Chapter 385 Chapter 384: Returning From Death
"Kaah!" A scream akin to scratching metal against metal rang through the hallway as a fierce wind blew toward Yoze and Suzanne. Without hesitation, they both used a movement technique they were familiar with to narrowly dodge this fierce wind.
"Whoosh!"
Immediately, the gust of wind heavily slammed into the wooden wall where Yoze had previously stood, exposing a young male servant who was quivering in fear. The young male servant's uniform was ruined as his dark blue uniform, freshly ironed this morning, was soaked in blood and wood dust. It was unknown whether it was his own blood or the blood in the air quickly forming into a blood fog.
Even though the blood had yet to sink deeply into the fabric, the young man had already decided to throw it away. He didn't want to be reminded of the absolute terror he was feeling.
Witnessing the wall that previously seemed sturdy easily collapse from the intense battle, the young man's pupils shrunk to the size of a dot as his instincts screamed of his impending death.
"Please have mercy!" The young man screamed out of fear even though he had no idea what he feared.
"Hehehe, no!"
In a similar manner to a ghost, Jilque suddenly appeared behind the young man with a twisted smile. His pearly white teeth glistened in the few lines of sunlight that passed through the dust. Pairing it with the visible chilling blood mist surrounding his body, Jilque truly felt he suited the role of a vengeful crazy ghost.
Jilque narrowed his ruby eyes, reflecting the young male servant's tiny body like a bug. With the young servant's life in his hands, Jilque slapped the frightened young man's face several times, causing a red face imprint to appear. Seeing the pained look on the young man's face, Jilque nodded with notification as he could see that, but the young servant's fear of death stopped him from acting out or trying to escape.
Like a deer staring at an approaching car, the young man could only wait for his death.
Finally, after slapping the young man for the third time, Jilque clenched his fist, causing his blue veins to pop out like blue snakes. With a relaxed face, his punch surpassed the speed of sound and instantly reached the young servant's head.
"Boom!"
"I'm going to die." The young servant thought to himself as he felt his consciousness fall into darkness.
"Where am I? Did I travel back in time?" The young man said with surprise.
Looking around him, he found that he was no longer standing in the destroyed bathroom, covered in blood and dust, while a ghost was smiling cruelly at him. Instead, he was standing outside in the middle of a field of golden corn that was leisurely swaying in the warm wind.
The warm rays of light touched his skin and clean clothes, erasing any fear and anxiety in his heart and replacing it with happiness. Suddenly, the young man felt a light tap on his shoulder, startling him.
"Why are you looking at the corn like that?" A deep voice asked with confusion.
Hearing the comforting, deep voice, the young man felt his heart shake as he knew it belonged to his older brother, who had passed away many years ago.
"So I died." The young man with a peaceful smile.
"Hey, are you alright? I just saved you, so run away before you die again." Suzanne asked as she shook the young male servant's body to wake him.
Just as the young man was dragged out of his peaceful afterlife, he looked around, confused, before realizing he hadn't died. But after seeing who looked saved him, he almost wished that he did.
Standing in front of him were two large human monsters that were completely covered in blood. The intense scent of blood entered his nose and caused his nose hairs to curl.
"You're not killing anyone on my watch." Yoze coldly said as he launched a terrifying Bear Fist.
"Boom!"
Jilque's pupils dilated as he could sense the intense force coming from Yoze's fist. He immediately tossed away the thought of trying to face it head-on. He might have been crazy, but he wasn't stupid.
When it came to overwhelming power, he couldn't keep up with Yoze, especially when Blood Armor was involved. Without even feeling it, Jilque could sense the terrifying power of weight coming from Yoze's blood mist, making it difficult for him to escape easily.
Just as Jilque was about to escape, Suzanne moved and transformed her arms into long blood spikes that sparkled like metal. She created weapons that could cut through metal like butter using her distinct inner vigor with sharpness properties.
Even though she wasn't able to find a compatible Blood Master body cultivation method to suit her original body cultivation method, the amount of sharp inner vigor that she had when she was a First Rate martial artist remained.
Not wanting to let this opportunity go to waste, Suzanne used a sword technique to complement her attack.
Suzanne's blood spikes instantly turned into a red blur as they threatened to tear Jilque's face apart. Yet, even in such a dangerous situation, Jilqur remained calm.
Jilque hastily took a deep breath, puffing out his chest nearly three times before blowing out a gust of white cold air. As soon as the white air touched Suzanne's blood, the faint sound of them freezing, followed by a thin layer of expanding white frost, caused her to temporarily give up her attack.
Allowing Yoze's Death Finger to sneakily appear next to Jilque's chest. As if he didn't notice Yoze's strike, Jilque's face turned pale as he felt the uncontrollable power of the Death Finger attacks his heart. Just as Suzanne's eyes sparkled with joy at the thought of them winning, Jilque suddenly sneered as he exploded into a cloud of cold blood.
"Congratulations, you managed to kill my blood clone. With a little bit more luck, you might even be able to scratch me." Jilque said mockingly as he walked out of the shadows while clapping his hands.
Not interested in chatting with a maniac, Suzanne and Yoze shook their heads before launching another surge of attacks.
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