Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 79, Section 017: Mutual Destruction

Dark clouds obscured the moon's halo, and the leaves rustled softly in the air.

Four muscular men emerged from the four corners of the park's woods, their shoes clicking on the bricks.

Lust continued typing on her phone, only to find that the stepped icon in the upper left corner of the screen had turned into an "X," and the messages she sent were meaninglessly going in circles.

Signal shielding.

She had to put away her phone and coldly stare at the four men.

They wore black metal face masks, tight-fitting clothes as a base layer, and woolen overcoats on top.

Two men and two women. It is worth mentioning that the women's muscles were more robust than the men's, with prominent back and shoulder muscles. Their shadows were elongated in the moonlight, trailing to the feet of lust.

"Just the few of you?"

"Of course more than that."

The one who answered was a thin man wearing a black top hat and leaning on a cane. He wore a white glove on his right hand, his index finger and thumb twisting the brim of his top hat. He lowered his gaze, and his dark-rimmed eyes, filled with lust, gleamed with a delighted light.

Lustful's face paled, and his teeth chattered: "It's you."

"Sister Yu, I'm back." The man took off his hat, bowed, and gave an elegant greeting.

Lust coldly replied, "You are not worthy to address me that way."

"Sister Yu is as cold and unapproachable as ever." The man's gentle voice seemed unaffected.

"When did you also become one of those people's lackeys?"

"It's just a matter of mutual benefit. For the sake of everyone I care about, I had no choice but to do this." The man chuckled. "How are you all? I've kept my promise and come to take your heads."

"Hmph, no need to bother." Lust sneered. "I was wondering why it's been so chaotic lately. Turns out, bedbugs and cockroaches have all come out."

The man chuckled, "The bedbugs and cockroaches only crawled out because they smelled delicious rotting flesh."

Are you trying to disgust me to death with just your words?

Lustfully, she shed her thick trench coat and tossed it far away, revealing her beautiful figure beneath the dress. Her movements were as nimble as her short hair.

The man's hand emerged from his tuxedo, a smile on his face: "I specially prepared these four dolls for Sister Yu."

Lust glanced at them; all four undead were bald, their eyes lifeless, like dull killing machines.

"They were specially made for you. The two men have been castrated and will not have any desires at all; just in case, we also found two female puppets. Most of their nerves are atrophied. It's impossible for them to bewitch even the living dead and generate desires for you to control, right?"

The man, leaning on his cane, chuckled softly.

"I vaguely remember that Sister Yu is not a combat type."

Lust is as cold as frost.

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you try it and you'll see?"

"Right on my mind."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two men in front of him sprang to their feet and lunged at him with their Tiger Fist.

At the same time, the sound of a woman's rapid footsteps came from behind.

Lust remained unmoved.

"Aren't you being too arrogant?"

"Hmm?" The man rested his hands on his cane, tilted his head, and revealed a sickly smile.

A roar of lust suddenly exploded, shouting, "I control more than just desire!"

With her roar, an invisible wave of energy swept out, instantly freezing the movements of the four powerful puppets.

The man turned his head in surprise and found that all four puppets had turned into stone statues. They continued their momentum and fell forward, colliding with the man and woman and shattering into pieces.

"How is this possible!" the man exclaimed involuntarily.

Ignoring the shattered rocks on either side, Lust strode toward the swallowtail man.

"You just said they are a man and a woman, right?" The short-haired woman took a step forward.

"Since they are men and women, even the living dead, they must have hormones, right? Physical urges are the most primal desires that all living beings are born with."

Lust looked at him intently: "Even if you become a beast, you are still driven by this instinct."

"By creating living dead and committing such a heinous act, they shouldn't blame those who were once human for leaving behind loopholes for revenge."

The man panicked slightly, and as lust approached, he instinctively backed away, saying, "You—don't come any closer!"

"Having committed so many evil deeds, I will now act as the exemplifier of justice." The short-haired woman's expression was cold, her hands crossed in front of her.

"No, no!" the man cried out in terror, with nowhere to retreat, waving his hands helplessly.

"Blue Willow, petrify with your filthy ambitions."

"Ah—" The man's shrill cry echoed through the night sky, startling the night birds in the forest.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The man was crying uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. His gaping mouth seemed to have exceeded his physical limits, stretching all the way to his ears.

"Waaaaaah hahahahaha!"

Qingliu looked up at the sky and laughed wildly, as if he wanted to cough up all the hoarseness in his throat.

"Cough, hahahaha!"

Lust frowned, a sense of foreboding rising within him. He instinctively stopped in his tracks: "Why weren't you petrified?"

The man twirled his cane, rubbed the tears from the corners of his eyes, and still couldn't suppress the wildly upturned corners of his mouth:

"Yes, yes! That's the expression I've been waiting for for five whole years to see your astonishment!"

His face, with its bulging pupils in dark eye sockets, was filled with excitement: "I only removed some glands, so I won't have any desires at all. The puppet is just a pretense to make you happy."

He waved his hand, his face mocking: "Physiological desires? Instincts? I don't need any of those things. My body has long been reshaped, and there are no base desires in it. You're right, those are the primitive instincts of beasts, they are sins, and they are not suitable for a noble person like me."

"The seven deadly sins are sins committed by fools, but I have no original sins. I have no lust, I have never been lazy, I do not glutton, I am neither proud nor impatient, neither greedy nor envious. Isn't this the greatest saint? I exist specifically to kill you—a sinless person!"

Lust pursed his lips, his expression remaining cold and stern.

"Sister Yu, I will help you break free from this curse." The man stared intently at her and licked his lips.

“I will skewer you like barbecue, set you up on a stake, with firewood and hot oil underneath, and in the thick black smoke, I will thoroughly purify your depraved body.”

"Humph."

The woman rested her elbow on her hand and sneered.

A fierce killing intent flashed in her eyes, and with a resolute determination, she shouted, "Then come and try!"

"Bam—"

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As if sensing something, the dragon horse looked towards the distant firelight, sweating profusely and trembling uncontrollably.

"Please save the people around me." He knelt down before the young man, his voice filled with compassion.

The young man sighed softly:

"It's too late. The killing has already been done. The monster inside you has drained the luck of those around you. All you can do is wait for them to die one after another until nine people have died before it can stop."

He collapsed into a slumped seat in despair.

There shouldn't be any razor blades... this is just the beginning...

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(End of this chapter)