Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 113.050. Old Friends
"Take a good look at who I am."

When Aoyu pointed it out, he finally remembered that this face... slowly overlapped with the face of his best friend from a few years ago in his memory!
That boy I played video games with a few years ago, and we made a promise to keep in touch when we moved!

"You...you are!" The dragon horse was so shocked that it couldn't speak clearly.

"Finally remembered? You've got a spirit from five years ago." Qingliu grinned.

His dearest friend!

Yes, the news reports at the time only said that they were attacked indiscriminately by criminals, without explaining the situation. Even he himself had experienced being resurrected from the dead, so others would more or less become victims of the White Walkers' activities.

He has changed his name to Aoyagi.

He became an utterly wicked demon king.

Qingliu smiled, glanced at the arrogance behind her, and said, "The one who saved me back then was that woman."

Hearing this, a surge of courage suddenly rose within him: "Then why are you repaying kindness with enmity!"

"You seem to have gotten a little carried away." He glared coldly at You Dong. "The weak are destined to be preyed upon, yet they do the opposite, protecting the weak? Pursuing illusory emotions will only lead to assimilation in the end, just playing out a series of family games in their own territory."

"No, I still prefer your innocent self from before! You know, to maintain our friendship, even after hearing the bad news about you, I persisted for three years, sending emails to your family every year until I was completely unaware that the house was being sublet. This isn't a game of family affection, nor is it about the survival of the fittest; it's about watching over and holding onto someone!"

"So you're still as naive as ever!" Qingliu roared. "I'm not here to play your long-awaited reunion game! When I left them, I vowed to show them true power and the people they should truly associate with! They're clearly stronger than humans, possessing unparalleled strength, yet they abandoned their own kind and remain obsequious to humans!"

"I kill people so that they will realize that no matter how powerful humans are, they can never truly hold their heads high in front of the White Walkers! They can never stand on equal footing with the White Walkers!"

Green Willow smiled sadly: "I have already fully accepted my identity as a White Walker. To prove my determination to completely break away from humanity, hunting is what a White Walker should do, isn't it!"

"I was only seventeen years old then!" he said mournfully. "I steeled myself and brought the severed head before them to claim credit. I thought I had done everything perfectly, but what did they do? Did they look at me with pity?! Ah!"

“No!” said Ryoma. “Whether human or White Walker, regardless of whether they accept a new identity, they can form friendships, maintain the most basic respect for life, and yearn for true feelings. This is where the emotional bond between humans and White Walkers lies! They can clearly communicate heart to heart, they can clearly form a tacit understanding, they can clearly—”

His voice was somewhat hesitant: "We're all so happy together, why abandon all of that and bind ourselves to the shackles of revenge!"

"Shut up!" Qingliu roared. "Stop lecturing me! Aren't you all getting along so well? You cowardly coward who can't forget the old human kindness, yet you gain their approval!"

He raised an eyebrow and gave a bitter smile: "You're a piece of trash! Look at all of you now, like stray dogs! Who's the winner? It's self-evident! This is how winning and losing should be!"

You Donglongma swung his fist and smashed it hard into his face: "How long are you going to be so stubborn!"

A solid punch landed on Aoyagi's cheek, forcing him to turn his head.

After finishing his attack, he timidly took a step back.

Aoyuu turned around, her smile growing increasingly unrestrained: "Ah, so you're starting to prove your path with force too? What about your so-called friendship?"

He touched his cheek. "Ouch. By the way, I told you all this not to acknowledge you as my father. Remember, I didn't die, so you can't make a total of nine, which means—"

Aoyagi's face drew closer with a smile, then suddenly twisted into a ferocious expression: "You—you still have more deaths!"

With that, he suddenly waved his hand, and a cloud of blood mist, like a dense swarm of blood bats, flew towards Pride and Greed, whom she was supporting.

"No!" You Dong rushed forward and grabbed Qing Liu's collar, trying to pull the hand that was manipulating the blood mist back.

Aoyu stepped on the heart of the moving object, and the latter's body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing and breaking countless steel bars and stones.

"Oh, still alive." Qingliu ignored the movement and turned to look at the arrogant greedy man who was being helped up.

Greed, covered in blood, his eyelids twitching as he clutched the wound in his abdomen that had just been pierced, still managed a forced, unrestrained smile: "He moved, good job, give him a few more punches."

Aoyu raised an eyebrow and appeared before them with a single step. As Aoyan drew her sword, Aoyu raised her elbow, twisted her wrist, and swung her cane, deflecting the blade in a circular motion. She then swung it in a wide arc, striking Aoyan in the abdomen and sending her flying.

He continued to press down on the greedy back, lowering his head to ask, "What did you say?"

Greed gritted his teeth, trying to push himself up against his foot, but Qingliu twisted his toe and stomped him back down hard.

"Trash." Greed spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qingliu raised her foot high, her heel like an axe, and slammed it down on Greed's lower back again. Greed's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth so that he didn't make a sound. Only the sound of bones breaking could be faintly heard.

"Enough!" Someone staggered out of the gravel pile.

"Who do you think you are?" Qingliu ignored him completely, her five fingers stretched out and, under her manipulation of flesh and blood, transformed into five daggers, piercing greed's back inch by inch.

The man beneath her feet held on tightly, glaring angrily at Qingliu, but ultimately, he could not utter a sound.

The hand that had been supporting itself on the ground with greed slowly fell, stirring up the pile of gravel.

The words of destiny, "[Heaven is greedy, Earth is envious]", began to dissipate.

Arrogantly and laboriously propped himself up, looking around.

"Aoyagi!" Ryoma's pupils contracted sharply, and his tear glands began to activate uncontrollably.

When he realized that this was his former best friend, he felt a moment of tenderness, but when he witnessed his beloved greed also fall under the other's knife, he realized that the person in front of him was still that demon.

My dearest friends from the past are gone forever.

Now, one by one, my comrades are falling.

Now only arrogance remains.

Unreasonable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!

If I hesitate any longer, my anger will consume my reason.

"Are you still there?" You Dong shouted into the volcano in his heart.

Like a series of volcanoes, a voice slowly awakens from the distant darkness:
"exist."

Unable to contain his rage, he roared, "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

Aoyagi's expression became even more amused: "What, look at your wonderful expression now. This is the law of the jungle that we should follow, but unfortunately you are the weak one."

A voice deep within remained silent for a long time before his answer was crisp and decisive:
"good."

(End of this chapter)