"Oscar? Oscar, can you give me your soul? I'm already hungry, so you let me eat you, hahaha. Ted laughed and raised his sword above his head, slashing at Oscar like crazy.

"Stop you madman, I don't even know you, why are you killing me?" Oscar is disappointed and angry, and finally meets a guy who can walk and talk in this barren land, but unfortunately he is already delirious, and he will probably kill everyone he sees.

Oscar is not prepared to sit still, and such a dangerous person could kill more innocent people if left unchecked. Although he didn't know why this thought came to his head, he knew that he was a knight, and knights should do what was right, shouldn't they?

He didn't even care if there would be other so-called "innocent" people in this place besides starving "monsters" like them.

Ted's eyes glowed red, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he couldn't see the whites of his eyes except for his dark brown pupils. The revealed greed has nothing to do with blood or anything that can be seen on Oscar's body, what he longs for is Oscar's whole person.

That's when Oscar realized that this person really wanted to eat him.

Although Ted's armor was covered in rust, Oscar believed that if it was wiped clean, it would be a brand new set of knight's armor. The mad knight named Ted no longer deserves this outfit, and Oscar himself is still bare, so he wants to take Ted's armor over.

Maybe that's what Oscar wants.

The two figures crisscrossed the sky in the snowflakes, their moves surprisingly similar, as if they both originated from the same kind of swordsmanship. When Oscar decided to fight back, the sword in his hand became as skilled as his arm, and those moves that existed in instinct were not jerky in use.

After only three minutes of fighting with Ted, he even recalled more details from the opponent's attack, and Ted felt that Oscar's increasingly skilled techniques made his attack no longer progress, so the whole person became more irritable.

Oscar's sword often left a string of piercing sparks on Ted's armor, but he had to endure the more and more wounds left on his body. Although most of these wounds are scars left by the blade of the sword, and the amount of blood is not much.

He even had a bold idea, and he was very confident in his "undead" body.

So Ted seized the opportunity, and he laughed wickedly and pierced the straight sword through Oscar's chest, which he thought had given up resistance. Sure enough, Master Ted is the chosen one, the one who led the undead army to sweep the world!

Just as Ted was basking in his unrealistically beautiful fantasies, he realized that he couldn't pull out his sword. Oscar's other hand grabbed Ted's hilt. Although the feeling of being pierced through the chest was more painful than being crushed under a stone, Oscar was right, it was just a chest piercing, and he couldn't die.

I saw Oscar adjust his posture and slash the sword with his right hand, almost using all the strength of his body, as if he was splitting a pillar of wood with an axe, and his sword fell on the top of Ted's head.

Burst...... The blade sank into half of Ted's head.

"Ah——!h Sticky blood oozed from the top of Ted's head, but he wasn't dead, but instead rushed forward with his sword and Oscar in a frenzy. With a muffled sound of a sword scavenging into the wood, Oscar was nailed to the pole behind him.

Maybe Ted had finally exhausted his last breath, but his mouth was open before he died, but he couldn't say anything. He stared at Oscar, then fell straight down, a sword stuck in his head.

Oscar was sure that the damn madman would not get up again, and he leaned against the tree behind him and gasped for a few breaths, perhaps with a sword piercing his lungs, feeling bad, but at least he couldn't die.

It wasn't until he regained some strength that he put his hands on the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the long sword, which had been half sunk into the wood, inch by inch, despite the pain in his chest.

Looking at the blood stains on his chest that were quickly drying, he knew that like Ted, their blood was so thick that it could barely flow, so there was no heavy bleeding.

Or maybe an immortal guy like them doesn't even need blood, but at least the head is still needed, don't you think Ted, the madman, is dead?

But looking at Ted Oscar, who was lying on the ground, staring at him, only felt a convulsion in his body, and the sense of taste and hunger that had been lost instantly came to his heart. Obviously, you can live without eating or drinking, but why is there only one thought in your mind now, and that is "eating".

Oscar swallowed a mouthful of saliva that wasn't there, and he slowly brought his nose closer to the corpse, as if sniffing a delicious meal.

Then something strange happened, and the glowing microcrystalline dust particles that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye floated slowly from Ted's head like a thread, and then all of them were inhaled by Oscar's mouth and nose.

A sense of satisfaction from the soul made Oscar, who was physically and mentally exhausted, rejuvenated, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to enjoy the feeling of wanting to stop.

As if he had discovered something, Oscar awoke from his intoxication, then grasped the sword with one hand, and with a slight force, split it in two along the crack in his skull.

Oscar didn't have time to dwell on what Ted's head was like, and he reached out his finger and quickly found what he couldn't wait to find.

A small black crystal the size of half a fingernail.

In addition to that, Oscar wanted that armor very much, and after some hard work, he got it. He now has a knight's sword, a knight's armor...... Well, there's still a helmet missing, right! How can a knight not have a helmet, you see the end of not having a helmet is that his head is split in half.

……

In the weeks that followed, he was a lonely wanderer again, but a haunting feeling kept reminding him or encouraging him to eat the little thing. Eat it and you'll know everything he wants!

Oscar didn't want to touch this thing that came out of his head at first, at least he didn't want to touch his tongue, didn't he feel disgusting? But as time passed, his mind began to be confused, his consciousness began to fog, and he even had a strong urge to kill everything. Thankfully, he hadn't encountered any living creatures.

The voice was telling him that if you didn't eat it, you'd be a crazy knight like Ted.

Oscar couldn't hold it anymore, and he stuck his sword into the ground. Then he took out the little black crystal from his bosom and threw it into his mouth without hesitation.

It's like chewing a pebble, crunchy......