Jietisikoki abruptly turned his head, looking once more at the burning dried corpse still advancing toward him step by step. Then, in a deliberately contemptuous tone, he hissed a mocking laugh at it.
"I know what you're planning to do------!"
"I know those twisted urges in your heart------!"
"I know you want me to experience the pain of those lowly rabble over and over again------!"
"But unfortunately."
"I'm never giving you that chance------------------------------!"
With that, Jietisikoki flicked his wrist and suddenly drew an antique-style sawed-off shotgun from inside his trench coat!
This unremarkable man-made weapon naturally posed not the slightest threat to a Bloodsmith Hunter with an "Undying Body"!
However, for Jietisikoki himself, who held it—
It was more than enough for suicide!
At the sight of Jietisikoki's movement, Ye Chen's body suddenly faltered. His stepping foot immediately pressed down with tremendous force, clearly trying to speed up, but his severe exhaustion left him unable to do so. To Jietisikoki's eyes, he was still moving as slowly as a turtle.
"Puhahahaha------!"
"Ye Chen, you move like a crippled old man------!"
"There's no way you can catch up to the gun in my hand------!"
Jietisikoki waved the shotgun as he shrieked with laughter at Ye Chen.
"My sins tower to the heavens, unforgivable and deserving of ten thousand deaths------!"
"But so what------!"
"In the end, I can still close my eyes and die a quick, painless death------!"
"The Hidden Realm civilizations I wiped out, the hunter knights I killed, the ordinary civilians I chopped to pieces—"
"Compared to all the despair they suffered while alive."
"My end is still countless times more comfortable than theirs------!"
"And that's precisely the outcome you fear most, isn't it, you little brat who longs to uphold justice------------------!"
Blood-red tears streamed from Jietisikoki's eyes as he