377 Nothing I Won't Kill

 

The senior monster’s nails were covered in endless curse. Just the sight of it was horrifying. The monster’s nails pierced through the boy’s red clothes. They hooked through the boy’s collar but not his skin.

A large and imposing senior monster was capturing a boy in a set of pyjamas, this looked very surreal. Blood was everywhere. Curse slammed at the walls. The cracked walls hid broken limbs and meat. But under that circumstance, the scariest voice slowed down.

The woman locked onto the senior monster’s back sobbed openly when she saw the boy. She shouted at her unconscious child, “Where have you been? I’ve been looking so hard for you!”

The woman’s injured arms wrestled with the chain on her body. The Evil Soul’s blinked and the cursed chains on the senior monster’s back loosened instantly. The woman ran towards her child. She had never cried this hard even when facing death. With his nails pinching the boy’s collar, the Evil Spirit placed the boy before the woman.

Finally this was the reunion she had been waiting for. The woman opened her arms to hug her boy but when the woman got close, the boy who was unresponsive to the world suddenly lifted his head. There was no human emotion in his eyes. His small hands reached out from the sleeves and stabbed at his mother’s heart. The hands stopped 1 inch away from the woman’s chest. The boy was held back by the senior monster, he was unable to move a step forward.

“Your child is a Soul Chaser and you’re his target. The first instinct when he sees you is to kill you.” The Evil Soul stared at the distance of 1 inch and confusion flashed in his eyes. He did grab the boy’s collar but he didn’t use much strength. So technically, the boy could have crossed the distance of 1 inch quite easily. To the Evil Soul’s surprise, the boy had stopped on his own. This Soul Chaser managed to go against the order the manager had inputted in him.

Butterfly liked to toy with humanity. In its eyes, having loved ones murder each other was ‘art’. It had ordered the boy to harvest his mother’s soul but due to various factors, the boy didn’t fulfill that order. The boy was unwilling to kill his mother. Even after he became a Soul Chaser, he would not claim his mother’s heart.

The woman studied the boy before her with tears on her face. The worry that she carried for so long melted. She had so many things to tell her boy. But the boy could no longer give her any response, it was like he couldn’t even understand her.

As the woman called her boy’s name, the Evil Soul appeared to be communicating with the senior monster, “Didn’t you say all the Soul Chasers are the manager’s puppets? Aren’t they supposed to be emotionless and senseless? So why did this boy stop voluntarily? How could a puppet have their own emotion?”

“Human soul is complex? Old man, I’m helping you, I hope you won’t give me wrong information again, it will affect my assessment.” The evil gaze wandered between the mother and the boy. In the end, the Evil Soul used the cursed chains to bind the woman and her child to the monster’s back. “Stop crying! After the manager is killed, all the Soul Chasers will return to normal.”

The Evil Soul studied the woman and her child. There was something invisible between them, and that was something the Evil Soul was lacking. This was the first time he felt incomplete.

Agitation colored his madness. The Evil Soul slammed his fists repeatedly on the gamblers in Room 4034. He only stopped when the floor was cracked.

The angered senior monster and the Evil Spirit continued their rampage. Everywhere they passed, all the walls would be dyed red. The couplets shed themselves from the door.

“4044?” The corridor changed and the walls started to twist. Paper money fluttered everywhere and blood pooled on the ground. They appeared to have arrived at the edge of hell. The Evil Spirit unlocked the people on the senior monster’s back and his eyes stared at one of the rooms. A headless door guardian slowly walked out from a blood red door, he dragged a sharp guillotine knife with him.

Heavy footsteps echoed inside the corridor. Decapitated heads rolled out from behind the door. Their mouths were repeating the same thing—No passing through here!

The headless door guardian stood among the heads. It turned its body around to face the senior monster.

“That’s the door guardian you speak of?” The Evil Soul didn’t seem apprehensive. His lips cracked open to smile brilliantly. Seeing that, the door guardian lifted the guillotine blade. The human head beside him slowly morphed to take on Han Fei’s appearance. Then the face said, “I’ve already let you go once, don’t push your luck.”

Noting the face beside the door guardian, the Evil Soul chuckled, “Not everyone is supposed to have my face. Since you have used my face, then I’ll have to crack your door.” The Evil Soul’s tone was sharp and threatening. When the headless door guardian heard him, he readied his blade. The blade reflected the Evil Soul’s pale face. The 4th floor corridor started to change again. The human heads morphed and twisted, they all started to look like Han Fei. They chanted something as blood vessels crawled out from their necks to gush towards the door guardian. As the blood collected before him, the door guardian raised his arm. The blood vessels constructed a puppet of the Evil Soul. The guardian slashed the blade at the puppet’s forehead!

Large amount of yin energy exploded from the senior monster, the walls on the 4th floor caved in. Blood mist evaporated from the puppet. When the mist dispersed, the door guardian still stood where he was, but the senior monster’s arms were on the ground.

The door guardian aimed to kill the Evil Spirit but at the crucial moment, the senior monster stepped in to block the fatal blow.

Fresh blood oozed out from his forehead, dyeing half of the Evil Soul’s face. His eye opened despite the blood and he allowed the blood to flow into his mouth.

“The manager’s watchdog is so weak?” The crimson lips parted. The Evil Soul’s bloody face stared at the door guardian. He uttered, “Give me all your hatred, let me use your lineage.”

The skulls on the senior monster’s spine screamed. The hatred in his heart was unlocked. Black flames burnt through the corridor. The doors bent from the flame. The senior monster’s red eyes glowed with the shadow of the Evil Spirit. The senior monster’s lips opened and the Evil Soul’s voice spoke, “A door guardian without a head doesn’t deserve to be a guardian.”