"Uh..." Lying on the cold floor, the old man breathed slowly.
Bright red blood mixed with saliva slid from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the ground.
He tried hard to stand up, but Xu Zhe's punch seemed to shatter all the bones in his body. The old man only tried twice and gave up.
From a distance, he looked so desolate and yet so innocent.
Unfortunately, there was not a trace of mercy or suspicion in Xu Zhe's eyes.
"You... why did you hit me?" The old man asked in a trembling voice, his eyes full of confusion, but he did not blame the person who hurt him, and he seemed so kind.
"Reason? You should have understood when you started the game that when I find you, your only fate would be death..." He walked calmly into the hall, and the clear and cold footsteps echoed in the ten-meter-high room.
"I don't understand what you are saying at all!" The old man felt confused and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Xu Zhe..." Wu Qian was also a little hesitant and began to wonder whether Xu Zhe had really recognized the wrong person.
"Don't come over here, stand guard at the door, and don't let anyone else get close..." Xu Zhe was not worried at all, even though he couldn't sense any demonic energy coming from the old man in front of him. "Do you want to continue like this until I beat you to death?"
"Comrade, you are breaking the law now, do you know that? Anyone who kills someone will be shot!" The old man crawled backwards trembling, fear emanating from every detail of his body.
"It seems that you really want to stick to the end..." After walking to the middle of the hall, Xu Zhe finally stopped approaching, but at the same time he put down the backpack on his back and took out the large dark peach wood sword naturally.
"Taishang Laojun, obey the order immediately..." With his forehead lowered, no one could see Xu Zhe's eyes. Only the corners of his cold mouth whispered the same spell.
A dazzling golden light flashed across the empty hall...
"Are you... a monster?" The old man muttered to himself in confusion as he looked at the strange scene in front of him.
"Die!" The body seemed to disappear into the air. Xu Zhe leaned forward and took three steps to reach the old man. The rotating heavy sword fell from the air.
"Boom!" The ground was shaking slightly due to Xu Zhe's sword, and cracks appeared on the marble floor that touched the sword.
But the most terrifying thing was not this, but the fact that the old man, who was supposed to be dying, had already jumped into the air. His agility could even put gymnasts to shame. After just a few 360-degree turns, he landed on the ground 10 meters away.
"Are you kidding me..." This time it was Haozi and Wu Qian who were at a loss.
"You really are a guy who is impervious to fire and water, and you still attack with all your strength without hesitation when I look at you so aggrieved and desolate? If an ordinary old man is not split in half, he will be scared to death by you..." Wiping the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with a smile, the old man who was hunched just now now stands straighter than a pine tree, and his voice has changed from old to young. "Actually, I have a question for you. My disguise is flawless and there is no demonic aura. How did you discover me?"
"Too easy..." Xu Zhe swung the sword in his hand easily, and all the stone chips attached to it fell off. There was only contempt in his eyes, "Since you are such an arrogant guy, of course you have to enjoy my angry look when I am being fooled, otherwise the game will lose its most essential meaning..."
"Just based on this?" The old man laughed dryly twice, this time he really had nothing to say.
"Do you need anything else?" Xu Zhe's question was like a slap in the face to the other person.
“Hahahahahahaha…” The unbridled laughter echoed in the hall. The old man held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn’t stand straight.
The skin on his body slowly slid off like clothes, and he took a half step back easily, and the player's true appearance was finally revealed.
With a black school uniform and a pretty face, it is impossible to associate him with a monster that takes human lives as a game.
"You are so interesting... No wonder Yaqi likes you so much..." The young man praised intermittently, but he couldn't stop laughing. "You actually wield a sword to kill people just based on an inexplicable idea? Are you a human or a monster?"
"Sure enough, it's related to that guy Yaqi." He naturally took out his cell phone and dialed the annoying number.
"Xu Zhe? Have you finally figured it out and decided to work with me?" Yaqi was still as happy when he saw Xu Zhe's call.
"Fuck you, you're causing trouble for me again." After cursing, he felt a little better, hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.
Exerting force on his feet, holding the sword with both hands, and leaning forward, Xu Zhe was as fast as a black light, rushing straight towards the monster without any demonic aura.
Stopping in front of the monster, the powerful impact turned into a rotation of the body. The dragging sword brought up airflow and accelerated to cut towards the player's snow-white neck.
"when!"
Unfortunately... Xu Zhe's smooth movement was not completed. He had just swung the sword halfway when the player simply raised his index finger and blocked it. What was even more terrifying was that the peach wood heavy sword, which was originally a sharp weapon for slaying demons and touching monsters, now had no ability to even hurt his skin.
"How is this possible?" Wu Qian couldn't believe her eyes.
"Boy, although I have begun to admire you, you seem to have misunderstood a concept..." The player's smile finally subsided, and the corners of his mouth solidified into a trembling evil upturn, "I am different from those garbage monsters you used to deal with, because I am correctly called a 'ghost'..."
"Ghost..." The first one to react was Haozi, his body trembling slightly, "One of the most famous and terrifying monsters in Japan... It is said to be the jailer of hell, and it is between monsters and gods..."
"Zi, be careful with your wording..." The player reminded the rat who was "solved" not far away, "I am the 'God'."
The sword slowly fell back to the ground from mid-air. With his head lowered, Xu Zhe took three steps back, keeping a distance of three meters.
"You seem to understand?" The player nodded and put down his hands with satisfaction.
"What if I'm a god?" The clear words echoed in the dead silence of the hall, and the temperature seemed to drop to a freezing point. Xu Zhe raised his cold face, his arrogant expression never changed, "If you mess with me for no reason... I'll kill you even if you're a god!"