Chapter 82: One, Against thousands (1/2)

TL: flarewk

I became dazed just from looking at it. Even though it's a scene of butchery, I still actually found that extremely enchanting.........

It's too overly fluid, which made me mistakenly thought that it was a sort of dance, or perhaps it was due to the path carved out through the blade being too captivating, which even caused the blood splattering out in all directions to have a sort of mystifying sense of beauty.

”Pu, hihihihi——yihihihi........hahahaha!”

Moda desperately curled up his body while clutching his mouth, but hideous laughter still leaked out from the gaps of his fingers.

The sight of seeing his companion being murdered actually made him so delighted till the point of being unable to control himself, and as he saw the obese figure, along with half remains of its head *pu tong* landing on the ground, it was just like as if he had seen onto something comical, as he gave off a shrill laugh.

”Why.........is he still able to laugh.........”

I completely don't get it at all.

His companion had already died, with himself losing a hand as well, so why was he still able to laugh?

It's not normal, had his brain malfunctioned already.........

”It's normal to not understand, and I do not hope for Jun Cheng-dàren to be able to understand such distorted ways of thinking.”

”That's true........”It's better to not know about certain things, if not, it would only cause oneself to be deeply entrenched within.

After laughing for a while, Moda put down his hands, smoothing out his breath as he continued saying.

”That's great, that's great~ Just now, I even thought that you're some kind of a creature that's absolutely different from us, but looking at it right now.........you're still the same kind as us! Now I'm relieved~ Phew~”

Moda exaggeratedly patted that chest of his which had chest hairs exposed, just like as if he had consumed a heart-calming pill, becoming relieved as he heaved out a long breath.

I didn't understand the meaning of what he had said.

Or perhaps it was that he still wasn't used to be speaking in chinese, for his dialogue sounded a little strange.

However, it's not because of that which caused me to not understand him, as I really didn't get the meaning of what he was trying to imply.

Edward who was standing beside too gave off a chortle, as he disdainfully spoke.

”In the end, you too, for the sake of satisfying your selfish urges, are a person that have already sank within bloodshed.”

Was he referring to Xue Qing?

”It's only that you stepped on the other side, safeguarding the interests of human beings, massacring us in reverse, hence obtaining a piece of 'murdering permit', eh. Occupying the namesake of justice in order to murder wilfully, not needing to bear any sins, and would even be treated as a hero as well, how's that feel?”

N-no, that's not right, there's something not right with it.........

”But I didn't expect that a girl like you with such a young age to be living quite superficially.” That clearly didn't understand Xue Qing's personality. as to her, these weren't important at all.........

”Still fighting?”

As expected, Xue Qing was still unwavered, as she coldly queried.

”If not, I'm off.”

”Carry on! Of course it must carry on! Hahahahaha! It's too great to be able to meet you!”

Moda had already sank within a state of half insanity. The red colored portion within his status slowly grew larger, as he raised his skin peeling knife, intending to first strike a blow on Xue Qing's shoulders.

It was being dodged just by lowering her head.

”I'm the one who was being chosen! I surpassed normal people, an elite form of human existence that obtained immense power!”

”You aren't, a human anymore.”

”Shut up, you hypocrite! What's wrong with killing people! What I've made from peeling off human skin are all art! A moronic commoner like you completely won't know how to appreciate my art!”

He screamed out hysterically like an unreasonable child, yet still having the knife in his hands flying straight piercing towards its target.

His body's actions were prioritized over his mind, and those weren't movements that were made after considerable thought, but body basing on muscle memory to enact out reactive gestures instead. Hence, its speed was unimaginably quick!

”Allowing all of you to be the raw ingredients for my created art, it's been Moda's honor!”

Dodge.

”I'm a 'god' who allowed you trash to transform into art!”

Dodge.

”Have a higher appraisal towards me! Lap more praises onto me! Everyone, come and kowtow to me!!”

Dodge.

It still wasn't able to make not even a single hair's contact at all.

The difference was too big already. Even I, a normal person, am able to discern it, that Xue Qing's prowess was completely crushing over the other side.

After dodging an unbeknownst number of attacks, Xue Qing started to retaliate, with the knife that was kept in its scabbard being unknowingly unsheathed once more, and when I had noticed, the weapon was already held within her hands.

The sharp blade easily tore through the skin of the Skin peeling Murderous ghoul. I'm completely unable to see clearly how many times she had swung her blade, but in any case, what I can see in my eyes was Moda's complete body suddenly exploding out in torrents of blood, with his entirety becoming dyed in red.

Skin gaping, flesh ripped out; torrents of blood splattering; dancing within the wind.

Side abdomen, shoulders, kneecaps, neck; places that could have wounds located were too many already, but even if it's like that, he still didn't collapse!

As if that before his blood was drained dry, along with his bones entirely crushed to pieces, he wouldn't be collapsing at all.

Moda gave off a series of howling, with that remaining hand tightly gripping the skin peeling knife and scratching past Xue Qing's neck, yet wasn't able to leave not even a knife imprint behind.

Afterwards, that hand too had been separated from its body, it being cleanly sliced off.

However, he still hadn't yet gave up! Leaping upwards just like that, he bit his hand that was flying in midair and continued waving his head about, assaulting Xue Qing!

But he was being forcibly halted.

His heart was pierced.

Fresh blood gushed out at that instance where she pulled out her knife, just like a fountain.

The victor had been decided, as no matter who it was, upon seeing this scene they would think as such, and even Xue Qing herself too would be thinking similarly too.........

However, she was suddenly being hugged.

Moda actually still hadn't died, and had pounced over to hug Xue Qing with strength that had came from nowhere. But there wasn't much strength left, and rather than saying that he had caught Xue Qing, it's more like leaning his body onto her, in order to not have himself fall downwards.

Xue Qing who had blood splattered on her for the first time frowned her eyebrows.

Seemingly to vent out her feelings of displeasure, she didn't even turn her head around, just stabbing towards the upper area of her shoulders.

It poked right into Moda's eye sockets precisely without a hitch, and pulled out his eyeballs.