Chapter 1218: A Pathetic Death by Coughing
Translator: Sean88888 Editor: Elkassar1
As soon as Sheyan rushed into the area, overlapping layers of terrifying illusions imdiately assaulted him. This was the ability of the opponent, sowhat similar to that of Franklin, the deceased illusionist. The illusion could not be broken with simply a firm mind, so one could only get hit.
However, Sheyan had a different idea, because the enemy contained a lot of his viruses and his Perceptive Sense was also far above the enemy’s! He could rely on the information transmitted to his senses to locate the enemy in the shortest ti possible!
To explain it in a more visual term, this terrible illusion was like a labyrinth. Sheyan could sense the enemy’s position at the other side of the labyrinth, so he could take shortcuts and move in a straight line towards the enemy. However, the enemy had surely set a lot of traps on this path.
As soon as Sheyan ca into contact with the first trap, he imdiately saw his HP drop sharply. That was within expectations. Chatichai had been making preparations here for a long ti. If Sheyan could still get to him so easily, Chatichai wouldn’t be fit to be an Awakener.
But since Sheyan still dared to dash towards Chatichai, of course he had sothing up his sleeve. It must be noted that Sheyan’s current HP was all recovered by ‘Death’s Lant’. He had used ‘Gloryheal’ to heal himself once, then used ‘Death’s Lant’ to survive the Yamato cannon. The honorary dosage was still on cooldown. Wasn’t this the perfect ti to use that thing?
After a flash of light, Sheyan’s wounds miraculously healed and scabbed. He gritted his teeth and sprinted forty ters forward, then used the ‘Mind Transmission’ ability of his dark gold ring. The enemy was now within range of ‘Hornrage’.
Sheyan charged forward like a crazy bison, easily shattering the plaza pavent as he trampled forward!
Sheyan was now covered in blood from head to toe. Who knew how many traps he had triggered as he charged forward like a tank. But thanks to his sudden outburst in speed, at least half the power of the traps he triggered did not fall on his body.
Sheyan slamd into Chatichai’s chest, stunning him. All of the illusions suddenly went away!
But by forcing his way through, Sheyan was now covered in wounds. If he were a normal person, he would’ve died a hundred tis over.
Chatichai could never have imagined that the illusion he personally laid down could be forcefully broken like this. His estimation of Sheyan was imdiately upgraded to the level of ancient dragons and prehistoric beasts.
But Chatichai had an extrely fierce personality. With a roar, he pulled out an iron hook shaped like an animal’s claws and swiped it down at Sheyan. Sheyan was ready to go after the twin brothers; he refused to waste his ti here. He punched Chatichai’s face hard, almost flattening Chatichai’s face from 3D to 2D. Chatichai flew back while spraying blood.
But at the sa ti, Chatichai’s horrifying iron claws also struck Sheyan’s shoulder heavily, the sharp black barbs on the claws rcilessly tearing large pieces of flesh away! Flesh and blood sprayed in a frenzy.
Both of them fell down to the ground rolling. They roared and growled like wild beasts. Chatichai even tried to bite at Sheyan! But after all, he specialised in Intelligence. How could he possibly compete with Sheyan, a dual-specialty contestant in Strength and Physique, in close combat? In the end, all that ca from him were cries of pain and the sounds of his bones breaking.
A punch sent Chatichai flying into a flower bed nearby, where he lay paralysed while bleeding profusely. Even his eyes had almost burst from being punched. Sheyan did not intend to spare him. He approached Chatichai in large strides and stomped on Chatichai’s neck! He even grinded his foot a few tis after that!
Chatichai held his neck while making unintelligible noises with his throat. The look of disbelief and pain in his eyes were particularly intense. While he convulsed on the ground, those eyes gradually grew dim. Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.
Chatichai, nicknad the King of Thai Black Magic.
Dead!
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Shali, Rogenvader, Lamb, Bosch, Pryzbilla, Chatichai and KD. All seven people could be regarded as influential Awakeners in their own Realm. Even if they were not leading figures, they were the core of their respective parties.
But they had all died in Sheyan’s hands!
He had punched them to death! None of them survived, and none of them managed to escape. This was not because Zi had followed behind Sheyan and triggered a lot of dinsional ripples, but for other reasons.
Sheyan was still dashing forward fiercely like a god-slayer. He had not have enough yet.
Sheyan would not be able to sleep well if the twin brothers who could perform the ‘Grudge’ curse were not dead. They had driven away in the OBV, but Sheyan knew that there was no one else in the vehicle. Both of them were suffering from the backlash of the curse being broken, and they were seriously ill thanks to Sheyan’s diseases. How far could they go under this condition? They would surely et with an accident once the driver got dizzy.
After running down half the street, Sheyan finally found the OBV. It had crashed into a KFC. The diners were still running away in panic. Sheyan walked up to it and found a man lying face down on the driver’s seat, blood flowing all over his face. Although Sheyan was boiling with anger, he remained cautious, wary of an ambush. He grabbed a stool and threw it at the driver. The result was the stool hitting the driver right on the head and knocking him out of the vehicle. He lay on the ground, twitching and bleeding....
Sheyan inspected the driver carefully. He saw large patches of purplish-black patterns on the driver’s skin along his blood vessels, like the long hair of a ghost. The patterns were especially abundant on the neck. He looked as if he was being strangled to death. However, Sheyan was still wary. He approached the guy slowly and kicked him away hard. They guy bumped into a wall and bled even more profusely. His head was hanging at a weird angle. While Sheyan was still thinking of his next move, a series of notifications transmitted over from his Nightmare Imprint.
[ You have killed an Awakener (number unknown). You received 6 achievent points. ]
[ You are participating in the battle as a party. Please distribute the achievent points among yourselves. ]
[ The limit of achievent points you can obtain through killing in this world is 30 points. If you exceed the limit, the extra achievent points will beco invalid and cannot be returned. Please distribute the achievent points carefully. ]
[ The killing reward is being randomly selected. The killing reward will be randomly selected from the equipnt owned by the contestant you killed, and will be randomly assigned to soone in your party. ]
[ Restoring and calculating the data of the killed contestant. The process may take so ti. Please wait patiently. ]
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[ You have killed an Awakener (number unknown). You received 6 achievent points. ]
[ You are participating in the battle as a party. Please distribute the achievent points among yourselves. ]
[ ........... ]
Sheyan was shocked to see the information on his retina. “Dead? Really?”
To be honest, Sheyan had expected the twins to make so final struggles. He thought they would counter attack with so combo strikes or sothing. That’s why, although he appeared to be in a hurry to kill them, he was actually prepared for a prolonged fight. If worse cos to worst, he would wait for the rest of his party to co here and help him.
What Sheyan did not know was that the ‘Grudge’ curse was a really vicious ability, as was evident from its na. In truth, it was not sothing that an Awakener-level contestant should practice. The twins obtained the chance to learn it by coincidence, and the price they had to pay to do so was shockingly high. The rewards promised by the mastermind this ti was too rich, so they decided to use this curse even though its level was still very low. As a result, the backlash after the curse was broken was also particularly severe! To make matters worse, they were also assaulted by Sheyan’s diseases!
Anyway, to kill the enemy easily was always a good thing. Sheyan much prefer this than to have them climb back up vigorously and fight 300 more rounds with him. He glanced at the notifications and sighed.
“Why did the Realm repeat the notifications? I got two sets of notification when I only killed one guy....Wait, sothing’s not right! Could it be?”
Sheyan imdiately checked the detailed battle log and found a clue there.
“Your ‘Severe Cough’ has caused a tearing effect on the target. The target is inflicted with the ‘Bleeding’ status....”
“The target is dead...”
By this ti, Sheyan finally realised that the Nightmare Realm had not repeated the notifications. When he killed one of the twin brothers, the other one, the one who was in a more serious condition, had died at the sa ti. He died a pathetic death from coughing.
He went around the vehicle and saw that the back door was open. He walked to the pantry area inside and heard the sound of dripping water. There, he saw a corpse lying on top of a sink, the tap still running.
It seed that the guy had tried to get so water to drink to stop the cough, but how tough was the A-virus? Before he could take a drink, he had already dropped dead! Looking at the blood and dark red tissue fragnts at the corner of his lips, as well as his wide open eyes, it was obvious how wronged he felt before his death!
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