The clothing of Marquis Glatoni had already been torn apart in the numerous clashes, revealing a body covered with mouths that could block any incoming attack.
Despite that, his body still bore many black cuts and bullet holes, deep and shallow, all emanating a black death aura.
The mouths around the wounds continuously stuck out tongues to lick away the black liquid and facilitate healing.
However, the Marquis wasn’t paying attention to his own body,
rather, he was constantly observing his surroundings, his eyeballs moving at a high speed to catch a glimpse of that bizarre shadow that was unsettling and somehow unkillable.
The two had fought over fifty times,
with the Marquis having killed his opponent at least thirty times. But this so-called ’death’ seemed ineffective; it even felt as if the one who called himself ’Yi Chen’ grew more excited with each death, his speed ever increasing.
While the Marquis was engaging Yi Chen,
William, having exited earlier, sat in the [Memory Hall - Library], reading some books that helped him relax. He seemed completely unconcerned with what was happening outside, quietly waiting for the right moment.
Or rather, the real decisive phase had not yet arrived, and even if ’Yi Chen’ took over the body and actively confronted him, it was unlikely to defeat the silver circle patient from ancient times.
William’s only hope was that the Yi Chen outside could hold on a bit longer, possibly causing some trouble for Glatoni.
Yi Chen clung to the Marquis like a cockroach, not giving the opponent a moment’s respite, nor himself.
The afterimages left by Yi Chen’s movement were scattered in different areas, all assuming a posture with a gun.
Seven bullets came from different directions,
and having tasted this kind of black bullet before, the Marquis knew they were unpleasant... Even swallowing them would leave a strong sensation of a foreign object, so he chose to deflect the bullets with his palms instead.
When it came to the last bullet, Marquis Glatoni opted to catch it firmly between his teeth and quickly spat it out.
"You’ve used this tactic before, still planning on catching me off guard while I block the bullets to close in?"
Since Glatoni bit the last bullet ahead of time, Yi Chen was still about two meters away... Given the Marquis’s physique, which was more than twice the size of William’s, and his devouring ability, his ’attack range’ was naturally much greater than Yi Chen’s.
He immediately threw a direct punch intending to kill his opponent once again.
In the Marquis’s view, everything had a limit, and if he killed his opponent enough times, they would inevitably die.
Yi Chen, facing the oncoming fist, remained completely unfazed. His highly concentrated spirit seemed to have figured out a breakthrough strategy.
He swung the Hand Axe with all his might.
However, the direction of the swing was a bit odd,
not aimed at the Marquis’s fist,
Swish! The axe blade swung up in a diagonal angle, beheading Yi Chen himself, while also using the momentum to flick his head forward,
the next moment the punch arrived, and Yi Chen’s headless body was smashed to bits.
The head that had been beheaded in advance was now flying above the Marquis’s head.
A black ring symbolizing death emerged around the head,
Swish! A spine smeared with black liquid suddenly grew from the neck of Yi Chen’s head, centering the spine, his body was reconstructed in an instant.
Even before completely taking shape, Yi Chen straddled his white bone legs apart and rode directly on the back of Marquis Glatoni’s neck!
The Marquis immediately grew mouths on the back of his head and neck, intending to devour Yi Chen; regardless of the discomfort of chewing dead flesh, he couldn’t worry about that any longer.
Yi Chen no longer used firearms, but instead, slapped his left hand onto the top of Glatoni’s head that he was clutching,
grabbed the hair, and yanked backward.
A surge of pure Malice passed through his left hand, reaching directly into Glatoni’s brain, carrying with it a self-explanation by Yi Chen.
"Ah, such a familiar feeling! I have beheaded many with such a method, killed so many humans... even I do not know when I grew so fond of killing others.
How strange... I possess the same features as humans,
Flesh, blood, skin, and hair
One day, while reflecting on myself, I discovered that I did not possess any clear, discernible emotions except for disgust. I realized something terrible was wildly growing inside me.
I’m truly sorry, I just can’t suppress the thought of wanting to kill you, Marquis Glatoni."
This extreme Malice infiltrated him to the point that the marquis was momentarily stunned, even feeling as if he was a death row inmate being brought to the Beheading Platform.
Obviously, such distraction was deadly.
The Black Hand Axe severed the marquis’ head, and then William, holding onto the hair, hoisted it high into the air, allowing the blood spilling from the neck to stain himself red as if flaunting something.
The scene was so sudden that even William, who had no hope and was only intending to kill time, abruptly stood up from his desk,
"This Yi Chen... his battle talent is so high!?"
Yi Chen hadn’t boasted for long when, swish! he was swallowed whole, with only the left hand that was holding the head remaining intact.
The night sky over Zion was covered with a layer of dark red, as if on such a night, something was about to truly awaken.
A massive amount of Essence Blood suddenly gushed from Marquis Glatoni’s severed neck, which dispersed all the darkness around the wound,
The Blood, still congealing between the neck, formed the structure of a bloodied hand, firmly grasping the head that hadn’t yet landed and reattaching it to the body.
With a spit, a lump of Black Rot was expelled tens of meters away.
Yi Chen climbed out from the shallow Black Well in the same way... but this time, he did not rush forward recklessly. Instead, he watched with some trepidation at the marquis who was undergoing a transformation.
Marquis Glatoni’s mouths all over his body spoke in unison, each word accompanied by visibly trembling shockwaves.
"How devoted you must be to slaughter, to be able to Behead me... this ’Concentration’! I acknowledge you! I didn’t expect that dealing with a young Patient who had just glimpsed the threshold would force me to use my full power.
Indeed, the wandering and incognito life thousands of years ago have dulled my abilities.
After this is over, I must go into seclusion."
A loud and high-pitched chorus sounded, and a frame, larger than William’s and with a more ancient and tarnished Silver Circle, appeared above the marquis’ head.
The end of the piece was carved as a gaping mouth, neatly lined with decorative teeth, and about a quarter of the Blood within the frame was missing.
Not only that, but the blood-stained sky also converged above the marquis’ head and eventually, the ruddy blood cascaded down like a waterfall, washing over his body.
When the waterfall ceased and the sky returned to its original state,
Marquis Glatoni’s bare upper body was covered with blood-colored lines that resembled circuit boards, as if carefully engraved bloodstains with special significance.
And all the organs from the marquis’ face receded, leaving only the mouth.
This mouth gently bit down and, with the clashing of teeth... crack!
Yi Chen, standing a hundred meters away, instantly felt his ears ring, and by the time he came to, he had already been crushed.
Old World - Mysterious Skin Factory
The Nobles had transformed a high platform on the outer perimeter of the factory area into a manor fitting their style,
At the moment, many nobles were tasting Fine Wine, indulging in their Hobbies, or engaging in pure debauchery within the manor,
The most eminent among those present were momentarily taken aback.
One of them, a delicate blond man, while whipping a servant with a barbed leather whip, split into a sinister smile and said, "Glatoni actually initiated the Blood Armor? What’s happening over there... I’m so bored, let’s go have a look, perhaps I can owe that glutton a favor."