I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Rezer's lips twitched as he was stared at by Lisa Brenner's undisguisedly suspicious and scrutinizing gaze. He gave a low snort and turned his head away, not wanting to argue with a woman.

What's wrong with him? He's a guy who's cultivated the path of the mind, reaching an incredible level of transcending illusions. Whose mind is as pure, clean, and powerful as his?!

Since Esther and Reiji are of the same mind despite being in different bodies, they naturally sensed their master's displeasure and unhappiness.

So, seemingly with a sense of righteous indignation on behalf of her master, she glanced again at Lisa Brenner and the black cloud beneath her bottom, and continued:

"Only those with many impure thoughts and impure minds can sit steadily on the black clouds. My brother and I certainly can't sit on them. Generally, these clouds are used by ordinary people or people with evil hearts."

"..."

When Lisa Brenner heard this answer, her face was initially stunned, then slowly darkened, her eyes twitched, and her forehead exploded into a crossroads.

With a forced smile on her face, she looked at Lei Zhe, who had turned his head away and was whistling, refusing to look at her. Her clenched fists showed that she really wanted to hit him.

You son of a bitch, you're saying I'm extremely impure, huh? You're actually implying something about me?!

Lisa couldn't bring herself to be angry with the cute and innocent little Esther, so she could only grit her teeth and glare at Rezer and the dark clouds beneath her.

The dark, swirling colors seemed to be saying, "Lisa Brenner, you are not pure. If you were pure, you would have fallen long ago. How could you be sitting so steadily?"

Lisa Brenner, with her face now completely black, inexplicably seemed to match the dark clouds beneath her in a unique way.

Meanwhile, the witch and the priest were also slowly and coincidentally strolling in a certain direction.

"Hmph, hmph hmph, hmph, hmph hmph~~~~ Hey, look at me, Father, don't I look like a fairy from a Dvořák opera?"

Humming a cheerful tune, the alluring and seductive Anna walked along, stopping at the fountain to play in the cold water. She then stood exaggeratedly beside the fountain, laughing at the priest who was approaching from behind.

"...In short, young women should not play in the fountain." The priest, his thin face showing helplessness, advised the laughing Anna, "That's very inappropriate."

The two pairs of serpentine eyes in the cosmos are watching all this, and through their sense of touch, they are also driving all the ominous stars and generals toward the boundary of destiny.

The whole drama is about to begin, yes, on the day of divine wrath.

P.S.: Please vote and recommend! I'm sorry for the late update; here's 9700 words. The only way I can compensate for the lateness is by increasing the word count...

Chapter Fifty-Five: Let's begin tonight's Grand Gugnol horror show!

Meanwhile, under the German night sky, the city of Berlin was gradually tinged with an ominous crimson hue.

Meanwhile, in a dark corner, a pair of armed men with submachine guns seemed to be chasing something, with a police dog on a leash leading the way.

The scenery on the street was changing rapidly. The area leading to the slums was already harsh, let alone the fact that they were tracking down criminals.

The dirty and chaotic dim environment was illuminated by rows of streetlights. Along the narrow but relatively clean road were dilapidated bungalows or unfinished buildings.

"Woof woof—!!"

Suddenly, the police dogs became agitated and started barking wildly, and the more than twenty soldiers raised their guns with alert expressions.

Even they could smell the strong stench of blood ahead, where the police dogs were barking, and they moved forward cautiously and slowly once again.

The pungent, acrid smell that filled the air made the soldiers even more nervous, and their pupils involuntarily constricted.

Because what lay ahead was a scene beyond description: scattered pieces of clothing, torn flesh, shattered bones, filth gushing from human bodies, and dark red blood spread across the ground.

The remains of seven people, completely impossible to reassemble, were scattered haphazardly in this alley, creating a shockingly bloody scene.

Further ahead, the soldiers also vaguely spotted a pair of scarlet flashes, rising and falling in the shadows.

Upon closer inspection, he was a young man with messy, pale white short hair, and his eyebrows and skin also had an unnatural paleness.

The other person was crouching on the ground, his face, especially around his mouth, stained with a lot of blood, as he rose from the corpse in front of him, which had turned into a desiccated corpse.

The sharp fangs seemed to gleam coldly even in the darkness, and the scarlet eyes were something no normal human should possess. The other party raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and even licked his fingers and the blood at the corner of his mouth with lingering satisfaction.

The scene, resembling a ghoul or vampire from a mythical legend, stunned the arriving soldiers, even sending chills down their spines.

The white-haired youth in the darkness was wearing a tattered gray trench coat. Underneath the coat, besides two thin chains that were inexplicably wrapped around his body, he was wearing equally worn trousers and leather shoes, but nothing else.

The other person stood there naked in the cold, dark night, showing no sign of discomfort. On the contrary, they seemed to be enjoying the pleasure brought by the darkness and the blood.

"this--!!"

Looking at the creature in front of them, which had human-like features but felt like a wild beast, the centaurs recovered from their initial daze.

He pointed his gun at the white-haired youth who had nowhere to hide in the alley, and his trembling hands instinctively fired a shot.

"Bam—!"

"...what?"

A lazy voice, like someone who had just finished eating, came from behind. The white gauze, which had just been stained with blood, was wrapped around the white-haired youth's arm and was raised at some point, with a deformed bullet held between his index finger and thumb.

He turned his head and fixed his fierce gaze on the soldiers who had blocked the alley entrance.

His appearance and gaze were like those of someone looking at a walking pig, the kind of look one has when eyeing prey.

Stiff, their entire bodies stiffened. The squad of soldiers faced this young man as if he were a monster above them on the food chain; even their weapons could not give them a sense of security.

However, the young man's gaze came and went quickly.

"Tsk, be glad I'm full, you pigs. I'm not going to mess with you anymore tonight."

With that, he turned his back and swaggered into the shadows at the other end of the alley.

"Fire! Fire now!! We can't let him get away!!"

Even when facing such a monster, the captain of the team mustered his courage at the last moment and immediately gave the order to fire.

The others immediately turned their attention to the young man with his back to them and began to concentrate their fire on the narrow alley, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Da da da da da—!"

A barrage of firepower poured forth, bullets powerful enough to riddle a person with holes, hurtling straight toward the young man.

"Tsk, you bunch of pigs!"

Just as the bullet was about to strike the young man, a dark red, unidentified energy suddenly appeared on his body, carrying a strong smell of blood and an ominous aura. His figure then turned into a blurry phantom.

That was a characteristic of high-speed movement; the other party cursed as bullets whizzed by.

He didn't want to cause trouble and kill anyone in the first place, and he didn't kill these soldiers because he knew he was being watched recently.

He had originally planned to keep a low profile and lay low for a while, but now, seeing these guys who were willing to take action even out of fear of him, he realized that the higher-ups might really be taking him seriously.

Although he's currently under intense attack, the man doesn't see himself as the hunted; he lacks that kind of critical thinking.

"Don't let him get away! Chase after him! He's a dangerous element who has betrayed the international order; he must be killed!!"

The man, who had already jumped onto the roof and started running, heard the arrogant words of the soldiers behind him and sneered disdainfully.

Run away? Him? They think I've run away just because they can't catch a glimpse of me? Would I run away because of a bunch of pigs like you?

Rebellion against the country? Ha, spouting utter nonsense, you army lackey!

"Pfft! Pfft—!"

The sounds of blood splattering and flesh being torn apart rang out in an instant, and the previous gunshots and shouts fell silent as the soldiers were turned into pieces in a single round.

Yes, plus a police dog.

The young man had no concept of escape in his mind; he was simply looking for an opportunity to wipe out these army lackeys in one fell swoop.

The soldiers, completely lured into the enemy's trap, became victims of this man dressed like a street thug.

Although it was a surprise attack, his counterattack method and extraordinary physical abilities alone clearly demonstrate that this monstrous man possesses a talent for violence.

They are very accustomed to it, act without hesitation, and feel no guilt whatsoever when they commit violence against others.

"Hmph, this is really absurd. I have done quite a few things, but I don't remember having any connection with your Gestapo."

The disdainful young man stepped on the blood-soaked corpses, and looking at the soldiers' uniforms and insignia, he smacked his lips as if he felt annoyed and displeased.

Just as he claimed to have committed many crimes, there is no doubt that he has accumulated a considerable amount of misdeeds.

However, the man now seems somewhat dissatisfied with being pursued.

"Rebel against the country? Could it be that? Some officer was seduced and killed by a prostitute these past few days... I think his name was Dillewanger?"

The man stroked his chin thoughtfully. He knew he and the other vile beings had been misunderstood. Finally, with an extremely annoyed and fierce expression, he glared at the corpse at his feet, spat at it, and muttered a curse under his breath:

"How stupid! I didn't do that. I have no interest in taking action against military lackeys. You guys have the wrong person and you're chasing after them so enthusiastically, aren't you!?"

As if venting his anger, he stomped on the soldier's head and crushed it.

Seeing this disgusting and bloody scene, the white-haired youth's bloodshot eyes flickered slightly. Without the slightest repulsion, he laughed out loud with great pleasure.

Then he fixed his gaze on one of the "corpses" beside him, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and kicked it directly.

Bang-!

"Ugh... Ah!!"

The man, who had been thought to be a corpse, let out a painful groan as his body slammed into the wall, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the wall behind him.

This demonstrates the immense power of that attack; only now, the sole survivor, has come to realize its extraordinary nature, which he could never hope to match.

"Oh, you're still alive? Impressive." The young man looked at the officer, who was now like a dead dog with broken bones all over his body, and sneered. He said, "Soldiers are indeed tough. Well, this is your reward."

He picked up the pistol and pressed it against the guy's chin, saying with a grin.

"I've heard you're all heartless and cold-blooded bastards. So even if you go back, the result will be the same, right?"

"...Please...spare..."

Faced with the tearful plea for mercy, the man remained indifferent and simply pronounced the death sentence in a cold and pleasant voice.

"Bye, uh, Captain? Compared to being beheaded for dereliction of duty, dying in the line of duty will at least get you a promotion, right? That way, your wife and kids can rest easy in the future."

"Goodnight, Uncle~"

Bang!

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, then, as if he had already forgotten about the poor fellow, he sighed and stood up.

"...Hmph, but this is really troublesome. I wonder which idiot did it. I can't stand it if I get it wrong again. If that's the case, I might as well find that guy and kill him directly."

—At that very moment.

"Ughh ...

A bloodcurdling scream came from not far away, sounding even more painful than being killed by him.

“…Tsk.”