The marble coffee table was shattered to pieces.
The boss of the Fighting Hall was stomping around the room in anger, having already smashed several floor tiles, cursing at the investigator in front of him.
"The Suppressant didn’t work! How the hell did you handle this?!"
"It’s impossible, I’ve injected a sufficient dose and even checked with my ’nerves’..."
The investigator lifted his right hand, and the nerves between his palms were actually self-detaching, wriggling in the air like living things, still smeared with the skin tissue from the Death Row Inmates.
The boss and this investigator were from the same cohort and knew well each other’s efficiency; after calming down, he didn’t blame him any further.
"Could the drug have been tampered with, or does this guy have some substance in his body that can neutralize the effect of the drug?"
The investigator looked at the situation onstage, "Leaving the drug issue aside, let’s prepare to join forces to suppress this Death Row Prisoner and then postpone tonight’s match. If Mr. D dies, the earnings of the Fighting Hall will probably be cut by a large portion."
"Ugh... That’s the only way! I’ll go down personally to explain."
Just as the boss was about to stop the unfair duel, he happened to see Luo Di putting on the Pig Head.
"This guy! Don’t rush~ Let’s wait and see."
The boss, ready to enter the field, sat back down again, lighting a cigar and calmly observed the situation.
The private room where the three sisters were.
An eyeball was carefully observing the situation on the field through the glass, especially focusing on Luo Di who was wearing the Pig Head.
The team leader, feigning calmness, was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed, but in reality she was sweating profusely on her back, thanking heavens her rubber clothes were made of good sweat-absorbing material.
Especially after the team leader saw the iron chain slide out from Luo Di’s palm, thinking that he couldn’t hold back and had used Hell-related abilities.
"*cough* Eye Sister, how’s my boyfriend doing?"
The question did not get an immediate response,
Which made the team leader clench her toes together inside her boots, having already thought of an exit strategy, of how to retreat from here with Luo Di.
With each second passing, sweat secreted faster.
Just when the team leader could barely hold it together,
Eye Sister suddenly moved; her slender arm slowly lifted, giving a thumbs up.
Luo Di, with the Pig Head on, finally saw the ’Partial Spirit Body’ behind the Death Row Prisoner.
It was just a hand, a rather rough-looking middle-aged man’s palm, an incomplete palm.
There was only one middle finger remaining. For origınal chapters go to novel•fire.net
This lone survival of a middle finger was wriggling like a live worm, smeared with Luo Di’s blood.
"This guy’s ’Fear Embodiment’ - his fear of ’fingers’ has reached an unprecedented level, probably because he was abused inhumanely during his childhood.
On one hand, it’s manifested inside his body, with most of his physical structure being replaced by fingers, giving him lightning-fast movement and Perception speed, as well as swift blood clotting and regeneration capabilities.
On the other hand, his source of fear, the most dreaded finger from his memories, is projected outside with the support of the Corner, forming an independent Spiritual Body.
This is also his primary method of killing.
He wants to inflict the pain and torture he once endured upon others.
Pitiful and disgusting fellow...
Speaking of which, the pituitary’s abilities are really useful. I hope I can obtain a pituitary that’s compatible with my body sooner, to gain power from the Corner through stage injections or Alien Food."
Pig Head Luo Di could clearly feel the changes in his body,
He felt the [Pig Head Monster] projected from Thought Corner acting on his external body, similar to the investigator’s attire, mainly as an external support.
The elongation of the Pig Slaughter Knife,
The formation of the Butcher Hook Chain,
All helped Luo Di better deal with the guy in front of him.
All thanks to Zhu Bo, who was deeply afraid of Luo Di in his heart and willing to provide comprehensive assistance.
"This Butcher Hook Chain goes quite well with my left arm, might even send Zhu Bo to the Punishment Room or other places in Hell to further his training later on."
The Death Row Prisoner’s neck, cut open earlier, had healed,
He might have sensed something, and once again his ’finger tongue’ for Perception protruded from his mouth, trying to detect the changes in his opponent’s appearance.
As he was sensing, the Butcher Hook had already been thrown.
The Hook grazed the person’s cheek, still unable to hit the target.
But the Death Row Inmate didn’t attack directly; he continued to sense, hoping to capture the target’s blink to achieve ’invisible movement’.
Pig Head had no intention of blinking, or rather, he would not blink until the end of the fight.
Since the Death Row Inmate remained stationary, Luo Di took the initiative to approach.
He just walked step by step with the same steps as the Murderer, closing in.
Since he couldn’t beat the speed of his opponent, there was no need to be fast.
While approaching with heavy steps, the previously thrown Butcher Hook was also slowly retracted through the adsorption power in the palm of the left arm.
The chain’s total length could reach three meters, fully retractable within the arm when not thrown.
While this ’Butcher Hook Chain’ was a power given by the Pig Head’s corner ability,
Others wouldn’t be able to harness it, after all, to stuff so many chains in the arm, a normal person’s arm would have to rot away.
But Luo Di’s left arm was already a torture device hub, capable of easily accommodating these items even without expressing Hell Attribute.
Such a Butcher Hook also gave Luo Di some inspiration; maybe he could make similar projectile torture devices in the future to more conveniently capture those distant enemies, pulling them directly in front for a slaughter.
The Death Row Inmate really stayed motionless, allowing Luo Di to get to his front.
The Death Row Inmate’s body finally moved.
Dodging perfectly, he took the opportunity to get close.
That spiritual body middle finger floating over the shoulder, directly poked at the Pig Head!
Luo Di had predicted this situation, but even so, the opponent’s speed was still too fast, barely able to dodge completely even when moving his head to the side immediately.
The entire Pig Head’s nose bridge was punctured,
Almost brushing past Luo Di’s mask,
At the expense of damaging the Pig Head, a precious opportunity to attack was seized.
Luo Di immediately switched to holding the knife with both hands, slashing horizontally, the blade drawing a silver arc in the air.
Such a counterattack looked exactly the same as before and posed no threat to the Death Row Inmate.
Tip of the tongue senses,
A slash route feedback to Death Row Prisoner’s brain in an instant,
Tiptoe touches the ground, swiftly retreating to avoid.
The distance gained equaled the sum of Luo Di’s arm span and the length of the Pig Slaughter Knife.
To some extent, Death Row Prisoner K was also a genius in close combat.
But this time was different,
As the Pig Slaughter Knife slashed through, there was also the faint sound of chains moving.
A crescent blade light, far beyond expectation and not following the calculated trajectory, slashed horizontally.
Death Row Prisoner’s body was cut in half at the waist,
The audience one by one covered their mouths, barely concealing their delight! They witnessed an even more thrilling slaughter, and in Luo Di’s hand was something brand new.
Holding with both hands was not to increase power,
But to combine the "Butcher Hook" with the "Pig Slaughter Knife",
The hook connected under the handle of the knife.
As he turned and slashed, Luo Di released his grip on the knife, using the length of the chain to greatly increase the attack’s reach.
This sudden change fooled Death Row Prisoner’s perception, cutting him in half!
Death Row Prisoner’s upper body flew through the air,
Simultaneously, a terrifying image appeared—the wound across the severed torso was not human anatomy, but packed full of writhing fingers.
Death Row Prisoner’s upper half crashed to the ground.
Fingers from the wound immediately extended outward, dragging the remaining torso and crawling towards the lower body in an attempt to reattach.
Naturally, Luo Di would not give the chance,
Left and right, reverting the Butcher Hook and Pig Slaughter Knife back to their separate states.
The Butcher Hook was thrown fiercely, striking accurately at the crawling upper half, deeply embedding into the chest.
With a forceful yank,
The upper half was pulled back by a huge force, as was the hovering spiritual body part atop the shoulders.
Left arm retracted the hook chain, right arm swung down with the cleaver.
The coordination Luo Di demonstrated was nearly perfect, reminiscent of the Pig Head Butcher who once stood in the ring.
The Pig Slaughter Knife lunged straight for Death Row Prisoner’s head.
Perhaps sensing the threat of death,
A spiritual body finger from the shoulder shot out toward the blade.
The Pig Slaughter Knife was completely deflected, and Luo Di’s arm shot up, almost letting the knife fly from his grasp.
The spiritual body finger only retreated slightly, its surface skin breaking but quickly advancing for another stab.
The hardness and impact force of the spiritual body finger exceeded all estimations, illustrating the gap between a Mature Pseudo-Person and a regular human.
Due to the failure of the kill,
The hook chain brought the opponent’s upper half flying directly at him!
The two came into a "face-to-face embrace," stuck together at point-blank range.
If the upper half was set free to allow Death Row Prisoner to heal, there would hardly be another chance .
Luo Di chose to place himself at death’s door to seek life after, letting the Butcher Hook Chain wrap around them, binding himself and Death Row Prisoner’s upper half together.
Due to the overly intense collision, the raised right arm had not yet adjusted, and the downward slash was noticeably slow.
Meanwhile, the spiritual body finger hovering above the shoulder already aimed at Luo Di’s forehead.
The two locked in an embrace, there was no space to dodge.
Including the owner of the Fighting Hall, several members of the Sisterhood stood up.
The audience could feel the climax upon them! Everyone held their breath, some even closed their eyes in fear, not daring to witness the impending outcome.
Luo Di released his right hand and threw away the Pig Slaughter Knife.
The base of his tilting neck suddenly exerted force,
With the support of the elasticity and strength of the spine,
His entire pig head struck the opponent’s face like a cannonball.
A clear sound of bones smashing could be heard!
The impact of the headbutt shifted the orientation of his head, and the spiritual body finger went through the top part of the pig head, piercing the skull but missing the brain.
A single headbutt had caused Death Row Prisoner’s face to cave in completely, blood splattering.
As the spiritual body finger attempted to adjust its angle, aiming to pierce through the crown of the skull,
The second headbutt arrived!
Seemingly with even more force.
Death Row Prisoner’s skull was completely crushed, bones and flesh sticking together, brain damaged and fully exposed.
The floating spiritual body finger was affected,
Flickering in and out of visibility,
But still stabbed downward!
The very top of the pig head was pierced, and as it was about to penetrate the inside of the brain,
Buzz! The spiritual body finger suddenly vanished.
Only leaving a hole in the skull, through which the fresh brain tissue could be seen.
Huuu... a long breath was exhaled from Luo Di.
Wrapped in his right hand and elevated in the air was the pituitary, its surface marked with the textures of Corner fingerprints, declaring victory.