76: Him?

A strange expression, mixed with pleading and greed, appeared on the Weather-beaten Man’s face, and a dark mist emanated from the dagger in his palm.

“How do you want me to help you?”

Shi Yan’s expression remained unchanged.

“After a player is killed, an invitation card to Slaughter Paradise will be generated.”

“So… please die.”

“I will live well in your place!”

The Weather-beaten Man’s voice grew deeper, his expression gradually becoming twisted, and when he spoke the last sentence, he lunged at Shi Yan.

The black dagger in his hand was aimed at Shi Yan’s heart.

Pfft!

A six-meter-long arm appeared as if by teleportation in the center of the Weather-beaten Man’s abdomen, and a massive force exploded from the point of contact, instantly spreading throughout his body, accompanied by a dull explosion, and the Weather-beaten Man exploded into a mist of blood.

A violent gale followed, blowing past the Weather-beaten Man, carrying scarlet flesh and pale bone fragments into the dark mist outside the door.

The black mist, composed of who knew what, was directly hit by the violent gale but showed no change whatsoever.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

Where the flesh flew, a ripple could be seen beneath that black mist, and a dense sucking sound emanated from that spot.

He did not use the Bloodthirsty Long Blade to absorb blood, because from the three cuts he made earlier, he had already realized that the Bloodthirsty Long Blade could not absorb their blood.

Perhaps it was because they had undergone some kind of transformation and were no longer considered normal living beings.

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes, sensing that something was amiss.

The Weather-beaten Man knew his strength was strange, yet he still dared to attack him. Had he lost his mind?

He didn’t think so. It was clear that the Weather-beaten Man was afraid of something, something that made him even more terrified than Shi Yan, which was why he took the risk to deal with Shi Yan.

That thing made him so terrified that only by becoming a player and returning to Slaughter Paradise could he feel at ease.

‘Is it Him?’

A conjecture suddenly flashed through Shi Yan’s mind.

Shi Yan did not retract his right arm, which was still in Blood Tattooed Transformation. After this incident, he could clearly feel that the sticky gazes constantly rooted on him had significantly decreased.

Shi Yan glanced at the dungeon countdown.

Ten… nine…

He raised his right hand, and his index finger, sharp as a knife, quickly sliced at the upper left corner of the Management Office, cutting off the cyan eyeball. A cyan crystal and the cyan eyeball simultaneously entered his palm.

Feeling warm currents flowing into his body through his palm, Shi Yan was not in a hurry to examine the new ability the cyan crystal brought him.

A strange and inexplicable aura came from his side.

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the Delicate Man lying on the ground.

The Delicate Man stood up from the ground in a bizarre, gravity-defying posture, his head hanging limply.

His left and right elbows were raised high, and his legs were bent weakly forward, as if invisible, transparent threads extended from the void above his head, connecting to various parts of his body, controlling him.

Like a marionette.

Crack.

The Delicate Man’s head quickly lifted, and due to the excessive speed, a sound of bones colliding came from his neck.

He silently stared at Shi Yan, his eyes seemingly deep pools, with distorted souls full of terror intertwining and swirling within them.

The Delicate Man’s mouth slowly widened, accompanied by sounds of flesh tearing. The corners of his mouth were torn with cracks but did not stop until they reached his ears, only stopping when they reached their limit.

“What… is your most important thing?”

A series of strange humming sounds came from his throat. Although Shi Yan had never heard such sounds before, he could strangely understand their meaning.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Shi Yan didn’t even speak, turning to run, but then found that he was completely unable to move, and all his skills were unusable.

‘Damn it!’

Shi Yan couldn’t help but curse inwardly. He was just killing a level 30-something minion, why did such a bizarre thing pop out?

The Delicate Man slowly raised his palm, and his right index finger gently pointed at Shi Yan. The front half of his finger’s skin, nail, and bone slowly melted into drops of blood-colored viscous liquid.

Dripping… flowing… spreading…

A blood pit with continuously rolling blood-colored bubbles slowly emerged.

The surrounding space gradually solidified, and a gray-white color spread outwards from the blood pit. In an instant, all areas in Shi Yan’s vision seemed to fade and age, turning gray-white, except for that vivid red blood pit.

A translucent blood-colored thin line grew out of the blood pit, extending towards the center of Shi Yan’s head.

An unprecedented sense of danger transmitted along the bloodline to all parts of Shi Yan’s body.

He absolutely couldn't be touched by the bloodline, otherwise…

Shi Yan’s pupils contracted, but his whole body felt as if pressed down by tons of boulders, unable to move a single inch, skills unusable, and even his thoughts gradually stiffened.

“Dungeon End Countdown: 3… 2…”

The bloodline’s speed seemed slow but was actually fast; it appeared almost instantly at the center of Shi Yan’s forehead. The very tip of the bloodline gently pierced through Shi Yan’s skin and bone, just as it was about to penetrate his brain.

“Dungeon End Countdown: 1…”

The bloodline suddenly accelerated again, and in the last second of the dungeon countdown, it gently pierced into Shi Yan’s brain.

Shi Yan’s vision went black, and all five senses except touch instantly disappeared. His previously stiff and sluggish thoughts melted like butter in a flame.

In at most one second, he would lose everything.

Fortunately, he had already appeared in the settlement space of Slaughter Paradise.

Shi Yan felt his previously immobile body regain its ability to move.

“Ah ah ah ah!”

With the few remaining bits of consciousness, he used all his strength to fiercely slice at his own head with his right hand, which had not yet exited Blood Tattooed Transformation.

Swish!

Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, a blood-colored slit appeared on the skin above Shi Yan’s eyes, and drops of blood seeped out from the slit.

His vision instantly brightened, all four lost senses returned, and his stiff and sluggish thoughts gradually recovered.

Shi Yan ignored the intense pain coming from his head and the tearing sensation from the depths of his soul, and immediately used his Blood Tattooed Transformation right hand to punch his upper half of his head into a corner.

“Hoo… hoo… hoo…”

Shi Yan stared at that half of the head, breathing heavily.

“Almost…”

“Almost really…”

A grotesque and twisted expression appeared on Shi Yan’s face, his whole body’s blood rapidly surged like thunder, and blood pillars like fountains gushed out from the severed part of his head.

Soon, Shi Yan’s grotesque expression gradually turned cold, but his eyes still held a chilling, murderous intent.

If it weren’t for his skill [Gray-White Body] and his abnormal ability to cut and split everything, plus the fact that he just happened to return to the settlement space, he would have truly died this time.

Although he was badly beaten this time, it wasn't without gains. On the contrary, the gains might unexpectedly be great.

A strange look flashed in Shi Yan’s murderous eyes.

A system prompt suddenly popped up.

“Would you like to proceed with treatment?”

“The total cost for this transplantation is 30000 slaughter points.”