the corpse that had dropped to the ground.

The moment he saw that his stomach started churning and everything he had eaten beforehand came out the wrong way. He would vomit for a bit and see the mess he made once again and vomit again.

It took him about 4 to 5 vomits to even manage to turn around from the gore in front of him. Both of his swords were right there, but he cared about none of them for now.

He ran a little forwards to the grass and fell onto it. He put his hands behind his head tried to forget everything. But that was impossible. He could never forget what he had just seen, what he had just done.

The experience remained vivid in his mind as he couldn't forget anything. He wanted to forget everything, and just go hide inside his mind. He felt like his soul was reaching a breaking point and he would tear it down into different pieces at any moment.

Suddenly, he felt someone touch him. It wasn't a real person, only something he felt in his mind. He imagined himself standing behind him, with a hand on his shoulders, telling him, ”It will be fine. You will be fine.”.

Alex looked back in real life, but obviously, no one was there. ”I will be fine?” he thought. He stopped constantly remembering the gore and the event.