Yi Chen was very clear about the aning of the principal’s words.
The "standard" that Insomniac Galon was currently displaying had completely transcended the selection event "Skin Promotion," and was even much stronger than the performance of past First Gentlen at the ti of their election.
When Galon perford Restriction Release, the promotion had already turned into a one-man show,
and with Mandy’s life hanging in the balance, Yi Chen alone had no chance of confronting Galon head on.
However,
the words conveyed by the principal rely slipped through Yi Chen’s mind, and he did not choose to concede.
The dark figure of Yi Chen, emitting wisps of black mist, had reshaped his legs with the Black Liquid and now stood straight, gazing at Galon hovering in the air. His brain, slightly smoking from intense thinking, had made the final decision.
"It’s impossible to crush this guy from the outside... My opponent is not just Galon, but an unknown world filled with chaotic creatures. Alone, I can’t possibly win.
But there’s one last thod, the only thod.
Since Galon’s current state and the abilities he’s using co from another world, then I’ll sever his connection with that world.
As long as the channel is made of skin, using the ’Skin Sack Bible’ I can surely complete the sealing."
Even with Mandy’s arm scattered beside him, Yi Chen had not a shred of doubt or fear,
and was determined to seize even the slimst chance of victory.
It was precisely because of this character trait that Yi Chen had managed to escape from the Orphanage and make it to where he was today. Even a chance as epheral as a flickering candle, he would hold onto as firmly as possible.
"Principal... I’ll try one last ti. If it doesn’t work, I’ll give up the promotion," he said.
"Good," ca the reply.
Principal Daislin changed the position of her crossed legs,
her eyes filled with stars, watching the match intently. The mont there was a possibility of William dying or sustaining irreversible severe injuries, she would decisively intervene and forcibly end the promotion.
Giggle giggle giggle~
The sunflower seeds on the face of Insomniac Galon rearranged back to their original pattern. He didn’t strike directly at Yi Chen below,
seemingly sustaining so damage from the ’Slaughter Arm,’
or perhaps because using spatial devoration on his face drained a large amount of spiritual power and he needed to rest for a bit.
Or maybe Galon was just adhering to gentlemanly etiquette, silently waiting for Yi Chen to recover and make a decision to continue fighting or to withdraw.
Whoosh~
Yi Chen took a deep breath and inserted the last dose of flesh redy into his neck.
The surging energy filled his depleted reserves and even reset the usage ti for "Dead Man Makeup." This action clearly indicated Yi Chen’s choice to carry on,
and even caused Jin in the observation platform to clench his fists, his voice under the mask revealing a rare tenderness:
"We had a deal... to go to the Cancer Palace together.
If you really die, I’ll have to taste your corpse with tears, assimilate them into my body for cancerous fertility. Day by day, I’ll cultivate the most suitable weapons to accompany
forever.
In such a case, at least I’d be a little less bored in this world."
At that mont,
Yi Chen slowly raised his gaze until he looked up at a 90° angle.
He looked towards the intersection of the arches atop the church, and with the help of Little Grape, his vision continued to look upwards, through the rock layers and the Divine Skin Mansion, past the mist and clouds.
A moon ca into view,
and in an instant,
Yi Chen’s hair turned silver at a visible speed, and even a ray of moonlight penetrated the layers of obstacles, shining on him like a spotlight.
No longer bent on slaughter, he combined the two axes into one and disassembled the head of the axe.
He hung the beautiful spine at his waist, seemingly choosing not to use it in the upcoming showdown.
His state transitioned from scorching, bloodthirsty, and ultimate death to one of calm, mystery, and elusiveness.
Up in the stands, Professor Qian Bosen, who had once co into contact with Moon Scar, recognized it imdiately, "This is... Moon Transformation Disease? Indeed, you’ve kept in touch since that incident, even exchanging on the level of illness."
Yi Chen, now with fully silvered hair, pulled out the injector from his neck,
and grabbed his scarf,
yanking it hard.
Whoosh~ As the ashen scarf was torn from his face, it scattered four independent eyeballs and a main eyeball representing the "little grape".
The main eye was the "Sun
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