"This is …"
Li Zhangxing turned his head with difficulty. Following the rumble of the shattering, he caught a glimpse of the burning knight on horseback and his sinister smile.
Amidst the sound of thunder, he froze in place. "What … is this thing?"
No one responded.
After the initial greeting, the white horse neighed. In this room that was too small for it, it unhappily raised its hooves and stomped down.
From the loud noise, thunder burst forth again, trampling the nearby Sublimator into mud.
Then, it galloped forward again!
The knight on horseback raised his weapon and slashed down with his sword from above, bestowing destruction.
It was clearly a deathly silence mixed with rumbles and screams, but at this moment, it was as if the triumphant song of death was being played. The knight on the white horse stepped forward and silently slashed down with his sword and saber. He brandished his heavy axe and pierced with a resplendent brilliance.
He moved forward unhindered.
Like tearing apart layers of thin paper, he easily tore apart one life after another.
There was no room for argument, no room for explanation, and no room for hesitation.
This place had indeed turned into a battlefield, so all that was left was to fight to the death.
Amidst the screams of his subordinates, Li Zhangxing shuddered. He finally caught a glimpse of the pair of scarlet eyes behind the burning jade fire, as well as the tyranny and darkness that filled them.
Like an abyss.
In the next moment, the white horse passed by him.
A mournful howl burst forth in the air, and cold light intersected and overlapped. Relying on the white horse's high-speed charge, the 'chord' that was difficult to support in the past was smoothly scattered out.
In the crisp sound of Jin Xiaofeng landing on the ground, the knight who had charged to the end of the hall slowly turned his white horse around.
The blood-stained white horse snorted and spat out two lines of blazing breath. Its iron hooves rubbed against the floor, bursting with sparks. Once again, it launched a charge!
Death!
Death swept over!
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As if sitting in a nightmare, Yuan Zhao woke up from his dream, gasping for breath in exhaustion.
Then, he found himself lying in the infirmary. The white light above his head, the IV bottle hanging on the shelf next to him, and the strange old man lying on the bed next to him.
His heart like dead ashes, the old man leaned on the raised bed and stared blankly ahead, motionless.
"You're awake?"
Eldest Cousin's bright smile appeared from the side. He lowered his head and looked at his stunned expression. He didn't care where he was and still had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
After taking two puffs, he pulled over a trash can and flicked it inside.
"Am I … leaving?"
It took a long time for Yuan Zhao to react.
"Ah, that's right." The eldest cousin nodded. "Because of the curse and the use of a forbidden technique, the damage to his Origin Substance was quite severe. After leaving the arena, he fainted. Thankfully, he'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"Oh …"
Yuan Zhao nodded as if he didn't fully understand. Soon after, he finally recalled what he had done. His eyes instantly became sluggish, and the expression he used to look at Eldest Cousin became somewhat uneasy.
"I'm sorry, I …"
"I saw everything."
Eldest Cousin nodded, but he wasn't angry. He was just calm.
He was like an eternal optimist. No one had ever seen him angry.
He always looked like a cheerful big brother. But for some reason, when he stopped smiling, Yuan Zhao always felt a little scared.
"Yuan Zhao, you shouldn't have gotten involved in Huai Shi's matters," he suddenly said.
"If you want everyone to treat you as an independent adult, you need to learn how adults do things. Adults need to pay attention to the pros and cons."
His words caused Yuan Zhao's heart to sink layer by layer.
"Doing this will only cause friction between the Yuan Clan and the Lin Clan. In addition, you won't gain any actual benefits. This isn't a choice that a mature person should make."
"I … …"
Yuan Zhao was silent for a long time. He gathered his courage and wanted to argue. But immediately afterwards, he saw a happy smile appear on Eldest Cousin's face. "However, if you're always a boring adult, you won't be able to make any friends, right?"
"Ah?" Yuan Zhao was stunned.
However, Eldest Cousin reached out and ruffled his hair. He roughly and directly praised, "In any case, as your older cousin, I still think that you handled this matter quite well. Handsome!"
"Is … … is that true?"
Yuan Zhao stared at him in a daze, not daring to believe it.
"Of course it's true. When you carried Huai Shi and broke out of the encirclement, you were really handsome!"
Eldest Cousin nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "Although what you did shouldn't be praised or approved, but … … you've grown up, Yuan Zhao."
He smiled with relief.
Yuan Zhao scratched his head in embarrassment. But then he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the ward, as well as the voices of nurses and doctors trying to stop him.
He was stunned for a moment. As if he thought of something, his expression suddenly became uneasy.
Eldest Cousin's smile turned into one of schadenfreude.
"In short, there's still five minutes before your biological sister rushes in to beat you up … … Before that, enjoy the revenge that your friend is offering for you."
He picked up the remote control in his hand and turned on the TV.
Finally, he patted the youth on the shoulder and turned to leave.
The door closed.
In the silence, Yuan Zhao raised his head in shock and looked at the scene that appeared on the screen.
Pure white tiles, a wisp of steam gradually rising.
Amidst the gentle music from the record player, a familiar and gentle voice sounded.
"… … After the soup has boiled for ten minutes, the scallions, ginger, and garlic that we cut in advance can be put into the pot."
A pair of dexterous hands held a bowl and gently put the ingredients into the pot. When he spoke, his voice was so gentle that it made one's throat feel greasy. It was as if every word was filled with ten pounds of sugar.
"Pay attention to the chili at the end. Then, cover the pot. As I relax, listen to a song and feel the fragrance slowly spread. Let the restless soul find peace and settle in the kitchen. "
The figure with his back to the camera reached out and put down the probe of the record player. Then, a melodious song sounded in the narrow kitchen. Against the gentle smile of the young chef, it was like a new idol program, triggering the screams of countless young girls in the audience.
In the end, as the soup pot tilted, a golden light emerged from the bowl. The light was so bright that it illuminated every pair of incredulous eyes in front of the screen.
In the end, a soup spoon scooped out the battery and light tube from the inside and threw them into the trash can. Huai Shi's smile appeared in front of the camera. He held the fragrant soup bowl.
"— — Like this, a simple and appetizing diode cream soup is ready. Have you learned how to make it?"
What the hell am I learning!
Yuan Zhao stared dumbfoundedly at Huai Shi who was busy in the kitchen. He couldn't help but want to smash the remote control on the screen. What the hell is this?! Is this how you take revenge for me?! In the kitchen?!
Do you want to make a meal to eat your opponent to death, or to make your opponent laugh to death?!
In the live broadcast of the competition organizing committee, the camera slowly retreated, reflecting the busy kitchen.
In the huge kitchen filled with a terrifying cold atmosphere, countless faint shadows wandered in it, busily running their own business and cooking dinner for the guests.
Behind Huai Shi, the original head chef was strictly controlling every step of the process, instructing his subordinates to do their best to serve the guests who had arrived today.
"Thank you, Mr. Watanabe." Huai Shi thanked him politely. "The kitchen is the territory of every chef. I didn't expect you to be willing to let me borrow it."
"It's okay." The chef with a cold expression said in his usual indifferent voice. "After all, this is the first time our restaurant has accepted the request of a chef. Although your skills are a bit immature, your sincerity in cooking is worthy of your identity."
"I'm just an apprentice."
Huai Shi smiled embarrassedly.
"You're welcome. With your current skills, if you participate in the competition, you should be able to get a high ranking." The chef said indifferently. "Just based on the control of the fire, no one can compare to you. The way you cook like a symphony is also an eye-opener."
After the two exchanged a few words, Huai Shi picked up the appetizer and left.
He pushed open the kitchen door and walked into the empty living room.
Finally, he slowly put the dish in front of the only guest.
On the chair, the restrained Lin Yu's face was livid. It seemed that she had cursed until her voice was hoarse. She just glared fiercely at Huai Shi's face.
"That's it?" She looked down at the dish and sneered hoarsely. "With your mediocre skills, you want to show off your slight skill in front of an expert?"
"Don't say that. A scholar who has been away for three days should be looked at with new eyes. I have improved a lot these days."
Huai Shi smiled, lifted the lid of the soup bowl, and pushed the soup bowl in front of her.
"Please eat, madam. This soup is appetizing."
Lin Yu's expression twitched as she tried her best to resist the shackles of the chains. However, an invisible force controlled her limbs, causing her to stiffly raise her hand to grab the soup spoon. With trembling hands, she reached inch by inch into the soup bowl.
At this moment, the Yin Soul's Sacred Mark, like an evil spirit, was entangled in her body.
Relying on the suppression of the Sorrowful Rope, it took over her body and turned her body into its own vessel. It enjoyed the Source of Darkness to its heart's content and sang loudly.
It was as if it had swallowed a spoonful of light.
When the crystal-clear soup fell into her throat, Lin Yu trembled violently. She screamed and roared hoarsely. Countless cracks appeared on her face.
The Dust of the Liberated, concentrated in the soup, flowed into her lungs. Pure peace, joy, and relief spread out like a tide of light, tearing apart the body eroded by darkness. It sizzled like sulfuric acid, bringing double pain to her body and soul from the inside out.
The Snake Sacred Mark spasmed painfully, and many cracks appeared in an instant.
"How is it?"
Huai Shi rested his chin on his hand and smiled. He looked at her carefully drinking the soup he had made carefully. Not a drop was left. He smiled with satisfaction. "Did you have a good appetite?"
"Bah!"
Lin Yu opened her mouth and spat out sticky, blood-colored saliva. The saliva fell on Huai Shi's face and was lightly wiped away by a napkin.
The smiling teenager raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A vague shadow stepped out of the kitchen with a plate and respectfully presented the first dish of tonight's dinner.
"It's a pity that the order of serving the dishes is wrong. The soup should be served later."
Huai Shi sighed regretfully. "It's my first time working in a big kitchen. I haven't cooperated with you before, so I'm a little slow. I'm sorry that your dining experience is discounted."
What answered him was only sharp curses, as well as bone-deep resentment and hatred.
"Why are you so angry?"
Huai Shi looked at her calmly. He looked at her desperate struggle, trembling hands, and swallowing the dishes that were filled with endless anger into her mouth.
"There is a saying that the world kisses me, and I sing in return … Can you sing?"
In the dead silence, only painful screams could be heard.
The essence of the ashes and the venom of the plague broke out in her body, bringing endless despair and madness, tearing her soul and reason little by little.
But for some reason, in the silence, the screams were as melodious as a song.
Huai Shi nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand.
The side dish was presented.
The white fish meat that emitted a faint burnt smell was dyed with a faint layer of dark green, which whetted one's appetite.
"This is the Plague Basa Fish that I just learned. Try it. There are about a dozen carefully cultivated variants. I believe that every bite will give you a different feeling."
"Kill me if you can! Trash! "
In the pain of her soul being torn apart, Lin Yu glared at Huai Shi. The corners of her eyes cracked, and a line of blood slowly flowed down. "You don't even dare to kill someone? You good-for-nothing, son of a bitch … "
"It should have been like this, but not now."
Huai Shi crossed his fingers and gently placed them on the table. He looked at her convulsing face and told her word by word, "Miss Lin, you hurt my friend.
Although I feel that our true friendship may have lasted only for such a ridiculous moment, and that guy is stupid, chuunibyou, and likes to talk to himself … When he was about to die, I was really sad. "
"So, this kind of sadness must be felt by you."
As the poison and plague spread, countless spots and ulcers appeared on Lin Yu's face, making her twisted face even more ferocious and crazy.
"You will regret it, Huai Shi, you will!"
She screamed hoarsely and roared, "After I leave here, everyone related to you will die!"
"Ah, I know."
Huai Shi nodded calmly. "I believe that you can probably do it."
Just like that, he accepted everything indifferently.
"I don't know why you have such confidence and superiority that you can kill someone if you want, but I think that you most likely want me to die.
In the future, my life may be very troublesome. "
He paused and asked seriously, "Miss Lin, my life is already very troublesome, but I sincerely hope that it can be less troublesome. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Bah!"
Lin Yu sneered and spat at him with all her strength, but she didn't have the strength. The saliva fell on the plate, and with the knife and fork, it returned to her stomach along with the fish.
It brought about indescribable pain.
"It seems that you probably don't understand, but I understand what you mean."
Huai Shi looked at him quietly, and her voice was as cold as ice. "Perhaps you grew up in a very good environment, or perhaps you were well protected. You think that everything in this world belongs to you, but some things are temporarily not yours …" Huai Shi looked at him quietly.
That's why you've never understood one thing. "
"Death is a very scary thing."
He sighed softly. "So, you don't know how much I don't want to die."
Huai Shi waved his hand, and the waiter in the corner came forward respectfully. He held the red wine in his hand and poured a line of scarlet into the wine glass. The wine with the smell of rust was so sticky.
"Don't you want to kill me? You can't wait to eat my flesh and drink my blood? " Huai Shi raised the wine glass and looked at the scarlet surging within. "It's actually very simple. You just have to say it."
Immediately afterwards, as Lin Yu's eyes widened, the red wine that accompanied the meal was slowly placed in front of her.
Countless vicious Origin Substances brewed within, evolving into a red murderous intent.
It was so dazzling.
"Drink, this is my blood."
The youth smiled, but his expression was as fierce as a demon's.
He snapped his fingers, and the head chef pushed open the kitchen door. He carried the final main dish and walked forward. He carefully placed a steak in front of Lin Yu and sprinkled it with black pepper sauce and spices from the Abyss.
On the warm iron plate, the rich aroma of meat spread out.
It was so tempting.
But in the eyes of the witch, it was like the deepest disaster. The malice and darkness within had already spread into the air, enveloping the entire restaurant in an ominous shadow.
"Eat, Lin Yu."
Huai Shi smiled and looked at her. "Your wish has come true."
"… …"
Lin Yu trembled, and her expression twisted. As if she was looking at a madman, she stared at Huai Shi's face, unable to hide her fear and despair.
"You … … You … … Madman … … You actually … …"
She used all her strength to scream and resist her body, but her hand still futilely picked up the scarlet wine and slowly poured it down her throat.
The killing intent, anger, despair, and darkness that was so dense that it condensed into substance spread out from her body. Inch by inch, it tightened her last bit of reason and broke her last defense, causing her to be swallowed up by the malice of the Abyss.
In despair, she let out a sorrowful cry.
A tragic crack appeared in her soul.
"Let me go, I beg you, kill me … …"
She could no longer hold back her weak tears. She sobbed and begged, "Don't let me eat this kind of thing … …"
"To be honest, I'm not good at dealing with opponents like this."
Huai Shi looked at her crying face and slowly shook his head. "But fortunately, I reluctantly learned some good points from a friend who was more cruel and harsh.
Ah, although she sometimes said things that were not very nice to hear, she was actually a very good person. She taught me a lot of things, for example … … "
"As long as I'm worse than the bad guys, no one can hurt me anymore."
It was as if it was a matter of course.
In the dead silent venue, under the dull gazes of countless people, on the big screen, the handsome young man casually picked up the knife and fork and helped her to divide the main dish on the plate.
When he spoke, his tone was calm and steady, with a solemn and indisputable coldness.
"So, from today onwards, you have to learn to tremble when you think of my name, cry when you see my face, and kneel on the ground to repent when you hear my voice … …"
As if announcing fate, Huai Shi looked at her face and said to her word by word.
"— Because you made me your enemy."
Dead silence. In the deathly silence, even the sound of choking sobs disappeared in the suffocation of despair.
Only Huai Shi's voice spread in the silence, gentle and warm.
"One year later, two years later, ten years later, you may grow up and become more reasonable. You may have a new life. But when you open your eyes every day, you have to live in this nightmare forever — as long as I'm still alive in this world. "
In front of the table, the woman trembled involuntarily. She was swallowed by the chill from the bone marrow, but she could not make a sound.
The steak full of malice was picked up by the fork and brought to her lips.
"So, eat, Lin Yu, this is your fate." Huai Shi bent down and whispered in her ear, "Let's fight to the death."
So, in the live broadcast of the organizing committee, under the witness of countless stunned and in awe … …
The tyrannical banquet that belonged to the devil finally ushered in the climax of lamentation.
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