"As long as the lightning element exists in this world, you will never die."
"It should be easy for the world's laws to change that, right?"
"..."
"I promise, but can you really bring yourself to do it?" Order finally responded after a long silence.
His exchange with Order took only a thousandth of an instant, yet Chen Si had hesitated and agonized over it. But everything Eren had just done had made his desire to kill him grow unchecked.
He did not know whether those few years of delay had made Eren turn out this way, but Eren truly seemed to have an innate love of slaughter. It was just like when Chen Si had been in Marley and realized that he felt almost nothing after killing a million people. The feeling of deciding others' lives with a wave of his hand had indeed enthralled him for a time, but he had ultimately restrained himself. Eren, it seemed, had not.
Chen Si held his longsword as all the energy in his body began gathering at its tip.
"Eren, do you know how much you deserve to die right now?" Carried by the power of thunder, Chen Si's voice sounded almost divine, yet unbearably oppressive.
Eren flew out of the dust. His body bore some resemblance to Chen Si's, though it was still primarily built from Marcel's and Roald's bodies, with a character all his own. He stood a full forty meters tall, and he too held an enormous black-and-red sword that reeked of blood.
Eren moved first, appearing above Chen Si's head in a flash and bringing his sword down.
Chen Si raised his sword to block. The tremendous shock waves from their clash surged toward Mikasa, Armin, and the others, but he extended his free hand and dispersed