Chapter 330
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After all, they were already at each other's throats, there was no reason for Han Fei to allow Zhuang Wen's human hands to be stained with blood.
Picking up the cursed baby's body, Han Fei's skin crawled with ghost tattoos. Blood flowed on his arms and his fingers gripped the Reborn Butcher's Blade.
As the Midnight Butcher, killing was his occupation.
"The suffering in this world is too heavy for him, I shall free him from it."
The hands gripped the hilt. The glowing blade became the only source of light inside the Ziggurat.
The arm swung down. The power of humanity spread its arms on the blade. It gently hugged the baby trapped in the deepest despair.
"Slash!"
The blade that was as thin as a cicada's wing slashed across the corpse's chest. The black words melted like snow, and the curse thread that pierced through the corpse was severed. The sharp blade finally landed on the broken butterfly wing.
Not far away, the Jumper Ghost's body gushed out in all directions. Her eyes were already dyed black. At that moment, she was completely surrounded by evil intent. Every inch of her skin was tainted with the will of death, and a rotten stench came from her.
She charged at Han Fei. At the same time, a shrill scream came from outside Apartment 1. It sounded like someone's heart had been stabbed by a knife.
"Didn't you hate people like this the most? Why do you have to become like this? "
The small human blocked before Han Fei. She opened her arms and looked at the ghost that was more than 10 times her size. She did not try to evade.
Under the influence of some kind of power, the Jumper Ghost had lost her humanity. Her broken arms slammed down and the Death Curses flew at Han Fei and the little girl.
It was at that moment that the Reborn Blade melted the Death Curses and sliced into the broken butterfly wing!
The enchanting and strange patterns were shattered by the blade, and the butterfly wings were like a lock.
When it was cut into pieces by the Blade of Reincarnation, the jumper, the divorced mother, the syringe woman, and the little girl all bled from their hearts. The thing that imprisoned their hearts was cut into pieces, and the death curse no longer appeared on the surface of their bodies. A subtle connection that was suppressed slowly emerged in their memories.
The bloody palm stopped above the little girl's head. The Jumper Ghost, who was covered in Death Curse, had her outstretched arm slowly snapped off. She screamed and wailed in pain. Tears of blood flowed from her eyes. She was the strongest ghost in Apartment 1, but she was helpless like a child who had her neck chained up.
The Death Curses were still fighting for the Jumper Ghost's body. The little girl who symbolized humanity grabbed the Jumper Ghost. She was soon shaken off. When she climbed up again, the woman and the divorced mother walked over.
The same parts of their bodies started to appear. A circle of scars appeared around their ankles. A horrible stench came from their bodies. Their hair was disheveled and their hearts were bleeding. Their eyes were empty. They were so numb that they had forgotten the pain.
The hands grabbed the Jumper Ghost's body. The Death Curses spread to everyone. Those who were touched by the Jumper Ghost would die. This was the Death Curse on her!
The Death Curses crawled into the hearts of the divorced mother and the woman. Instead of saying they were killed by the Jumper Ghost, it was more accurate to say they had given up on themselves.
At the last moment before their memories disappeared, the black curses that flowed into their bodies were dyed with their blood and their memories.
When the Death Curse returned to the Jumper Ghost's body, her scattered memories and consciousness reunited. Her broken body and unrecognizable face slowly recovered to reveal her original appearance.
"I still remember you at the time, you only had yourself."
Finally, the little girl who symbolized Zhuang Wen's humanity opened her arms. Like a child hugging her mother, she ran into the Jumper Ghost's arms.
When she was hugged by the Death Curse, she melted into the Jumper Ghost's body.
The last piece of the puzzle in his memory was finally completed. Under the terrifying Death Curse on the Jumper's body, a woman's face slowly appeared.
She did not inherit her mother's beauty but she had her own unique presence. The young face twisted in extreme pain.
As Han Fei pulled out the Blade of Rebirth, when the baby's body and the butterfly's wings disintegrated into dust, a towering hatred exploded from the Jumper Ghost. It was like a blade that was going to split the building in half!
The Death Curse melted into black liquid. It mixed with the blood and dripped to the ground. The Jumper Ghost's broken body became whole again. The unrecognizable face returned to normal.
Now that the Scavenger Jumper was no longer in Apartment No.1, there was now a Zhuang Wen who exuded endless hatred.
Her lowered head slowly lifted. Zhuang Wen looked at the window at the end of the corridor. Her eyes that had turned completely black appeared to be staring at something. Moments later, black blood leaked out from her body. The bone-chilling hatred twisted the whole corridor.
"Father, you've harmed me so much!!!"
The windows shattered and the numbers on all the doors started to bleed. Zhuang Wen did not look at anyone in the corridor. She headed down the stairs.
Wherever she walked, there would be black and red stains.
When she reached the first floor, her bloodied palm slapped on the locked door.
Colorful butterfly patterns appeared on the white painted door. Zhuang Wen let out an ear-piercing laugh. She touched the beautiful patterns with her own blood.
"It was because of you that my mother became a madwoman."
"It was because of you that I was tortured into an animal."
"It was also because of you that my child died and I lost everything."
"Father, I really, really, really want to kill you!"
The boundless hatred slammed into the stairwell door like a tsunami. The Jumper Ghost had truly failed her breakthrough. She was different from all the other Specters that Han Fei had encountered before. The bone-chilling hatred was sharper than all the butcher's knives at Cattle Alley, nothing could stop her.
The butterfly patterns on the door slowly crumbled like a pair of butterfly wings being crushed.
The locked door was pushed open. Zhuang Wen did not stop but walked into the black fog outside the building.
The fog slowly drifted into the building. Han Fei stood on the first floor holding the Blade of Rebirth. He wanted to stop her but he could not find the chance.
'The father that Zhuang Wen mentioned is definitely not the Exorcist, could it be that her real father is the Butterfly? If that's the case, then I only need to analyze the information left behind by Zhuang Wen's body to slowly find out the real identity of the Butterfly! '
Before this, the Butterfly was a mystery but now Han Fei had forced the monster that hid in the fog to a certain area.
The most dangerous moment would come. As long as he was not eaten by the monster, he would have a chance to kill it!
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