Chapter 88: Nightmare and Asura
He was bare-chested, revealing muscles as hard as refined steel, his body covered with all kinds of ferocious scars.
Gang Tianng’s hair stood straight up like steel needles, his gaze vicious, a toothpick clenched at the corner of his mouth.
Gang Tianng was the uncrowned king of the underground black boxing world, a man who lived for the pursuit of ultimate violence.
But now he had an even more important identity——a “Ga of Gods” player 【Asura】
“Roar?”
The monster seed puzzled by this “food” that did not flee but instead approached of its own accord.
It let out a low growl, several arms lashing out like whips, carrying whistling gusts of wind as they struck toward Gang Tianng.
Gang Tianng did not dodge.
He did not even take his hands out of his pants pockets.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Heavy impacts rang out.
The monster’s attacks struck his body solidly.
Several blood gashes deep enough to expose bone instantly appeared on his chest and arms, blood pouring out.
“Mr. Gang!”
The ran shop owner hid behind the counter, and upon seeing this scene, closed his eyes in despair.
It was over.
Even Gang Tianng, the toughest fighter in this area, had been instantly killed.
However.
“Heh heh… heh heh heh heh…”
A low, muffled laugh ca from the throat of that blood-soaked man.
Gang Tianng raised his head.
There was no pain on his face; instead, it was filled with morbid excitent and frenzy.
“Interesting.”
He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood that had flowed to the corner of his mouth.
“This force is way more satisfying than those boxers who only know flashy but useless moves.”
Buzz——
As the blood flowed, a stream of dark-red energy began to circulate over the surface of his body.
【Pain Conversion】!
This was the core ability of 【Asura】.
The heavier the damage he suffered, the stronger his power, speed, and defense beca!
Pain was not the end.
Pain was fuel!
“Again!”
Gang Tianng suddenly pulled his hands out of his pants pockets and assud an ancient fighting stance.
His skin began to flush an abnormal red, veins bulging like earthworms, his body temperature skyrocketing, even causing the surrounding rainwater to evaporate into white mist.
“Roar!!!”
The monster was enraged.
It took heavy steps and charged toward Gang Tianng.
Countless arms smashed down like a violent storm, each strike enough to shatter rock.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gang Tianng neither dodged nor evaded, using his flesh and blood to endure every attack from the monster.
His bones were breaking, his muscles were tearing, his internal organs were being shaken.
Yet the red light in his eyes grew more intense, and the aura around him beca increasingly terrifying.
“Not enough! Still not enough!”
Gang Tianng laughed wildly as he smashed a punch into one of the monster’s arms.
Puff!
That thick arm was actually blown apart by a single punch, turning into a rain of blood that filled the sky.
“Exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!”
At this mont, Gang Tianng had completely turned into a man of blood.
His skin had changed from flushed red to dark crimson, as if he were a Shura demon that had just crawled out of a pool of blood in hell.
“That’s about enough.”
Gang Tianng felt the terrifying power inside his body that was almost bursting his blood vessels.
He looked at the monster before him, several tis his own size, a trace of brutality flashing through his eyes.
“It’s ti to end this farce.”
Boom!
The ground beneath Gang Tianng’s feet instantly collapsed, exploding into a massive crater several ters in diater.
His entire body shot forward like a red cannonball, instantly arriving in front of the monster.
The monster sensed the danger; countless arms closed in, trying to trap him.
“Get lost!”
With an angry roar, Gang Tianng thrust both arms outward.
Rip—!
Those arms that tried to entangle him were torn apart like rags, ripped off by sheer force.
He leaped high, jumping to the monster’s “chest” area——where that huge mouth that devoured living people was located.
“Eat ?”
Gang Tianng sneered savagely, his hands grabbing the upper and lower jaws of that massive mouth.
“Let’s see who eats who!”
“For … open up!!!”
All the muscles in his body bulged to their extre; veins throbbed violently beneath his dark-red skin, producing bone-grating cracking sounds.
The monster let out a terrified scream.
It frantically waved its remaining arms, trying to tear this madman off its body.
But Gang Tianng was like a nail, firmly nailed in place.
Crack! Crack!
The monster’s mouth was forced open bit by bit.
Black blood poured down over Gang Tianng like a waterfall, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
“Die!!!”
Along with the final earth-shaking roar.
Rip——!
That nightmare monster, towering two stories high, was actually torn apart from the middle by Gang Tianng with his bare hands…
Split in two!
The two massive halves of the corpse collapsed with a thunderous crash, smashing the houses on both sides and kicking up clouds of dust.
Black blood rained down in torrents.
Gang Tianng stood atop the pile of corpses, still gripping a chunk of the monster’s remains in his hand.
His entire body was bathed in blood, his chest heaving violently, visible high-temperature steam radiating from him.
A deathly silence surrounded them.
The residents hiding in the shadows stared blankly through the cracks at that demonic figure, forgetting even how to breathe.
This was… Asura.
……
“Cough cough…”
Gang Tianng tossed aside the remains in his hand, his body swaying before he plopped down onto the monster’s corpse.
As the battle ended, the effects of 【Pain Conversion】 began to fade, and intense pain surged in like a tidal wave.
Yet he grinned, smiling like a child.
“Refreshing.”
He fished out a pack of cigarettes that had already been crushed flat from his tattered pants pocket, his trembling hand pulling one out and sticking it in his mouth.
But the lighter was already broken.
“Got a light?”
He shouted to the empty street.
No one responded.
Gang Tianng did not care. He looked at the red and blue flashing lights of police cars approaching in the distance and spat out the cigarette in his mouth.
“Tch, the police always show up last.”
He struggled to his feet, dragging his battered body as he limped into a nearby alley.
He soon disappeared from the police’s line of sight.
……
The next day, inside a narrow apartnt above the street.
“Mm…?”
Sano Manatsu groggily opened her eyes and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.
“Why is it so noisy…”
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked to the window, and pulled open the curtains.
Down below.
Police cars, ambulances, and fire trucks packed the street.
The road surface was covered in black sludge and the wreckage of destroyed buildings, as if a war had just taken place.
“Wow… was there a gas explosion?”
Sano Manatsu yawned, completely unaware that all of this had been caused while she was asleep.
“Forget it, the deadline’s coming up.”
She drew the curtains shut and sat back down in front of her drawing tablet.
On the screen, the draft of that “Limb Centipede” looked especially grotesque.
“Hm… this design feels kind of familiar…”
Sano Manatsu scratched her head. “Forget it, make it scarier— the editor should like it, right?”
She picked up her pen and continued adding details to the image of the monster that had just been torn apart in reality.
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