This assassin is upright

Chapter 49 The Truth Buried in the Red Mist
Beside the corpse of the Blood Corpse King, which had shrunk to the size of a normal human, Yu Jun stood like a stone statue, allowing the degree of infection above his head to continue to increase.

His brows were furrowed as he tried to think about what he had missed.

Looking back on the entire process of clearing the dungeon, he always felt a vague sense of disharmony.

Squatting down and carefully feeling around on the Blood Corpse King's body, Yu Zhun quickly found a pocket watch on his chest.

Opening the blood-stained pocket watch, a photo of a couple was embedded on the cover of the pocket watch. The husband's facial features were about 80% similar to the Blood Corpse King's hideous facial features at this moment.

Is this a photo of the Blood Corpse King and his wife when he was alive?
The words that the blood corpse captain of the guard murmured after being defeated echoed in his mind.

"That man is a lunatic. He even killed his own wife."

"In front of everyone..."

"One hammer... and another hammer..."

"We... shouldn't judge him."

“We did something wrong…”

The first three sentences are obviously referring to the Blood King with a Hammer, the boss of this dungeon who killed his wife with a hammer before he died.

But what do the last two sentences mean, which obviously conflict with the previous ones?
Why should we not judge?

Scenes from the copy flashed through Yu Zhun’s mind.

Blood corpse...

Blood Corpse King...

The gallows...

Yes! The gallows!
Yu Zhun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned his head to look at the collapsed gallows, vaguely grasping the key to the problem.

If the Blood Corpse King died on the gallows...

Why does it appear with a gallows on its head?

Who would put something they hate on their head?
Unless...the one hanged on the gallows is not him!

The one being judged is not the Blood Corpse King!

Yu Zhun's pupils shrank slightly, and a sobbing murmur echoed in his mind.

"Why kill him? What did he do wrong..."

Like a loud thunderclap, the last cloud of confusion was cleared away. A chill rushed from the soles of Yu Zhun's feet straight to the top of his head, making him shiver.

The strategy of Hanlong Guild is not correct!

Leaving the Blood Corpse King at his feet, Yu Jun activated [Fast Step] and returned along the way he came at the fastest speed. Finally, he arrived at the long-abandoned street and saw the intact and clean shop again.

A complicated look flashed across his eyes, which turned into determination after a moment, and he walked in step by step.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was another knock on the door, but this time no one answered.

Yu Zhun walked straight into the empty store, lifted the curtain separating the store from the backyard, and stepped into the backyard.

There is only a dry well in the quiet backyard.

"Dry well..." Yu Zhun stepped forward, put one hand on the edge of the well, and looked into the deep and bottomless wellhead.

"How can there be water in a dry well?"

He murmured softly, then a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he jumped down the well without hesitation.

"Boom-"

After descending about dozens of meters, Yu Zhun felt his feet touching the ground again.

This is a scarlet space.

In the very center of the space there is a wooden coffin. A little boy of four or five years old is sitting on the ground with his back against the coffin and his hands on his knees.

Unlike normal children, this little boy has a strange skin color as red as blood, which is weird and makes people feel uneasy. As Yu Zhun arrived, the little boy stood up calmly and looked back at him.

"How did you find out there was something wrong with the well?"

"There must be detoxifying herbs next to the snake's nest." Yu Zhun slowly raised the dagger and pointed it at the other party, "And the well water is the only thing in the Bloody City that can eliminate the infection."

"I see…"

The little boy showed a look of realization, and put one hand on the coffin, "After all, I still can't let my mother rest in peace..."

"Mother?" Yu Zhun frowned slightly, looked at the coffin, and suddenly said, "The Blood Corpse King is your father..."

“I don’t have a father like that!!!”

Before Yu Zhun could finish his words, the little boy's expression suddenly turned hideous, he roared angrily, stood up and walked towards Yu Zhun step by step.

"I was born with this weird appearance. People in the town hate me and fear me. They say I am unlucky and a disaster." The little boy clenched his fists tightly, with deep hatred in his eyes.

"My mother and Grandma Liu were the only ones who treated me sincerely and didn't care about my appearance. They were the only warmth in my hellish life."

"I thought that if I just endured a little more and didn't care what other people thought, everything would be fine one day."

"But they want to wipe out even such a small wish!"

"There is a plague in the city. They say I brought it and that if they kill me the plague will go away."

"They wanted to take me to the gallows for trial, but my mother stood in front of me and wouldn't let them take me away."

The little boy put away his ferocious expression, leaving only indifference in his eyes.

"That man was an alcoholic and rude. Every time he got drunk, he would hysterically beat and scold me and my mother, saying that because of me, he couldn't hold his head up in front of other people."

A trace of sarcasm appeared on the little boy's face. "In order to raise his head in front of others and distance himself from us, he beat his mother to death with a workman's hammer in front of the gallows."

"Just like that, one hammer... and another hammer..." The little boy imitated the motion of swinging the hammer in his memory and laughed hysterically.

"So, you put a gallows on his head." Yu Zhun said slowly, "Let the people in the whole city become bloody corpses without reason."

The little boy's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at Yu Zhun dimly and suddenly showed a ferocious smile, "It's very suitable, isn't it?"

"Okay." Yu Zhun nodded slightly, and then pointed to the infection bar above his head. "If conditions permit, I might be able to talk to you again, but I'm sorry that my time is limited."

"So, let's show the blood bar."

The little boy was silent for a moment, then spoke softly.

"I don't actually want to kill you, but your appearance will disrupt the peace between me and my mother."

"So I'm sorry."

"You drank the well water, it's time to pay the price."

[You have been eroded by a huge amount of blood-red power, infection degree +40, your current infection degree is: 89]

[You have obtained debuff: Physical attack, magic attack -89%]

Yu Zhun: “?”

Are you being a scoundrel?
The little boy's aura suddenly became terrifying.

[Blood Demon (Lv25)]

【Attributes:
Life: 120000
Mana: 10000
Physical Attack: 3000
Magic attack: 3000
Physical Defense: 1000
Magic Defense: 1000】

[Skill 1 (Blood Sacrifice): Immediately restore 20% of health]

[Skill 2 (Blood Absorption): 100% of the target's health reduction is converted into your own health recovery value]

[Skill 3 (Blood Robe): For every 1% of life lost, increase physical and magical defense by 1%]

Yu Zhun: “???”

After seeing the three skills, he was so angry that he almost laughed.

No...are you really a scoundrel?
(End of this chapter)