"O-our army will be here any moment."
The deputy trembled as he threatened him.
Old Ninth raised an eyebrow, looking as though he faced a formidable enemy. "Thanks for the reminder. Let's hurry, then. Come on, who's dying first?"
The deputy looked utterly bewildered.
He simply couldn't understand how Old Ninth's mind worked.
Old Ninth swept everything off the command table and patted its surface.
"Come on, lie down. I just sharpened my chainsaw. It's really sharp. It won't hurt a bit."
"You sick freak!" Mitsui lost it and roared.
His figure split into three.
In an instant, they slashed at Old Ninth from three directions.
"Have a taste of my Cloning Technique, Chinaman! Can you tell which one's my real body?"
Clang!
A crisp metallic clash rang out.
Old Ninth looked up in bewilderment at the Mitsui directly before him. "Why would I bother? You can't even get through my defenses."
"How about... I lend you my chainsaw? Do you know how to use one?"
Old Ninth's chainsaw had killed so many people that its chain had turned black.
Although it couldn't compare to a Wasteland Artifact, it showed faint signs of evolving into one.
"Watch out behind you!"
As Mitsui stood dazed, the deputy's startled cry rang out.
Before Mitsui could react, a machete pierced his chest.
"How... is that possible?"
Mitsui turned his head in disbelief and saw Xiang Lintian's face.
Someone who had been burned to charcoal had actually come back to life?
And had stabbed straight through him from behind.
"Impossible..."
Mitsui's psychological defenses collapsed completely.
What the hell was this resurrection business?
Unfazed, Old Ninth handed his chainsaw to the deputy. "Sorry for the trouble. Hold this for me."
The deputy's legs went weak, and he was so frightened that tears spilled out.
"Are