Breaking Free

As Bigge crawled out of the ruins, his body swaying precariously, the Red-Eyed Man grinned. "Actually, you might as well just lie there obediently. I'll act quickly and won't let you feel any pain. Why make a futile struggle? Right now, you can barely move, let alone fight."

Bigge struggled to regain his footing. "I won't let you take over this body. Your existence is a huge threat to my friends, and I won't allow anyone to threaten them. Besides, being a chef is a noble profession. Becoming a good chef is my lifelong dream, and I won't allow anyone to tarnish it!"

"That sounds boring, so... you should just die!" The Red-Eyed Man suddenly reappeared in front of Bigge, and his dark red longsword once again burst forth with a blood-red glow.

With his internal organs severely damaged, every movement Bigge caused him excruciating pain. He even had to exert a great deal of effort to stand, let alone swing his knife to attack.

Bigge gripped his swords with both hands, struggling to block the attack. The two Godslayer clashed once more, and the crimson light instantly enveloped Bigge.

Although the Godslayer absorbed most of the attack, the intense impact Bigge's body had to endure. His hands trembled, his muscles were working to their limit, and even his bones were beginning to crack under the force of the impact. He was thrown back again, and in that instant, he realized that his body could only withstand one more attack of this magnitude before it would likely collapse completely. And then, he would face death.

"Not bad, he hasn't lost consciousness yet." A voice suddenly rang in his ears, Bigge felt a sense of foreboding. This time, the Red-Eyed Man's attack was relentless, and after landing a successful blow, he immediately closed in.

"This body of yours is mine now!" The Red-Eyed Man smirked, gripped his knife with both hands, and a blinding Red Radiance slammed down towards Bigge's chest.

Bigge only had time to hold the blade horizontally across his chest to avoid being cut in half at the waist before his body slammed violently to the ground as if hit by a cannonball.

The entire arena finally collapsed into ruins. The Red-Eyed Man landed lightly on a huge piece of rubble, his eyes fixed on the ruins, as if to confirm whether the other party was really dead.

The instant he was attacked, Bigge's sternum shattered into powder, all his internal organs were destroyed by the violent shock, and even his heart stopped beating.

Deep within the ruins, without blood supply from his heart, his body temperature began to drop rapidly, and the activity of his brain cells also decreased quickly. If he were in a hospital, he would already be a dead man, just not quite dead yet.

His brainwave activity was also getting weaker and weaker...

Deep within Bigge's Soul Space, behind a door, Bigge's soul looked up at the sky. The distant sky began to collapse, and the ground also crumbled. "Is everything about to end?"

Just then, a Black Radiance suddenly pierced through Bigge's soul gate and rushed into the world behind it. It was a long, jet-black sword, hovering less than half a meter in front of Bigge.

"Old friend, what brings you here?" Bigge quickly recognized the knife as Darkness Blade Spirit. He reached out and grasped it, immediately understanding the spirit's thoughts. "You want me to absorb your life force? No way, you'll die if you do that."

"You are the only one who can understand me, and I don't want you to be handed over to someone else after you die. I hope my existence is not just as a killing tool, but something more valuable. And now is the time for me to demonstrate my other value, so I hope you will not refuse." The message from the sword spirit was clear and firm. At the same time, Bigge give an answer, a warm energy flowed from the hilt of the sword into Bigge's body.

After an unknown amount of time, the collapsed sky and ground began to return to normal, Bigge's body also began to repair itself rapidly. His heart started beating again, the activity of his brain cells slowly returned to normal, and his muscles, internal organs, and bones all began the repair process.

The black longsword held by Bigge gradually became almost transparent until it finally shattered completely and vanished into thin air. At this moment, Bigge's body had also been fully restored to its peak condition, even stronger than before.

He rose from the ruins, his gaze growing ever more resolute.

In the center of the ruins, a crimson pillar of light shot into the sky, as Bigge proclaimed his rebirth.

The Red-Eyed Man's eyes held only mockery. "You really are an unkillable cockroach. Haven't you realized the absolute difference in strength between us?"

"I suddenly realized that I made a mistake before. All I could think about was how to stop you, because subconsciously I believed that you were the most violent version of me, the most powerful version of me, the invincible version of me. But now, I'm going to prove you're not, because I'm going to kill you!" Bigge's voice was firm and fearless.

He drew his sword and walked step by step toward the Red-Eyed Man, without any fancy footwork or long-range Red Radiance attacks. With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.

The Red-Eyed Man stared at Bigge's performance with utter astonishment. He felt that Bigge was a completely different person. If Bigge's previous performance was merely that of an excellent swordsman, then Bigge now was practically an emperor wielding the power of life and death.

As Bigge's aura intensified, the Red-Eyed Man trembled inwardly, feeling the terrifying, almost tangible power emanating from him. He looked up and even vaguely saw a phantom. It was an emperor clad in black armor, silently seated on a throne forged from countless longswords, a blood-red blade gripping his hand, its edge faintly marked with blood...

It wasn't until Bigge stood before the red -Red-Eyed Man that the man snapped out of his daze. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his knees trembled slightly. Though he was an unparalleled Asura, he too had to lower his proud head before an invincible emperor.

"It's over." Bigge paused briefly in front of the Red-Eyed Man before passing him, his deep voice echoing through the air.

The Red-Eyed Man was somewhat puzzled. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bigge's longsword being sheathed. "He's already drawn his sword?"

With this question in mind, the Red-Eyed Man tossed his head high into the air, and his body collapsed to the ground in complete disarray.

"What a terrifying knife..." These were the last thoughts of the Red-Eyed Man.

Bigge stood there, his gaze calm as he watched the Red-Eyed Man's body disintegrate into fragments, and then the entire arena crumbled into pieces...

Scenes of lost memories began to flood Bigge's mind. Most of these images were bloody and grotesque, but Bigge no longer cared. He stored those memories in a quiet corner of his mind.

When Bigge found himself back in the closed tower-shaped building, now only a door remained.

Bigge's lips curled into a slight smile. "Whoever you are, thank you for what happened this time! My knot in my heart has been completely untied."

Bigge said, pushing open the door and leaving.

Outside, it was still the same bustling food market, but Bigge was no longer the same Bigge it used to be...

While Bigge was still fighting, Tagore, who was not far from Bigge, was also caught in a fierce battle.

The opponent's strength far exceeded Tagore's expectations; tens of thousands of sword beams rained down like a storm, engulfing him relentlessly. Fortunately, he shrunk his body hundreds of times in time, dodging the vast majority of the attacks. However, under such dense onslaught, Tagore still sustained several cuts.

Tagore knew very well that his opponent had held back, because two of the attacks could have directly pierced his body, but they had changed direction at the last minute, leaving only scratches.

"Wow, it can even shrink." After the first wave of attacks landed, Roland tilted his head and looked at Tagore's location. "Why don't you leave Gu Ding's team and join me?"

Tagore ignored him and pounced on Roland again.

Roland merely twitched two fingers, and a broken sword stuck in the ground beside him burst forth, hurtling towards Tagore and blocking his attack.

Tagore twisted his waist, dodging the sword attack, and continued to pounce on Roland. Roland's fingers flicked again, and the sword suddenly changed direction, curving around and stabbing towards Tagore's buttocks.

After several attempts, Tagore became somewhat anxious. His opponent's strength was clearly far beyond his own, completely controlling the rhythm of the battle, and he was being led by the nose the whole time. He finally stopped attacking and began to consider whether to use an even more ruthless forbidden move.

Just then, Roland suddenly spoke up, "Bigge, so I can let you go. But before that, you'd better revert to your original appearance."

"You killed Bigge?!" Tagore's heart skipped a beat.

"Bigge isn't dead. You'll see when you go out later." The mission was complete, and Roland didn't intend to waste any more time.

Tagore, half-believing and half-doubting, reverted to his original cat form. He wasn't worried that Roland would attack him, because even in this special combat state, he was no match for Roland, and Roland had no reason to lie to make him withdraw from combat.

After Tagore reverted to his cat form, Roland's Exclusive Domain finally dissipated completely, and he spotted Bigge, easily recognizable in the crowd, on the rooftop. He leaped onto Bigge's shoulder, saying, "Where have you been? I've been looking for you for ages, and I couldn't get through to you on the communicator."

"Sorry, I went to the restroom and was a little late. Let's continue shopping for groceries!" Bigge patted Tagore's head and smiled.

"Don't touch my head!" Tagore said. As for Bigge, he didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't ask any further questions. (To be continued.)