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"Then her sister will also become a Valkyrie because of her hatred for me, but what her sister doesn't know is that the only person I want to kill is you."
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, completely suppressing the flicker in his eyes, and silently controlled the knife hilt with his thumb.
It'll be ready soon, don't rush me.
"Are you sure?" Otto's smile became even more gentle.
There was no need for further words; his eyes alone revealed his doubt—all the killings he had committed along the way were almost meaningless, simply a massacre driven by a desire to kill, cruel and cold, like a butcher slaughtering cattle and sheep.
"I'm not the kind of person who would choose a detour just because there's an obstacle in front of me. Once I've made a decision, I'm prepared to see it through to the end." He was completely unfazed by the sarcasm and ridicule.
“Killing people who want to die, people who are looking for death, is much better than you killing people who don’t want to die.”
Jiang Cheng raised his blade once more, the crimson light beneath the blood-stained surface flashing silently.
"—Now it's your turn, you're going to die."
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It's time to say something tough.
We need to delay his attention.
Even though Jizo Mitama is beyond our comprehension, and even the Void Treasury doesn't know what that black box can become, we must still try our best to avoid being discovered.
The good news is that, perhaps due to his excessive arrogance, Otto completely failed to notice the Jizo Mitama—he was also unaware of this extraterrestrial knowledge, which even the Void Archives hadn't recorded. Instead, he casually opened his palm as if inviting the former First Herrscher to a hot spring.
"So what do you think is wanting to die? What is courting death? And what is it that one shouldn't die?"
"If sacrificing one person can save the world, save countless ordinary people who would smile because of the beautiful things they encounter, and reunite with their families, then should that person die?"
"And then there's the person you just killed. Her parents were loving, and her younger sister was always clinging to her. Her so-called act of seeking death was just fulfilling her duty. Did she deserve to die?"
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No wonder they sent the Valkyrie to deliver it; it was to evoke my guilt and judge my character through my actions. Otto still loves to manipulate people. If I were like Joyce, I probably wouldn't be able to walk by now.
They assumed that my cruelty along the way was revenge, and that I, who appeared out of nowhere, was definitely a victim.
Because they were unaware of the existence of the World Serpent, they were also arrogant enough to believe that everything was under their control.
Even if they are enemies, it must be because of him indirectly.
pity……
Ah……
This kind of chatting is actually a good thing. I originally thought we would have to fight and resist at the same time, and I wasn't sure when Mei should be brought on.
If this drags on any longer and Otto still doesn't realize the seriousness of the problem, then perhaps there will be no need to call for help.
Jiang Cheng forcefully suppressed all his emotions, relying on his will to survive and the girl named Mei, who at this moment could barely stand on the same level as his will to survive—when he raised his head again, his eyes were clear, and the pink cherry blossoms were as indestructible as diamonds.
“If I were a good person or one of the people you killed, these words would indeed be helpful to me, and I would indeed feel guilty. But unfortunately, I am just an ordinary person.”
“I don’t think you’re any ordinary person.” Otto casually tossed down the expensive glass. “An ordinary person can’t kill a B-rank Valkyrie in one hit.”
"So the Archbishop of Destiny can only rely on B-rank Valkyries as his guards?" He sneered.
"She's perfect for the job."
Because it's cheap enough?
Just like those Valkyries lying on the lab table.
With just these four words, Jiang Cheng was able to fill in the blanks that Otto hadn't said.
That's really disgusting.
Abuse of other people's trust.
The moment he opened his mouth, he knew that he and this guy were no match for each other.
One is someone who treats emotions as a tool, while the other can see everything in the world as a bargaining chip for survival, yet they are both unable to easily squander their emotions.
Even though he himself wasn't a good person, Jiang Cheng still loathed this kind of thing—using other people's trust and affection as bargaining chips.
He calculated the time and inquired about Ling's work efficiency.
It's almost done.
Even after becoming a Divine Key, her only weakness is her endurance; her overall strength remains just as formidable.
After receiving a positive answer, he gripped the knife again; he no longer wanted to drag things out like this.
"There's no need to waste time like this. Your methods of manipulating people are truly clumsy, and you can only rely on the gentleman's way of deceiving others. Otto, rest in peace and face your death."
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you?
Stigmata holder.
An ordinary Stigmata holder has such trouble even dealing with those small fry. The weapon in his hand isn't even sharp enough; it's covered in blood. And this piece of junk dares to say it wants to kill me?
Endure it, endure it again.
But how could I possibly hold back something so funny?
Otto felt he had never heard a funnier joke in his five hundred years of life. A guy who was probably an experimental subject, or at least an ordinary Stigmata holder who probably couldn't even get to the floating island if he wasn't, and who clearly had no combat experience and only knew how to bully weaklings, actually said he wanted to kill him.
That's so stupid—I feel insulted to even say a word about it, and I can't be bothered to explain.
Too……
These are already mass-produced in this world.
Heroes and anti-heroes are essentially heroes. Heroes are so confident and arrogant, believing they can solve everything.
But it's just another First Herrscher—the bishop, who has been sitting on the fishing platform for five hundred years, only felt bored facing the miniature version of the opponent he had once tricked to death.
Let's skip the chatting for now. We can start experimenting and talking after we've got him. Anyway, he'll probably only say a few things.
With a flick of his right hand, encased in a white glove, golden light appeared beside him, and a circular gate materialized before him.
The purple border outlines the general shape of the circle, and the interior is like a collapsed black hole, getting deeper and deeper towards the center. It seems that some kind of inexplicable gravity is drawing in all the matter that constitutes the world of cognition. But what is happening now is the opposite of this feeling of being swallowed up - a golden pistol emerges from the hole.
As Otto's most frequently used method in battle, he uses the Void Treasury to manifest the pistol form of the Judgment of Heavenly Fire and fires it. This single round is enough to wipe out all the small fry below S-rank.
He had used this move countless times over the years, and he knew better than anyone the power of this attack, especially at such a short distance.
I still want to know how to avoid the crucial parts...
……Bit?
The expected scene of the boy being riddled with bullets did not occur—instead, his body instantly became dull and stiff, as if he were the one who had just been attacked and seriously injured, and even the act of raising his head again became as heavy as carrying a mountain on his back.
The weapon Jiang Cheng was holding in his hand was clearly just an ordinary, broken weapon that couldn't even perform basic self-cleaning functions, yet it was now emitting a red light.
In the air before them were replicas of the Heavenly Judgment, which had been poised to launch in an instant and had been perfected through countless experiments.
Even the ability that had never had a problem when fighting the First Herrscher was now stuck in a daze, even the act of constructing it itself.
The seemingly irrational brute's charge with his melee weapon underwent a sudden transformation—a profound and peculiar scene, as if space itself were melting, spread outwards from the tip of the longsword, as if wielding the sword was merely a deception to disguise his true actions.
In reality, this weapon is not meant for slashing or swinging; at least its core function is not, as depicted in the surveillance video, merely a supplementary function to produce sword energy.
Simply watching this energy emanate from the surroundings was enough to give Otto an instinctive feeling that had never been born since the death of the First Herrscher.
That's the smell of death.
How can it be? !
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Those emerald eyes, which had always looked down on others and watched them being manipulated into ugly state, trembled once again.
For the first time since becoming a bishop, Otto felt the taste of death so clearly—he was still struggling, still thinking of everything he could to resolve the situation.
Yes. 2 leeks - slipping house fins (one) 彡 skirt chat
Just like before.
He can definitely get through this.
No one can stop him.
Even Joyce was trampled under his feet.
How could he possibly die in the headquarters of Destiny—in such a ridiculous way?
Like a certain "King of Elbows" whose elbow was chopped off by the very counterfeit he despised, Otto also fell into the same ugly struggle.
I absolutely cannot die here; Karen has not yet been resurrected.
That's basically the idea.
Upon realizing that everything else he had prepared had been interrupted for unknown reasons, and that he couldn't even find a weapon because of the lack of the Void Treasury, the noble bishop simply clenched his fist—at least in an attempt to cut off the weapon or interference in his hand.
Even the Valkyries who were purely sacrificed because their lives were happy, stable, and wonderful, and thus the sense of devastation after being smashed was so strong, were all pulled out to play with and test Jiang Cheng's character.
Although those small fry didn't even meet the most basic requirements to participate in this battle, Jiang Cheng, who had already freed himself from certain constraints, was a combination of a Saint Mark holder, a potion with severe side effects, and a Jizo Soul.
—The direction that Jizo's Soul will swing will only be towards Otto.
With his right foot planted firmly on the ground and both hands gripping the knife handle tightly, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath at the right moment, then twisted his waist violently, causing the blade to tear a scarlet semicircle from right to top.
The extreme speed even caused the blood on the blade to fly away instantly, the blood and flesh scattering into the air, leaving a chaotic trail.
"clang--!!!"
The white glove was ripped open in an instant, and the scarlet blade collided with the metallic hand revealed after the outer layer of skin was torn open.
At the first moment, regardless of the enemy...
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The remaining 20% of the drug was injected instantly, and the glass vials ejected by the machine resembled discarded bullet casings.
Jiang Cheng's teeth were almost broken, and the force of his all-out swing was enough to leave a mark on the hilt of the Soul Steel sword.
Go for it! You absolutely can't lose to him!
No longer the broken and damaged creature that hadn't even been cleaned of blood, the Jizo Mitama now revealed its true form—with the boy's full power, it charged towards the bishop, who was no longer as leisurely as before, and was finally dragged down from his altar.
"Fuck-"
The collision between the soul steels, under extreme force, even produced a noise similar to scratching glass with a fingernail.
Only now did Otto finally realize from the metallic sheen revealed by Jiang Cheng's shattered right glove—
This assassination attempt was definitely not due to a moment of anger or excitement.
That's Soul Steel.
He knew the name of that metal better than anyone else.
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"Clang clang clang—!!!"
The unprepared bishop barely managed to deal with Jiang Cheng, who had been thinking about this assassination attempt since the third day after arriving in this world.
In the initial clashes, he still used his knife violently, displaying the brute force of a man with no talent for swordsmanship whatsoever. As time went on, his strength became more refined, the potion became more effective, and his knife-wielding movements became more violent. He began to try to imitate Mei's posture, slamming his arms down with extreme brutality and wildness.
The blade traced a perfect circle, the arc glowing a deep red, looking more like the sun during a total solar eclipse—
In the next collision, Otto was almost powerless to stop it.
The tearing marks ran across the body.