"My knife! My knife! I found it!" The giant serpent's head was pieced together from different animals. It resembled both an ox and a dog, was covered in scales, and had murky pupils that looked both porcine and human.
"It was that fortune lunatic! That fortune lunatic accepted my gift and took my knife!"
Chunks of flesh slid down the stone beam, then reassembled the instant they touched the ground, forming a thick leg.
It was not yet the third watch. Gao Ming could not see the Butcher's complete form, only a "world" composed of living flesh.
"Why would the Fortune God steal our knife? There must be some misunderstanding." A shrill voice came from the mass of flesh. "Find out what happened before attacking. We just fought Lord Tang. We can't..."
Before the shrill voice could finish, the legs assembled from scraps of livestock flesh were already charging toward the wedding procession, the enormous serpent's tail dragging a long trail of blood across the ground.
"Die! Die! Die! I'll peel off your human skins and chop your souls into pieces! You're filthier than livestock!"
"Don't be rash! Find out what happened first!"
"Find out your ***!"
A heavy bone cleaver appeared in a huge hand made of livestock scraps stuck together. The enormous blade smashed down, crushing the gong-playing Joy Immortal into pulp!
It was not a clean cut. The Butcher's attack was far more brutal than a simple killing blow.
Gao Ming had been unable to see the Joy Immortals, but the moment the Butcher's blade fell, he saw a ball of candle flame burst apart on the sinister street, countless thin red threads spraying from its body.
"Kill!"
One Joy Immortal burst apart, but its red Joy Threads did not disperse. Some burrowed underground, some stuck to