Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 21.021. Fierce Battle

The sudden sensation caused by freezing delays the perception of pain.

Eisuke Asuka's vision was stained red by the spurting blood.

He seemed to see Ito Nanayuki about to turn her head.

"boom--"

"boom--"

The spurting blood exploded from Asuka Eisuke's body, the bullets continuing their momentum, thudding twice and embedding themselves in Jin Ziyue's body.

A muffled thud came from inside the mask.

He cannot turn into dust; he can only stand in front of them through timely reactions.

The girl behind him stared blankly.

"elder brother……"

"Hahaha, how about it? You tricked me with this trick the other day, and I got to experience it for myself. How was it?"

The man with the broken sandbag burst into loud laughter, then suddenly stopped laughing, his eyes filled with venomous resentment, and raised his hand to reload and fire again.

Eisuke Asuka couldn't make a sound, his body went limp, his eyes rolled back, and he slowly knelt down.

Just then, the man in black rolled up his sleeves and threw his long knife. Taking advantage of a blind spot, the hilt of the knife passed over the head of the slumped Asuka Eisuke and struck the Double-Gunman's head squarely, as if it had been stuck in a plastic bag, causing a torrent of filth to splatter out.

The dual-wielder remained in the aiming position, his fingers hovering over the trigger, his eyes rolled back, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word, as his body slowly leaned backward and fell.

He tilted his head back and fired a delayed shot at the ceiling.

"boom……"

The sound of someone falling to the ground and a gunshot rang out simultaneously, making the ceiling resound with a clanging echo.

The energy of the two pronouncements slowly rose.

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Self-deception

If you can deceive yourself, you can deceive those you trust. The side effect is that you will wantonly bully others, and occasionally you will have a pang of conscience and hate your own behavior, but once life goes on as usual, the relationship will deteriorate rapidly and become even worse.

The host is usually immersed in self-satisfaction. When the sense of superiority brought by bullying others is hit by reality and becomes unbalanced, it will breed a cruel, numb, and profit-driven personality.

Even so, it is still possible to forcibly alter the perceptions of those who trust them.

Once trust is broken or even lost, the altered memories will gradually revert to their original state.

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[Alone or alone]

Seemingly inseparable from her best friend, she actually uses two bodies. They look different and their personalities are controllable, but the resulting appearances are all random and evolve with her own mindset.

Both of them believe that what they see and hear is real, and occasional crossover of their memories can cause a feeling of split personality.

Once the second body dies, it takes time and effort to recover, and the recovery effect depends on the individual's abilities.

It appears to be a conversation between two people, but it is actually a monologue, which is why most hosts are talkative.

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Without pausing, Jin Ziyue rushed forward and pulled up the knife that had fallen to the ground as he turned his head.

The moment the blade touched the hilt, Araki's chilling iron fist unleashed a powerful gust of wind.

With nowhere left to retreat, Jin Ziyue pushed off with his back foot, bent his right knee to form a bow stance, concealed his knife at his waist, twisted his body to gather his strength, and suddenly drew his knife and swept it horizontally. The thin blade flashed with white light in an instant, as dazzling as lightning and as fierce as a raging storm.

With the unwavering determination of a man.

The brass knuckles, imbued with overwhelming killing intent, and aided by the downward leap, form a ferocious killing move that causes icebergs to collapse and snow to pour down.

Offense is the best form of defense; it's a fight to the death.

Keng——

The metal clanged.

The long, thin piece of metal that had been thrown into the air landed with a thud, bouncing back and forth before losing its momentum.

That was the broken blade.

Araki caught the lightning-fast blade trajectory in that instant and forcefully bit it off with his brass knuckles.

The chill of the brass knuckles could seep into your face even through the mask.

Ignoring the broken weapon, Jin Ziyue raised his leg like lightning and thrust it straight into the belly of the tree.

Araki, who had just jumped down, hadn't even landed firmly yet. He could only raise his other hand to block, but a sharp pain shot through his arm bone, and he lost his balance and fell backward.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jin Ziyue braced himself with his left hand, leaped back, and the hem of his black clothes fluttered and stopped half a second later.

Red blood droplets were scattered all over the ground, blending into the chilling earth.

Araki's eyes darted around, bypassing the panting man in black, and glanced at the girl who had slumped down behind him.

There is still one person on the field.

The other gang members carried the unconscious Zuo Qianzi away, leaving only Xiaosi to stare blankly at the battle.

"shot!"

Araki's voice was like a tiger's roar as he pressed closer, the cone-shaped spikes on his brass knuckles gleaming fiercely.

Jin Ziyue raised the broken short knife, neither dodging nor retreating. With a light tap of his toes, as if pressing the accelerator, his figure suddenly flashed out, charging forward.

Upon hearing Araki's voice, Kodera seemed to snap out of his daze. His kukri was now useless, so he drew a Colt from his waist and shakily aimed it at the figures locked in combat.

From his angle, Jin Ziyue and the woman in the protective suit were standing in a line, which was the best time to fire.

However, the best opportunity for combat has already been missed, and firing a shot now would no longer be threatening.

If shooting were effective, all that machine gun fire would have riddled this unpredictable black figure with bullets.

Araki was somewhat surprised. This guy used a broken blade to clash with his own. He knew his own strength and punching power. The recoil force was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

His knife trajectory was strange.

They always get stuck at the point where they're about to unleash their power or avoid a burst of energy, stuck at the point where they've already used up their power.

Fortunately, his attacks, besides the force of his punches, also carried a chilling aura. The environment continued to affect his limbs until they began to stiffen. Once an opening was revealed, it was a brutal, overwhelming onslaught.

It was just a broken blade a little over a foot long, yet it still had a sharp angle, like a dagger.

In Jin Ziyue's eyes, Araki's command words became increasingly ferocious, and their high degree of compatibility with the host was constantly strengthening Araki's attack.

The White Walkers' pronouncements will no longer change, but they will still resonate with the host's beliefs and will.

【Iron Horse and Icy River】

With an iron-blooded and cold demeanor, and a wild and unrestrained momentum, one can sweep away everything in their path like a blizzard. Those who possess this destiny are domineering, their wild charisma conquering the weak, intimidating the entire scene, and inspiring people to submit from the bottom of their hearts, transforming them into loyal followers.

A person with great influence can manifest extreme ice energy. With an iron will and highly concentrated spirit, the explosive power is outstanding, making them a natural leader.

The surrounding temperature has already dropped to a level where pain is lost; further freezing would cause even more severe muscle damage and organ destruction.

Even Araki's face was ashen, his features were gray and fanged, and his sideburns were all sticking up.

His robe was half-open, revealing the ogre's claws with dense blue scales and pulsating muscles on his chest, with crimson blood stained with bluish-purple paint.

In an instant, Oni the Ogre seemed to burst forth, and blue ice mist bloomed indiscriminately, as if she were in a gloomy morgue.

Jin Ziyue had no choice but to retreat, raising his sleeves to ward off the cold air, while simultaneously springing back with his knees. A patch of ice had already frozen on his leather jacket, slowing his movements by a beat.

Araki, with eyes as fierce as a tiger, roared:

"Die!"

Let's consider the incantation here as the final explanation. The influence of the incantation on the host is always subtle and gradual; I'll try to make it more explicit from now on. Regarding the fighting, I've tried my best to avoid letting Old Jin unilaterally dominate... although the initial combat strength is really insufficient...

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