My Healing Games

Chapter 237 Han Fei's Butcher's Knife
The hideous pig-faced monster could not enter the blood pool, and the iron hook controlled by the factory manager was blocked by the bodies of other remnant souls. Its entire body of fat began to tremble with rage. No one had ever been able to push it to this point.

The pig's bloodshot eyes bulged outwards. The factory manager stared intently at Han Fei, who was still climbing upwards. The man, covered in wounds, was clearly about to collapse at any moment, but he kept defying the manager's expectations despite being covered in blood.

The limits that the factory managers saw were repeatedly broken by Han Fei. Within that weak body that the factory manager could crush with one hand, there seemed to be a power that the factory manager could not comprehend at all.

He once again manipulated the enormous iron hook, but more and more people began to help Han Fei. Those remnant souls who retained the most important qualities of humanity used their own bodies to block the sharp iron hook.

A hideous trail of blood remained on the central pillar of the scales, marking the path Han Fei had traversed.

Undeterred by death or malice, Han Fei finally climbed to the top of the scales.

Unable to sever the chains with his boning knife, Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to embrace the thin back of the boy and try to remove him from the iron hook.

Chaos had broken out in the flesh factory as more and more pig-faced monsters returned.

Time ticked by, and just as Han Fei was about to save Wang Sheng from his tears, the iron fence of the distant ditch was smashed open, and a pig-faced monster with human teeth wrapped around its waist dragged Wang Sheng over.

It appeared in the same area as the one-eyed pig-faced monster, and it seemed to have witnessed Han Fei fighting the one-eyed pig-faced monster to save Wang Sheng.

Seeing the monster strangling Wang Sheng by the neck, Han Fei immediately realized something was wrong. His body had reached its limit. He knew that his current stamina was only thirteen, mainly due to the boost from the ghost pattern.

With absolutely no strength left in his arm, Han Fei looked into the other person's inhuman eyes and made an exceptionally crazy decision.

"Don't worry about me!"

Han Fei made the black python leave the ghost pattern and let it pour the yin energy stored in its body into Ku.

Despite the dire situation, Han Fei still made the most rational judgment: Ku was much stronger than him, and even if Ku only recovered part of his strength, it could change the current passive situation.

Almost the instant the black python left Han Fei's body, the ghostly markings dimmed, and the malevolent blood in the veins, now free of obstruction, seeped directly into Han Fei's body.

The excruciating pain made him feel like his consciousness was fading, and the bloodstains seemed to have burrowed directly into his soul, slowly devouring his memories.

Without the protection of the ghost mark, Han Fei was just an ordinary person, and waves of pain washed over him.

He barely opened his eyes and looked at the edge of the blood pool.

The pig-faced monster with human teeth wrapped around its waist grabbed Wang Sheng's shoulders and plunged his legs into the blood pool.

Blood, stained with filth and malice, crawled up Wang Sheng's legs, scorching his soul. The child endured pain that even adults could hardly bear, yet he did not cry.

Looking at Han Fei, who was on the scales of humanity, that small face tried very hard to force a smile, but in the end, all he could manage was what he thought was a smile.

Living in Animal Alley, he had never seen a real smile; to survive and avoid being discovered by the monsters, his mother's last words before she died were to tell him to stay obediently under her corpse and not to cry.

Having never learned to laugh, nor knowing how to cry, the child's final expression as he looked at Han Fei was like that of a little flower bidding farewell to the world.

Fragile and withering, it at least once bloomed on barren land.

Seeing this, Han Fei gripped the boning knife in his hand tightly.

Perhaps sensing that Han Fei might do something, Wang Sheng took advantage of the pig-faced monster lifting him up and bit the monster's hand with unprecedented force.

Caught off guard, the pig-faced monster swung its hand forcefully, throwing Wang Sheng into the pool of blood.

His small body was being consumed by blood, and countless acts of malice surged into it.

Wang Sheng was too small; he didn't transform into a pig-face mask, but even with his own strength, he couldn't swim to the pillar.

His body sank little by little, and he seemed to be ready.

As he watched his hands gradually disappear, the pain was replaced by other emotions. He didn't quite understand what it meant to live. Was all that effort to survive just to take one more look at this alley full of beasts?
"Pfft!"

As Wang Sheng lay dying, he heard a sound and opened his eyes to look up.

Covered in wounds, Han Fei, with a boning knife in his mouth, jumped into the pool of blood!
Blood and malice quickly entangled his body, frantically drilling into his wounds. In less than a second, his own blood vessels began to rupture.

A slightly rough hand reached out to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng subconsciously grabbed it.

Just as Han Fei was about to take the child away, black chains emerged from the bottom of the blood pool and wrapped around their bodies.

Wang Sheng tried to push Han Fei away, but it was too late.

The black chains dragged the two of them downwards, a force they were completely unable to resist.

Han Fei, who had been holding onto Wang Sheng's arm the whole time, finally reached his limit; he really had no strength left.

As his body sank deeper into the blood pool, the feeling of suffocation grew stronger and stronger. But just then, Han Fei suddenly felt someone grab his shoulder, and a force tried to pull him to the surface.

With difficulty, Han Fei turned his head and saw the older of the twins grabbing him and desperately swimming upwards.

Above the bottomless pool of blood, one after another incredibly vibrant blood flower bloomed. With the help of the black giant python, the creature recovered some of its yin energy and rescued the remnant souls.

Without exchanging any words, all the rescued remnant souls jumped into the blood pool, enduring the excruciating pain as if their skin were being peeled off, and swam towards Han Fei and Wang Sheng.

When the cry and the last remaining soul leaped into the blood pool, the massive black scales tilted and collapsed completely.

Pig-faced masks floated above the pool of blood, glaring at each other with various resentful expressions.

Those remnants of humanity who clung to their humanity all swam towards the depths of the blood pool. They were dragged into the bottomless darkness, but not one of them retreated.

Enduring fear and torment, these fragmented souls finally witnessed the truth of the world.

At the very bottom of the blood pool, half a rotten heart lies settled.

All the malice and pain came from that heart; the sins of the entire Beast Alley were nothing more than the evil in half a heart.

"Could that be half a spider's heart? If one half symbolizes evil, then there should be another half symbolizing good. Where is the half representing good?"

Thick chains secured the half-heart to the bottom of the blood pool. The moment Han Fei saw it, he decided to destroy it.

"This half-rotten heart must be the source. If we destroy it, Animal Alley will probably be destroyed too!"

With his right hand gripping the hilt, Han Fei no longer intended to conserve his strength to swim back. He used all his remaining strength in his right hand and swung the blade at the rotting heart!

The sharp hatred, when it struck the rotting heart, only managed to scratch the surface.

Boundless black blood surged forth, and Han Fei's wounds instantly healed.

No wonder the factory managers didn't put any precautions at the bottom of the blood pool; nothing in that malicious pool could really hurt that rotten heart.

Han Fei's hands were already exhausted, but he still stubbornly swung his sword; he didn't want to give up.

The speed at which the blade sliced ​​through the water began to slow down. When Han Fei could no longer even swing the blade, a small hand pressed against the hilt. Wang Sheng wanted to help Han Fei.

Before Han Fei could react, arms grabbed the hilt of the knife along with him.

The bodies of all the remaining souls became even more broken as they were washed away by the blood. They were slowly disappearing, but still, not one of them let go, and not one of them retreated.

The blade was raised, and a vortex appeared in the blood pool. The power of all the remnant souls was concentrated in Han Fei's hand, and he swung the blade downwards!

The hardened heart was sliced ​​open layer by layer, and when it was halfway through, black blood surged out, and the blade and the putrid heart were locked in a stalemate.

Endless black blood continued to heal the wound on the half of the heart, while the boning knife in Han Fei's hand kept making sounds, and more and more cracks appeared on the blade. Finally, with a crisp bang, the boning knife shattered in the blood pool!
Gripping the hilt of the sword and looking at the shattered blade, Han Fei had never felt such despair since entering the Deep World.

The only knife is broken; he can't save anyone!
He seemed to have experienced the same scene when he was a child, and his memory was deeply wounded, his consciousness on the verge of collapse.

His eyes were devoid of light, and all his struggles seemed to change nothing; in the end, he seemed to be the same as before.

Blood rushed into his body, and just as Han Fei felt his heart was about to rot, Wang Sheng grabbed his hand.

Just like when Han Fei risked everything to save him, this child now showed the same expression as Han Fei had back then.

He was trying to imitate Han Fei's kindness, trying his best to show a handsome smile, but in the end he could only manage a forced grin.

This must have been the last expression he left for humanity. After laughing, it deliberately crashed into the shattered blade.

His body was scattered by blood, but the last glimmer of humanity surged into the butcher's knife.

Wang Sheng seemed to be just the beginning. As one remnant soul after another crashed into the executioner's blade, those remnant souls delivered all the last vestiges of their integrity and humanity into Han Fei's executioner's blade!

All the butcher knives in Animal Alley are cursed; the more souls imprisoned and the stronger their resentment, the more terrifying the knives become.

But with Han Fei, the situation was completely different.

Animal Alley is filled with the ugliest aspects of human nature, but even in this hell on earth, the most beautiful aspects of human nature are hidden.

Countless remnant souls poured into the blade, forging it into a most unique butcher's knife!

As Han Fei gripped the hilt of his sword, a system notification echoed in his mind.

"Rebirth (F-Rank Exclusive Unique Slaughtering Blade): This is a slaughtering blade that has never appeared in the deep world before. It has no edge, yet it can cut through everything, killing ghosts and gods alike!"

"Exclusive Butcher's Blade Reward: This butcher's blade appeared because of you! After using this butcher's blade, your synergy with the Midnight Butcher class will increase to 100%!"

(End of this chapter)