People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 142 Dimensional Slash

The humming sound of the chainsaw idling made the group feel uncomfortable.

When the chainsaw missed its target, a rare look of bewilderment and astonishment flashed across the man's face, hidden behind the human skin mask.

Just minutes before, he was clumsily processing ingredients in the slaughterhouse.

If he's slow or makes a mess of the house, his brother will definitely hit him hard on the head with a broom and curse him as a useless idiot.

He was very afraid of being beaten, so he always worked very hard.

Until they heard a noise coming from the front door.

A stranger has broken in.

He hates strangers because strangers always make his brothers angry, and when his brothers are angry, they punish him.

He assumed this would be another instance, adding fresh, good meat to his treasure chest, just like always.

But this time, things seemed to have taken him by surprise.

The ingredients he had chosen were kicked away by someone.

He turned to look at the person who had kicked his companion away.

The other person was also watching him silently.

Suren gripped the Asura Blade and flicked it with his thumb.

With a "click," the long blade was drawn.

Leather face.

Stripped of the horror movie filter, the other person is just an ordinary person with intellectual disabilities.

His right hand gripped the hilt of the knife.

Leatherface seemed to sense the threat as well. He roared and pulled the chainsaw again, bringing it down on Suren's head.

"Ah!! Suren! Get out of the way!"

Behind her, Sally's desperate screams rang out.

She instinctively closed her eyes, unable to bear watching the horrific scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"laugh"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Leatherface's forward momentum abruptly halted, the chainsaw in his hand snapped and fell to the ground with a clatter, the high-speed blade slicing through the wooden floor.

The stitched human skin mask on his face split in two, revealing a bewildered expression beneath.

The next second, a thin red line appeared, running from his forehead down to his groin.

"Bang!"

Leatherface's body was split in two, crashing to the floor one in front of the other.

At this moment, as if realizing what was happening, the blood gushed out and spread across the floor.

Sally opened her eyes when she heard the noise and witnessed this bloody scene.

She covered her mouth tightly, her stomach convulsing.

"vomit"

She looked at Suren, who had already sheathed his sword, and then at the corpse with its entrails spilled all over the ground. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and leaned against the door frame to vomit.

Jerry, who had been knocked down by Suren, sat slumped on the ground with a dazed expression.

It wasn't until half of Leatherface's corpse crashed down on him that he belatedly began to frantically kick and shrink back.

He stared at the blood and scattered organs on the ground: "You—you killed him?!"

Suren ignored the other person and walked to the leather-faced man's body, squatting down to observe him.

Let alone ordinary people, even a high-ranking demon wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from him now.

But what intrigued him was why, unlike Miles, no demon crawled out of Leatherface's corpse this time.

Didn't the evil sorcerer's group conduct experiments here?

Sally, suppressing her stomach discomfort, leaned against the wall and walked over, her face pale.

She looked at Suren, who was squatting on the ground, and asked tremblingly, "What—what are you looking at?"

Suren didn't turn around, but suddenly asked, "Do you think there are demons in this world?"

"demon?"

Sharon was taken aback, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Sheron, don't joke around. That kind of thing—isn't it just something made up in the movies?"

"Let's get out of here quickly! What if he has other accomplices?"

Suren stood up and helped her up as well.

"You all go back to that old house and wait for me. I'll take another look."

He remembered that in the original story, Leatherface did not live alone.

He also has several older brothers with twisted personalities, and a father who is half-dead.

Leatherface had the lowest status in the family and was often bullied by his brothers.

His acts of killing were mostly due to coercion from them.

Now that I'm here today, the whole family should be together.

Suren stepped over the corpse and went into the kitchen.

The broth was bubbling and simmering in the cooking pot, with bits of meat floating on top.

The layout of the first floor is not complicated. Apart from the kitchen and living room, there is only one room that resembles a slaughterhouse.

In the center of the room stood a huge metal table, covered with dried bloodstains and scraps of meat that hadn't been cleaned up.

In the corner, there were several large freezers.

Sally, mustering her courage, followed them in and curiously lifted the lid of the freezer to take a look.

It was stuffed with pieces of cut meat.

"Damn it!"

When she saw what was in the freezer, she instantly understood what it was, and her stomach, which had just calmed down, churned up again.

The second floor.

This is basically where people live.

In one of the rooms, there were two chairs.

An old man, thin as a rake, was lying in a rocking chair by the window, swaying and looking at the scenery outside.

"There are still people here?"

Sally exclaimed in surprise when she saw this.

She stepped forward to see if the old man needed help.

When she got closer, she realized that the old man's face was covered in white powder and his eyes were white, making him look like a clown who had just come out of a circus.

Beside the old man's rocking chair sat a female skeleton that had turned to white bones.

"Make way."

Suren's calm voice rang out.

Before Sally could react, a flash of cold light appeared.

The pale-faced old man sitting in the rocking chair, along with the rocking chair beneath him, was instantly cleaved in two by a single stroke.

"ah!!"

Sally witnessed this brutal scene, screamed and ran out of the room, overwhelmed by a strong sense of unease and fear.

She and Jerry looked at each other, completely bewildered as to why Suren would so cruelly kill a defenseless, dying old man.

This is even more cruel than that masked butcher from before!

Just as they were gripped by fear and doubt.

A disgusting, slimy sound could be heard coming from the old man's body.

The two felt the temperature of the surrounding air drop sharply, and a chill ran up from the soles of their feet.

An unidentified object covered in tentacles crawled out of the old man's corpse.

Moreover, its tentacles were inserted into the old man's corpse, constantly supplying it with nutrients.

"So it was hidden here?"

Suren raised an eyebrow.

He said that in a place so close to Maine, how could a witch gang not do something?

But after this demon possessed a human, it was able to get married and have children just like a normal human?

It even led to the birth of Leatherface and his brothers.

"What is this? A demon trying to integrate into human society through bloodlines?"

"roar!"

The thing let out a piercing roar, and its body began to multiply uncontrollably, soon starting to compress the ceiling above its head.

Sally and Jerry clung tightly to the railing in the hallway, watching the monster grow wildly larger.

"What the hell is this monster?!"

Jerry cursed angrily.

Suren gripped the Asura Blade tightly, his demonic power flowing within him and converging entirely into the blade.

"Zheng"

The long sword was drawn, but in the blink of an eye it was sheathed again.

From Sally's perspective, who was hiding behind him, Suren merely gripped the hilt of the knife and waved it perfunctorily; she didn't even see whether the blade was drawn.

Just as she was wondering what was going on, a "click" sound suddenly rang out.

"Pfft!"

The demon, who had just transformed, was instantly enveloped by countless crisscrossing blades of energy and shredded into minced meat in the blink of an eye!

They didn't even have the slightest power to resist.

Not only that, the terrifying blade energy continued unabated, and the walls and ceiling of the old house on the second floor were sliced open as if they were tofu.

"Boom!"

Most of the roof collapsed with a roar, and the dim, blood-red sunset shone into the house through the collapse.

Sally's mouth dropped open, her pupils wide open.

That's a real load-bearing wall!

One slash—no, just a casual wave of the hand, and half the house collapsed?!

Is this still human power?

"What kind of monster are you?!"

Jerry looked like he'd seen a ghost and yelled.

He couldn't even tell which was more terrifying, the Suren before him or the monster from before.

Suren turned her head, her white hair edged with gold in the setting sun.

He looked at the two trembling figures and said calmly, "Monster?"

"I'm just a private investigator."