Including its blood itself.
Rather than calling it blood, it’s more akin to liquid evil. This substance indeed brings power, but it is also the source of madness — and Du Chengfeng is naturally aware of this. After all, he has personally experienced the frenzy and resentnt contained within that evil, which can be called a source of power indeed. Yet, the resentnt and hatred can also lead one down the path of self-destruction.
Just like the desolate giant in front of him.
To prevent Du Chengfeng from inheriting the overwhelming evil and resentnt, the giant, who was gaunt, chose self-annihilation rather than giving Du Chengfeng a chance to kill him.
Dying in a great battle, dissipating into the world, maybe it was the best fate for that enormous giant.
But only perhaps.
"You don’t think I ca all this way to return empty-handed, do you?"
As he spoke, Du Chengfeng had already drawn the Flaming Blade from his back.
The five-zhang-long flaming blade swept across, reducing the giant’s remaining feet to ashes. Then, with another sweep, the flaming blade shortened the giant’s legs.
Amidst the sky full of dust, Du Chengfeng swept one blade after another, like a diligent lumberjack, chopping down the towering tree.
The towering tree finally fell; those hard woods ultimately turned into firewood, the branches burned away, and the trunk shattered. The withered tree ultimately vanished into ash.
Leaving only a stump on the ground.
That was the giant’s original, massive head.
"Enough."
The giant’s head, now reduced to nothing else, uttered a hoarse whisper.
"It’s enough; you don’t need to go this far..."
"Not enough. I should still be able to bear it."
Du Chengfeng wiped the sweat seeping from his forehead.
This enormous giant might be right. Even just probing that imnse evil qi, he felt trendous pressure. It wasn’t a matter of killing thousands but all the people this giant had killed over hundreds of years, with all their frenzy and resentnt.
But it doesn’t matter. He should be able to do it.
He should be able to do it...
"Do a favor."
The withered head moved its remaining teeth.
"Bring so sweets, can you? So treats, I’d like to taste sothing sweet again."
"Do you know, you’re not very good at lying?"
Du Chengfeng shook his head.
"How could I go to the city for so treats, turn my head and you’d be dead."
"Then... let speak a few more words, since after we t it seems we never had a proper chat."
The withered head gave a bitter smile, then opened the remaining eye to look into Du Chengfeng’s eyes.
"Do you think, after death, there’s another world?"
"...There might be."
Du Chengfeng finally averted his gaze.
He always felt that the giant seed to know sothing.
"...Really?"
The enormous giant chuckled.
"That’s... wonderful. You know, this world is so aningless, really aningless. Every day is either you kill or I kill you; there’s nothing else, like killing is the greatest thing under heaven..."
Saying this, the withered head no longer looked at Du Chengfeng, but shifted its gaze, looking at the starry sky.
Moonlight spilled on the face, now only half remaining, silent and long.
In that bright moonlight, he seed to see the old bunker again, saw the prison he knew so well, saw the fierce-faced man, also saw the remaining Chu people, those Chu people handing over candies, praising his bravery, smiling so happily.
Though he knew this was rely a reward for a tool, yet it was his only remaining impression of the word ’ho.’
"Du Chengfeng?"
"Hmm? Speak."
"If... if there’s truly another world, would that world be good?"
"Hmm..."
Du Chengfeng paused in silence.
"It must be most excellent."
"How good?"
"This..."
Du Chengfeng delved into thought.
"Anyway, it should be very good, there would be many interesting things, lots of fun. In that world, one could live even without fighting... Anyway, it’s all good, trust ."
"You’re not very good at lying either."
The withered head grinned.
"How could there be a place where one can live without fighting, at most a different way of fighting... that world is also aningless, right?"
"How’s that possible."
Du Chengfeng imdiately turned his head, preparing to argue.
But just as he wanted to say sothing, the damaged head that had been beside him had disappeared without knowing when.
Leaving only a voice with drifting fragnts, scattered together in the wind.
"Gone, take care."
"You!"
Du Chengfeng turned his head sharply, looked all around.
He hadn’t finished what he wanted to say, he hadn’t carried that imnse evil qi, he hadn’t personally ended the giant’s life, he hadn’t had ti to bear this heavy life, he hadn’t had ti to bring so sweet treats.
He hadn’t even had ti to know, this person’s na.
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