Hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes widened, his face froze, and his breathing stopped.
At that moment, an utterly terrifying thought, like a demon lurking beneath the water, burst into the young man's mind in one breath, sending a fierce, bone-chilling coldness down his spine!
Thus, staring in disbelief, Ye Chen murmured in a shaken voice:
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"Could it be that the resurrection mechanism your Life-Stealing Cleaver grants you..."
"Is tied to the total number of people you've killed?"
Jietisikoki's lips curled high, his twisted smile like that of a devil, as he slowly nodded at Ye Chen.
"Cor. Rect. An. Swer."
Ye Chen involuntarily sucked in a cold breath and pressed on in a trembling voice:
"What... is the ratio?"
Wearing that devilish smile, Jietisikoki calmly answered:
"One. To. One."
At this, Ye Chen's face instantly turned ashen. It felt as if his heart had suddenly been shoved off a cliff, and even his spine, once straight as a pine, lost some of its strength.
"Whenever I use the Life-Stealing Cleaver to kill someone, the victim's flesh is absorbed and devoured by this Labyrinth Relic, granting me one chance to be reborn after death."
"That is this cleaver's relic ability, one that overturns all common sense."
"Of course, the targets are limited to 'people'—only 'humans' or other 'alien races.'"
Still smiling, Jietisikoki flicked his wrist. As he swung the dark-red cleaver in his hand, reeking of blood, he continued explaining to Ye Chen.
"And then, counting from the moment I obtained this Labyrinth Relic, the exact total number of people I have killed in my life is..."
"1,062,795 people------!"
"That is to say..."
"Subtracting the one time you killed me with that sneak attack earlier, I still have 1,062,794 resurrection chances left------!"
"Oh, heavens, Ye Chen!"
"That is an unbelievably