【Sunshine Hotel】

Vice President Aiwart stood straight in the center of the hall with a gentlemanly demeanor, carrying a long-abandoned pocket watch in one hand and the other hand, and moving the hands through the precise control of the lines, which could not only exercise precision control, but also feel the flow of time.

Quietly waiting for Yi Chen's complete death.

While waiting, a figure popped out of the door of the hotel.

Aiwart frowned, thinking that it was a gentleman's reinforcement who had come to the door, and immediately raised his hand...... Swish! The sharp surgical line slashed away like a guillotine, and the black shadow that shook in the doorway was cut off in an instant.

index finger hook,

The surgical thread was wrapped around the torso and head, and dragged in front of the vice president.

In front of him was just an ordinary gentleman patrolling the cemetery area, his eyes still rolling and staring at each other after his neck was cut off.

"Huh? Not reinforcements from Zion, I remember this kid in charge of patrolling the streets of the cemetery, such a weak fellow, who did not run away but came to die...... That's not how the so-called gentlemanly spirit is used.

Even if such waste becomes a dead person, it is a waste of resources. ”

A snap of the fingers ~ snap!

Five lines sliced the poor gentleman's head into pieces, and his eyeballs shattered.

"It's almost time! I guess I'm about to exhale my last breath......"

however

As the vice president's gaze moved upward, he found that Yi Chen, who had hanged himself, was a little strange, his face was unusually pale, far more than the other hanged people.

"Foundation?"

After taking a closer look, I found that Yi Chen had actually put on a thick layer of white foundation on his face at some point, and even had a light blush on both sides of his cheeks.

When was this look done? How is it done? The vice president couldn't get an answer, and the more he stared at the makeup, the more the vice president felt panicked as a deceased.

What's more,

The time given by the pocket watch had already expired, but Yi Chen did not exhale the important "last breath" for a long time.

The vice president is also a [sensing gentleman], he has clearly sensed a sense of disobedience from Yi Chen, and is immediately ready to change his strategy.

Ten fingers manipulated the surgical line to prepare to tie up and forcibly bring back the hanged Yi Chen.

Just as the surgical line swept upwards...... Tick!

A strange drop of black liquid suddenly dripped down,

The vice president, who was the transcendent, actually felt the danger and immediately retracted the surgical line and dodged.

Syllable!

The black liquor slapped to the ground, and it did not cause any damage to the floor except for a slight stickiness, like a quiet small drop of water.

"What is this? Is it a substance that flows out of Yi Chen's body? ”

Just when the vice dean wanted to crouch down and study the material composition of this drop of black water...... Tick tick!

More, denser black liquor dripped from the top, quickly forming a thick accumulation on the ground.

The vice president stepped back one after another and looked up.

"Holes?"

I saw a bullet hole in the center of Yi Chen's eyebrows.

A steady stream of black liquid was pouring out of it, dripping down the hem of the suit, the trouser legs, and the roots of the leather shoes.

If you peek in along the hole in the center of the eyebrows, you will find that Yi Chen's entire brain is stained black, and the cranial cavity is full of black fluid.

Even his insignia as a gentleman was dyed in a black book, as if it were filled with death scriptures.

At this moment,

The surgical thread on Yi Chen's neck was dissolved by the black water, and his body fell.

"What the hell is this ......"

Sensing the danger, the vice president hurriedly waved ten fingers, pulling ten surgical lines like guillotines to forcibly kill Yi Chen's body.

Swish! Smooth cutting.

The body that fell in mid-air was cut into ten, and even the brain was completely sliced open...... Crackling~ The chopped body parts fell to the ground one after another.

Hiss ~ black smoke rises

These cut pieces of flesh, tissue, and brain components quickly dissolve in the black fluid and become part of it.

Only a mask-like "dead man's makeup" floats on the surface of the black liquid.

Vice Dean Aiwart also showed a stunned expression,

His surgical line is like a part of his body, even his fingers, and he can get the most intuitive tactile feedback every time he cuts an object, which is the main reason why he can perform delicate surgery.

Just now he could clearly feel that what he had cut was a [dead corpse].

He didn't understand why Yi Chen, who was already dead, didn't exhale his 'last breath'.

At this moment,

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the surgical line connected by his ten fingers, and he immediately decided to abandon all the external surgical lines.

The broken lines smoke from the black liquid, and eventually turn into a puddle of the same black liquid.

"The 'Cutting Death' that I inherited from Lord Rottwiss is completely attached to the surgical line, which greatly increases the cutting and lethal ability of the line, and it carries the attribute of death, why is it eroded by this black liquor?

Could it be that the death level of this liquid is above mine?

No way! This guy is just an ordinary gentleman, how can he reverse the erosion of the dead plague? ”

Grunt~

The puddle of black liquid on the ground began to bubble non-stop, and the mask of "Dead Man's Makeup" was the core, quickly constructing the form.

The vice president immediately shot out the surgical thread, and this time instead of cutting it directly, it smashed through a large stone pillar that wrapped around the hall, trying to interrupt the shaping process.

A terrible scene happened,

The stone pillar was infected the moment it got close to the liquid, and it quickly annihilated, and it turned into a cloud of mist and dispersed without touching the black liquid at all.

Molding completed,

Yi Chen, who is wearing a black suit, black tie, and black trousers, with "dead man's makeup" in a new appearance, but his state seems to be unstable.

The skin and flesh of the body will peel off along with the black liquid, and it seems that it will not last long.

【Perspective Switching-Yi Chen】

Yi Chen, who reconstructed his body with black liquid, obtained it in the retina, and the important information from the gentleman's clothing was divided into two sections.

1. [Psyche] has increased [4] → [5]

* The perception of death has been improved, and the state of death in which they are better understood is accelerating, and the related death ability is being awakened at an accelerated pace.

2. Use red enlarged and crazy distorted maggot font to give a stern warning:

"The subject's current physical and mental body is unable to load the true form of 'Dead Man's Makeup', and is expected to be completely annihilated after 10 minutes, please disarm this form in advance or provide enough energy fuel to prolong the duration."

"Is it only ten minutes?" I didn't expect the death attribute brought over before my death to be so powerful...... Ten minutes won't be able to dispose of the Vice Dean, but luckily I have [fuel] with me."

A needle filled with silver liquid is inserted into the neck and injected quickly.

The vice dean not far away had no time to interrupt, staring at the liquid flowing into Yi Chen's body, and said in surprise: "Twilight silver liquid? ”

As the fluid flows throughout the body along the aorta, in addition to serving as fuel for death, an unexpected effect is triggered, and a moon mark emerges in the body.

Because Yi Chen and the moon have been sutured for a long time,

Both sides left a little remnant in each other's bodies when they separated.

The infusion of the "Twilight Silver Liquid" activated the remnants of Yi Chen's body, and even a faint silver light appeared on the surface of his body.

In the blink of an eye, the ball's hairstyle was all dyed silver,

Airplanes!

With a move of the palm of his hand, the axe and gun that fell not far away flew quickly and held it steadily.

The blade of the axe was wrapped in silver, and the bullets were dyed silver,

At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away between a human harbor city,

Carrying an army of doctors and nurses, Moon Scar, who was slaughtering the fish-scale infected here, suddenly stopped killing, turned around and lifted the silver hair that blocked his eyes, and looked into the distance.

Whisper a person's name.

"William ......"

(End of chapter)