Chapter 840: 838: The Posture of Death
The orphanage playground engulfed in raging flames.
All staff members, along with the students daring to obstruct Yi Chen, were killed. The playground was piled high with corpses, leaving only one person remaining—Yi Chen's ultimate unresolved grudge.
Before him was Director Cao, who had fully revealed her centipede-like true form. She was his biological mother on a physiological level and also the most outstanding teacher from the orphanage who had raised Yi Chen 'with painstaking effort',
and now she was struggling to crawl, utterly defeated.
Nonetheless, Director Cao's face showed not a trace of fear towards death but rather satisfaction and a genuine smile never seen before.
Swoosh! The final beheading,
Director Cao's centipede-like body was tossed into the flames, burning to ash, while her head landed atop the pile of corpses, not dying immediately due to her unique trait.
Just as Yi Chen prepared to carry out the final execution, he hesitated at the sight of Director Cao's smiling face. His revenge shouldn't have been like this,
what he wanted to see was eyes filled with despair and hatred.
"Yi Chen, are you wondering what went wrong? Let me tell you, nothing went wrong; you just overlooked one thing… I, as a teacher, wouldn't resent you for coming back to the orphanage and killing me,
I've always been waiting for you to hand in this perfect answer sheet.
Look at the eyes of the teachers you killed around; they are all praising the answer sheet you turned in this time upon returning to school.
Indeed, the rumors were true.
Yi Chen, you truly saw the 'Death God Statue' in the orphanage, achieving the ultimate purpose of Black Mountain Orphanage's establishment. This means everyone can rightfully retire."
"What do you mean?"
A Yi Chen, who had been blinded by rage, calmed down at this moment and asked.
"Do you know why you are the only one in the entire orphanage who has seen that statue, while everyone else lived in the same area but has not seen it?
Do you know the real reason why the orphanage was built in the wilderness?
Do you truly understand the death inherent in you? Anyway, since I am about to die, let me reveal these secrets.
The orphanage wasn't built here just to isolate from the city, reducing your chance of escape, but more because of the uniqueness of this land.
The location for building the orphanage was carefully selected, and only after paying a great price was this 'Land of Divine Burial' acquired. It's rumored that a rare True God tied to death appeared a thousand years ago, but unfortunately, his concepts clashed with mainstream theology, leading to his joint 'killing' and sealing in the world's depths.
This is the area closest to his sealed site, but the vertical distance remains vast, with numerous divine seals in the way.
We never intended for any orphan here to inherit this unique death divinity, merely hoping that you might, in some mystical way, be influenced by death, eventually producing an exceptional graduate.
We never imagined you would truly be chosen by that God. Your future is beyond my estimation, as you embody the heart and soul of the entire orphanage.
Both I, and the other teachers, will be proud of you.
If the theological papers I read back then weren't wrong, your death should correlate with an endless sea. Those you killed, granted death, would also sink within and connect in the form of the deceased.
It seems during our duel just now, I already witnessed many deceased following behind you, yet they pile up like useless mud, even uttering negative remarks impacting your actions or stimulating your emotions.
Soon I will die and be able to join your sea behind you.
If you don't mind, I could improve the management system of the orphanage by establishing a comprehensive death system.
This time, you are the principal, and I, as well as all teachers, will support you."
…
Inside the circus.
Yi Chen had tested enough; when the Great Emperor swung the "Second Sword", he voluntarily abandoned the corpses of the audience previously brought to the circus as 'Death Medium',
using the newly comprehended "Death Breathing Method" to sink himself to the depths of the Dead Sea, existing in conceptual form to evade the slash.
Those whom Yi Chen had killed also connected through some unseen 'Death Line', sinking into the depths of the Dead Sea together.
One particular deceased was exceptional, maintaining integrity, with only needlework marks on her neck.
She came up behind Yi Chen, covering his eyes with her hand, and whispered with black lips at his ear, "Yi Chen, everyone is ready… ready to face the mighty foe before us together with you."
"Come on."
Under the pressure of the deep sea, these deceased had been crushed into a shattered pulp, but their thoughts were highly unified. Guided by the woman, they merged with Yi Chen in a muddy form.
It's only when facing a genuine powerful enemy that Yi Chen would assume such a stance.
During this process, his short hair gradually grew longer, draping over his shoulders.
With the entry of all the souls of the deceased, Yi Chen quickly rose to the sea surface, reappearing in the circus in a 'death form' that wasn't physical yet visibly manifest.
He even brought part of the ambiance of the Dead Sea, enveloping the entire circus with death.
Of course,
including the Great Emperor, everyone was shocked by Yi Chen's "stance".
Outwardly he still looked human,
black shirt, black trousers,
barefoot, slightly hovering. His toes were about 0.1m off the ground, yet continuously dripped black liquid from the tips.
His face was entirely covered by the classroom teacher's palm, corresponding to the Abyss Mask and Yi Chen's death state,
Iron chains entangled on his right arm, with the Nash Black Blade firmly gripped in his hand.
Seemingly a whole entity, the true entity was only the chain part; Yi Chen's true form was a pure death conglomerate.
The Great Emperor's "Twin Eyes", William's "Ashen Vision", and Lorrian's "Moon's Eye" from afar each observed Yi Chen's true soul state.
Tens of thousands of deceased souls fused in a muddy mass into Yi Chen's soul, ever ready to exude as liquid from every pore, then inhaled as vapor through the breathing method in an 'integration cycle', thus uniting the army of the dead with Yi Chen.
Watery fluid streamed from Yi Chen's seven orifices, gradually altering the circus's space, resembling Zede's previously displayed [Field], yet different.
The Great Emperor finally showed a satisfied smile at this moment,
"Now that's more like it… If it was just at that previous level, it would have been too boring."
As soon as the Great Emperor's words fell, a sound of ocean tides was heard.
"What?"
Yi Chen, between the twin eyes, vanished suddenly, as if consumed by a sudden wave.
Drip… Suddenly a sound of dripping water came from behind, and those legs, relentlessly dripping black liquid, hovered behind the Great Emperor.
Emperor Pulaid's reaction was not slow at all.
No need to turn around; as blood seeped from the hair at the back of his head, a bloody face grew directly out, the arms rotated, instantly shifting the front and back positions.
"Third Sword",
This sword struck closely at the hovering Yi Chen.
As the Great Emperor swung his sword, Yi Chen responded too… Not wielding a sword, but striking with an open palm using his free left hand.
The palm strike was peculiar, clearly showing the black shirt sleeve spiraling, and the arm beneath also completely twisted.
The palm strike executed an extremely precise hit, striking the Great Emperor's sword-wielding wrist,
Bang! Ripples spread from the wrist, twisting and breaking through the blood realm defense on the Great Emperor, deforming his entire wrist, causing the impending sword strike to misalign as well.
William stood up from the observation platform, exclaiming, "Could this move be a physical technique drawn from my Abyss Vortex comprehension? Just what talent does Yi Chen possess…"
The moment of misalignment,
The chain wrapped around the right arm trembled violently, seeming to capture a chance for slaughter,
[Beheading]
Buzz!
The Great Emperor's head leaped high, leaving the entire audience in silence.