"..."
"How."
"How did this happen?"
Jietisikoki stared blankly as he reached up to touch the face that should have been blown apart, only to find intact skin beneath his palm.
"Wasn't I already dead?"
"Didn't I successfully blow my own head apart with a single shot?"
"But... why?"
"Why have I now returned to my own 'Spirit Realm'...?"
"Why?"
"Now..."
"Is he standing before me again?"
The sudden reversal left the Butcher Hunter completely dumbfounded.
He had most certainly activated Blood Touch, Mortal Flesh, most certainly weakened his body's defenses, and most certainly fired a shot that blew apart his own head, his fatal weak point.
And yet, what Jietisikoki simply could not believe was—
At this very moment, he had actually come back!
The Butcher Hunter, who had tried to end everything through suicide, had only just stepped into the world of death when some mysterious force dragged him back out!
Even his physical body had returned to normal, completely unscathed!
Faced with such an absurd situation, the Butcher Hunter looked up in stunned disbelief at the Bloodsmith Hunter standing motionless before him, then lowered his gaze in utter confusion toward the flesh-and-blood body that should have already breathed its last.
Then, a vast mass of black, viscous Abyss sludge flooded Jietisikoki's vision.
Slish, slish, slish.
Watching those disgusting creatures undulate and squirm beneath his skin, Jietisikoki remained dazed for a moment before finally awakening completely to the horrifying reality before him.
There was no doubt about it—he had absolutely succeeded in killing himself just now.
It had happened in the blink of an eye!
An instant, painless death of the brain!
For Jietisikoki, it had been the ultimate taunt he had offered Ye Chen at the very end of his life!
Yet just as his foot had