Blood Ration

"Did you kill her?"

Ye Chen asked in a cold tone. He had long since grown used to the Clown maniacs turning on each other and slaughtering their own.

"That's right."

Taitino nodded smugly in admission.

"She wasn't going to be of any use after this anyway, so I might as well use her to fill my belly~"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow slightly at that.

His first thought was that the Clown before him had been infected by the Abyss, his appetite swelling to the point that he had lost his mind and ruthlessly murdered his companion. Yet after giving it some thought, Ye Chen sensed that something was off.

Ruilin's corpse seemed to have had only its "blood" taken away. The rest of her body, such as the flesh and skin, remained almost entirely intact. Truly Abyss-infected creatures had never been picky eaters.

"I heard you had a real lively time fighting Ruilin and Nicola two against one just now, and now I can't even spot a single obvious wound on you. You must be some tough customer sent by the Hunter Corps."

Taitino began to tease him with a grinning, flippant expression.

"But you look way too young, so I was wondering—could this appearance of yours have been altered with some kind of disguise? Like maybe you're actually some hundred-year-old geezer, just like those strange Apex Hunters?"

"Heh, no way. You think too highly of me."

After answering perfunctorily, Ye Chen probingly asked Taitino:

"I find something strange too. Since you already attacked your own companion, why did you deliberately leave her skeleton behind? There's still so much meat on it. Isn't that a waste?"

Taitino froze slightly at the question, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! It seems you've misunderstood something!"

"Don't worry, I'm not like those