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chapter 113 dimensional inflation (jihan's first glitch)
Jihan coughed, spewing a clump of blood that immediately stained Valakor's gray suit. The tip of the liquid razor from the Executioner's arm was still embedded in Jihan's stomach, pinning his old body to the rocky ground.However, not a single groan of pain escaped the middle-aged-looking young man's mouth. Jihan actually smirked widely. In his left hand, a pulsing deep purple crystal, Valakor's dimensional Core, was gripped tightly."Give that back, you fucking porter!" Valakor screamed in a panic. His elegant bureaucratic voice shattered, replaced by a hysterical shriek like a rat caught in a trap.The paper-bag-faced man tried to pull his razor arm to tear Jihan's intestines deeper. But Jihan wouldn't let him. Jihan's right hand, encased in the pitch-black Parasite Cast, gripped Valakor's razor arm with the force of a hydraulic press, locking his enemy's movements absolutely."You want this?" Jihan looked at the purple crystal in his left hand, then stared at Valakor with his empty
chapter 112 confrontation of the branch executioner
The silent footsteps landing on the dusty ground were practically inaudible. Valakor, the Field Executioner Head of the Abyss Branch, dropped down from the mining cliff like a falling dry leaf. Not a speck of dust billowed up. His landing was far too perfect, too elegant for a place as filthy as this.The paper-bag-faced man stood tall, adjusting his tie. "You are really making my workload pile up, Jihan," Valakor said. His voice echoed from behind the brown paper bag, cold and deeply bureaucratic. "Killing a fellow defaulting client will not reduce your total bill by a single cent."Jihan stared at Valakor with his lethal, pitch-black eyes. His left hand secretly reached into his jacket pocket, making sure the glass vial containing the Tears of Abyssβthe antidote for Lunaβwas safe in there. If he tried to run now, Valakor would definitely chase him to the edge of hell. His speed as a fifty-year-old grandpa would never outrun an executioner of Valakor's caliber.The only way out was t
chapter 111 trash reunion at the bottom of hell
Jihan chuckled. His laugh was hoarse, dry, and sounded incredibly cynical amidst the deafening roar of the mining machinery.He leaned casually behind a jagged stone pillar, peeking from a distance. His eyes glared sharply at the iron stage where the overseer stood. Bagas's current form was truly ridiculous. Half of his body was still human, wearing the tight Death Bank uniform, but pitch-black bone spikes grew from his left shoulder down to his back. The face that was once so arrogant when leading the Elite Hunter guild on Earth now looked like a sleep-deprived, mangy dog."You really died and left behind debt, Gas? Damn, I thought you were rich on Earth," Jihan muttered, rubbing his rough jaw.Jihan stepped out of his hiding place. His old boots stepped on the gravel intentionally, making a crunching sound loud enough to draw attention."Hey! You bastard overseer!" Jihan yelled, his voice echoing through the noisy crater. "The way you whip people is still the same as before. Trashy
chapter 110 the village of debt slaves
Jihan's breath rattled like a diesel engine running out of oil. His lungs felt like they were filled with broken glass, and his old heart beat with a painful rhythm every time his boots hit the steep rocky path.On his back, Luna felt lighter, but her breathing was getting shallower. Cold sweat the size of corn kernels poured down her forehead, dripping onto Jihan's collar."Hold on, Luna," Jihan muttered, his voice hoarse and broken by his own heavy breathing. "I promise we are almost there. Do you hear me? Do not close your eyes.""Grandpa, it is so cold, it hurts so much," Luna groaned softly, her voice barely a whisper in the wind."I know. Do not fall asleep. Damn it, if you dare fall asleep, I will throw you off this cliff!" Jihan snapped harshly, even though his hands actually tightened their grip on her thighs to keep her from slipping.A transparent blue screen suddenly blinked in front of Jihan's face.[System Warning: Cardiac load reaching critical limits. Potential heart f
chapter 109 campfire symphony
Gravity vanished, replaced by the stomach-churning sensation of an endless freefall. The pitch-black void swallowed them whole. The wind roared in Jihan's ears as he plummeted into the dark chasm. He didn't panic. Panic was a luxury he couldn't afford.With his right arm still clutching Luna tightly against his chest, Jihan gritted his teeth and thrust his left hand forward. The broken steel sword in his grip sparked violently as it scraped against the jagged rocky wall of the abyss."Hold on tight, Luna!" Jihan roared over the rushing wind.He jammed the broken blade deep into a thick fissure in the cliffside. The abrupt halt nearly ripped his left shoulder out of its socket. The muscles in his aged arm screamed in pure agony, but his grip remained absolute. Using their downward momentum, Jihan swung their bodies like a pendulum, crashing them heavily into a narrow, hidden crevice carved into the side of the cliff.They tumbled onto the hard stone floor. Far above them, the teleporta
chapter 108 valakor, the suites hunting dog
The dim light of the greenish campfire flickered, casting long, eerie shadows across the walls of the giant skull cave.Jihan stood completely still. His left hand gripped the hilt of his broken steel sword so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His pitch-black eyes locked onto the tall, lanky figure standing at the cave entrance.The man wore a pristine, pinstriped gray suit. His leather shoes were spotless, completely untouched by the ash and mud outside. In his right hand, he carried a sleek, black leather briefcase. However, the most disturbing part of his appearance was his head. A crumpled brown paper bag covered his face entirely. There were no eye holes. There were no breathing slits. Yet, the man seemed to look directly into Jihan's soul."Who the hell are you?" Jihan hissed quietly. His voice sounded like grinding gravel.The man tilted his head slightly, causing the paper bag to crinkle. "I apologize for my lack of manners. My name is Valakor. I am the Field Executioner
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