Such hesitation, such indecision—who would have thought it would happen to the leader of the Hunters?
To Ye Chen, none of this made any sense at all!
Then, another violent mental assault from the Abyss Consciousness immediately made Ye Chen's chest tighten, his limbs go numb, and his head spin!
"Urgh!"
Clutching his head and furrowing his brow, he knew that, as a Hunter, the moment when his consciousness vanished was drawing ever closer!
And so, unable to bear it any longer, the young man finally took the initiative to climb up from the ground!
Burning with impatience, he faced Kuize. Seeing that the other man's sword tip still rested on the ground and that he remained unmoved, the young man simply reached out and roughly seized the old man by the collar, looking as though he could hardly wait to force Kuize to kill him!
"Mr. Kuize—!"
"Do it—!"
"Stop wasting time and kill me already—aaaaaah—!"
Yet in the face of Ye Chen's nearly crazed plea for death, Kuize answered in an even tone:
"Calm down, child."
Ye Chen froze slightly at those words, before the anger and agitation within him erupted like ignited explosives!
"Calm down?"
"At a moment this urgent, how am I supposed to calm down!?"
"To the dead, to the entire world, my being alive is the greatest injustice—!"
"How can you still not understand—!?"
"If you truly care about how I feel—"
"Then—!"
"Right here, right now—!"
"Letting me die in the end as a Hunter—!"
"Is. The. True. Meaning. Of. Mercy—!"
Ye Chen screamed himself hoarse.
Then, at last, the old man's prosthetic limb moved.
But it was not the hand holding the sword.
Expressionless, the old man swung out his other arm, and its iron palm struck the young man squarely across