Now. Lets talk about our little ga What Uzel has below its palm is the suite I stayed in last night. There are three won inside who were entertaining . However, those harlots are nothing compared to you. And since youre now here, their existence no longer matters. Having said that, the tri-colored hoodlum lowered the giant skeletons hand, as if he actually wanted to smash the building.
Wait! I shouted reflexively out of panic. The mont I did so, the giants palm halted in mid-air, pausing a few feet away from the roof of the building in a pose like it was ready to deal the final blow at any mont.
Crap hes doing this on purpose. Hes just waiting for to call out he knows they are my weakness.
Why? Do you have sothing to say to ? The tri-colored hoodlum lifted his head to look at , revealing a sickeningly wide grin on his face. Dont worry, that was just a demonstration. But if you do not want to play the ga, maybe it wont just be a simple demonstration anymore. I wonder how many will die if I smash the building now.
Wait. You want to play a ga right? Alright, how do we play? At this point, there wasnt really much less I could say to this scumbag. I knew he was more than capable of following through with what he said, so I dared not move a single muscle more.
Simple, really. You take off one piece of clothing, Ill smash one less room.
Huh? My clothes? Are you kidding ?
Was I not clear enough? Fine. The tri-colored hoodlum looked at my confused expression and smiled even wider. For every piece of clothing you take off and throw at , I will let the survivors of a single room go. You have ten seconds to consider, if I dont see any clothes being taken off after ten seconds, SMASH!
Theres so many rooms in the inn, how am I supposed to know which room even has survivors, and which do not? I dont think I even have enough articles of clothing for every single room Hold on why am I even following his orders to strip?
How dare that scumbag try and humiliate like that?! Im going to kill him!
Hah. Grinding your teeth isnt going to do anything. So are you saving them, or not? If you dont want to, I will just flatten them now. I take no responsibility for their deaths at that point. Because you were the one that judged them unworthy of even stripping.
Looking at that smug expression on his face, I only wanted to beat him up and grind him into a pulp more!
One Two Three The tri-colored hoodlum nonchalantly started counting down, seemingly ready to kill those survivors at a monts notice. However, stripping was never going to happen. But the survivors also had to be saved
In that case, its ti to go all in. Theres one more trump card I havent shown him yet, so theres still hope
Shadow Demon!
I activated the skill which I had gained after becoming a Fallen Angel. It was a terrifying skill which summoned a shadowy elental being able to operate independently even after leaving my side.
Even though this was the first ti I was activating this skill, I had this strange feeling that this skill was powerful; it was more than capable of killing that hoodlum in one strike.
Eight Nine Ten Since you wont strip, then I guess I will have to bear with the thought of having to smash up those rooms. Even though they were truly enjoyable last night, its their fault for not being as beautiful as you are. Lets hope their deaths wont affect you too much. Dont re
That last regret would never leave his lips, because the second he started speaking it, my shadow miraculously appeared behind him, bearing that sa winged silhouette I had. Its arm transford into a sickle shape imdiately, then silently stabbed right through the back of his head
Uzels arm was already raised up high but was now stuck there frozen awkwardly. Without that dead mans command, that palm would never co crashing down. Even so, I did not feel secure enough. Cut off his head! I gave the command -no matter how much of a cockroach he was, there was no surviving a decapitation.
Shadow Demon obediently swung its sickle as I had commanded, easily slicing through the hoodlums aty neck in an instant. Even as his head rolled off his shoulders, his eyes stared blankly ahead, completely unaware of what it was that killed him. Finally, it landed on the ground with a thud, rolling ominously for a few more ters, as if it hadnt co to terms with its untily demise yet
Next ti, try not to act so overconfident in front of , idiot. But I guess there wont be a next ti. I spat in the direction of his corpse. Shadow Demon, return to .
Shadow Demons existence was a constant drain on my SP. In my current state, I could at most maintain it for ten seconds, after which my SP pool would be emptied.
At the sa ti as I recalled Shadow Demon, I gulped down a small bottle of SP Recovery Potion. It was an expensive skill, to be sure, but it was well worth its cost. It wouldnt be an exaggeration to say that the flexibility and unpredictability it brought to my arsenal was more than enough to turn into an expert assassin. If only my SP could support it for longer periods
With the threat neutralised, I casually flew up to the giants cave of an eye socket to have a look. To astonishnt, there was no Soul Fla inside. That could only an one thing
Its not an undead? And why hasnt it fallen apart even after that hoodlums death? Strange theres just so many unanswered questions today but at least those survivors are safe.
Now that the hoodlum was confird dead, I flew back onto the ground, my mind only focused on the won he claid were inside that suite. They were the only survivors he ntioned, and it only made sense to start from them. Yet the mont I stepped into the room, I realised how naive I had been
I should have realised from the start how strange the whole atmosphere of the inn was from the mont I stepped in.
In a room filled with the sll of death, I found three pristine female corpses lying on a huge bed
So it wouldnt have made a difference if that giant had smashed the room or not
Im sorry for not being able to rescue you three But dont worry, Ive already taken revenge for you, so rest in peace With regret in my heart, I solemnly backed out of the room and closed it.
It was half an hour later that we finished saving the over hundred survivors in the inn. The girls and I had them gathered in one of the garden-esque public springs while Lixiang was in charge of reporting the mission details to Aunty Xinqing. Even if Lixiang wasnt particularly comfortable talking to her, basic communication was still possible.
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