"Isn't it utterly despairing?"
At that, Jietisikoki bared his teeth in a sneer, his laughter sinister, smug, and arrogant.
Yet even after learning that the Butcher Hunter possessed such grotesquely overpowered means, not the slightest hint of fear appeared in the Bloodsmith Hunter's eyes.
Then, Ye Chen's inner voice once again rang through Jietisikoki's mind, firm and forceful.
It won't. End. Like this.
No matter how many times you knock me down—
I will always be reborn.
Until I kill you, you beast, completely—!
Hearing this, Jietisikoki laughed even more wildly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Looks like that family's sudden deaths really drove you mad~"
"But here's the question, Ye Chen."
"Why should these insignificant insects make you so furious?"
"Just because that old man and those two children looked pitiful?"
"Just because you lived with them for a few days, so you really came to think of yourself as part of their family?"
"Ri. Dic. U. Lous—!"
"Ye Chen, have you forgotten how many people I've killed?"
"To me, they're nothing more than a set of numbers!"
"When all is said and done, that family of old, weak, sick, and crippled people was merely one among the vast sea of people beneath my blade!"
"And there are tens of millions more who share their fate!"
"All of this was nothing more than my everyday entertainment in the past!"
"Didn't you understand that long ago?"
Jietisikoki laughed with brazen self-righteousness:
"Then why are you getting so enraged now!?"
On the surface, his words seemed to be advising Ye Chen to calm down. In truth, they were like tons of fuel being poured viciously into Ye Chen's already blazing heart, instantly making the blood-red color in his eyes grow thousands upon thousands of times denser.
Kill you.
*Kill you kill