Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1292 - 574: You’ve Angered Me (2)

Tremble.

The sword in his grasp was vibrating.

Shen Chenshui, who had just displayed a flicker of excitement, immediately froze in place.

His sword was trembling.

It shook uncontrollably! An overwhelming force was compelling the sword in his hand to vibrate violently!

"No way..."

Shen Chenshui's gaze was incredibly complex as he looked at the figure whose legs he had just impaled into the ground.

And then...

BOOM!!!!

A sound like an explosion erupted with a deafening roar!

Shen Chenshui had no idea what had transpired; he hadn't even registered how he'd been struck.

All he witnessed was a flash of white light, a brilliant streak illuminating both night and day!

Subsequently, his surroundings began to recede at an astonishing speed!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!

He lost count of the houses he crashed through, the walls he shattered, and the peaceful slumbers he disrupted.

He only became aware of his predicament when he finally came to a halt, sprawled on the ground... a searing pain coursing through his chest.

His hand shook erratically. With immense difficulty, he reached towards his abdomen. What his fingers met was unnervingly soft, and it wasn't skin, but rather... the sensation of intestines and internal organs.

"Haa... haa..."

Shen Chenshui's breaths grew shallower, his eyelids heavier, and the world around him progressively darkened, succumbing to an uncontrollable gloom.

Don't want to die... I don't want to die! I absolutely refuse to die!!!

Shen Chenshui's heart was a storm of screams and defiance, yet his physical state was in direct opposition to his will.

The cacophony of screams, the ensuing chaos, and the desperate cries for help from the common folk gradually receded from his awareness.

Just as his vision was fading to the brink of complete darkness, he suddenly jolted awake, as if a final spark of consciousness had ignited before oblivion!

This was because the very last image to register in his sight was that of the perpetrator responsible for this entire catastrophe!

"You... you..."

He attempted to utter words, but only gushes of blood surged from his mouth, one wave after another.

The youth who had shed his Bone Armor, however, spoke with an unsettling calmness.

"Do you have any idea how much you... really infuriated me."

He shifted his grip on the sword, aimed it at the skull, and thrust downward!

Stab!!

Blood erupted as Shen Chenshui's consciousness plunged into the void.

...

[Shen Chenshui: 0/5500.]

[System Prompt: Congratulations to the Player for defeating [Shen Chenshui], acquiring 6 Experience Points.]

[System Prompt: Detected that [Shen Chenshui] possesses the Human Race affiliation; [Green Demon Blood] bloodline talent has been activated.]

[System Prompt: Congratulations to the Player, your maximum Life Value has been augmented by 5500 points.]

[System Prompt: The Human Race engages in infighting, their accumulated grievances coalesce into baleful sha, coiling around your being.]

His HP had surged past the eighty-thousand mark, yet Fang Yu found himself unable to feel genuine happiness.

Come on, man!

I already let you activate [Rooting into the soil], showing you ample respect, and you just had to obliterate the Bird Demon corpse I had behind me, didn't you!

You son of a...

With tens of thousands of feathers scattered everywhere, how on earth am I supposed to collect them all, huh! Were you trying to kill me?

Fang Yu's blood pressure truly skyrocketed.

A battle is a battle, but what was the meaning behind blowing my Bird Demon corpse to smithereens—did you have to force me to go all out before you could die contentedly, is that it! Did you die a glorious death, perhaps!

Just as Fang Yu had finished off Shen Chenshui, amidst the panicked shouts and screams of fleeing civilians, he also heard the sound of a large contingent rapidly approaching their location.

"Over here!"

"This way! The noise originated from this direction!"

"Move, move, move! The Captain has issued a kill order: not a single convict who escaped from Prison tonight is to get away!"

Prison? Convicts?

A thought struck Fang Yu, and his figure blurred as he swiftly departed the area.

He hadn't yet devised a plan to deal with the dispersed feathers, but lingering there was certainly not advisable.

Not long after Fang Yu's figure vanished, the squad, guided by the homeowner who had fled, arrived at the scene.

The severely damaged walls, the utter pandemonium, the shattered furniture strewn about, and... the corpse of Shen Chenshui, the Prison Chief of the Foolish Underworld's Prison!!

"No, impossible?!"

"Th-that is..."

"Hiss——"

Upon a mere glance, everyone present was overcome with a sense of dread.

"It's, it's Prison Chief Shen! Mr. Shen!"

"Quick! Render assistance immediately!"

"Reinforcements! We need reinforcements! Go summon them!"

"This is dire, this is extremely bad!!"

Within the Foolish Underworld, it had been an considerable time since they had witnessed such severe casualties among individuals of Captain rank.

As for a secluded, rear-echelon Prison Chief like Shen Chenshui, under normal circumstances, it was virtually inconceivable for any harm to befall him!

The number of casualties at this scale had already begun to tarnish the Foolish Underworld’s reputation, necessitating a thorough investigation and strict retribution!

If the perpetrator, whether human or demon, was not apprehended, the Foolish Underworld would pursue this relentlessly!

"How could this possibly happen..."

A member of the squad suddenly crumpled to the ground, collapsing in a heap and wailing mournfully.

Prison Chief Shen had existed for an exceptionally long time; many had known him since their own entry into the Foolish Underworld. After a decade or twenty years, he remained Prison Chief Shen, while some of them had already established families and homes, their positions vastly transformed.

In the perception of many within the Foolish Underworld, Shen Chenshui was an enduring fixture, an immortal elder of their organization.

Yet, an existence like that... had abruptly and silently met its end within the confines of a stranger's residence.

"Who was it... who dared to do this! Who killed Mr. Shen!!"

Someone clenched their fists, their gaze following the path of devastated structures ahead, straining towards the horizon.

This transgression would not be left unaddressed! The Foolish Underworld would assuredly locate the culprit and administer justice!!

The demise of Shen Chenshui sent shockwaves through the Foolish Underworld's search parties, inadvertently hindering their investigation's pace.

Meanwhile, Fang Yu had already returned to the location where the remains of the Golden Feathered Demon lay scattered.

The man and woman who had been there had vanished at some point.

While Fang Yu possessed the capability to pursue and eliminate them, his current preoccupation wasn't those two fleeting figures. Instead, it was the multitude of feathers blanketing the ground before him that caused him a considerable headache.

He activated his Qi Force, and a surge of wind current erupted.

A gentle gust of wind stirred the feathers strewn across the earth.

However, the effect was insufficient.

Fang Yu meticulously adjusted the intensity of his Qi Force.

He was hesitant to employ too much Qi Force, fearing an excessive surge might scatter the feathers completely, leaving him utterly helpless and without a clue where to begin again.

As the intensity of his focus grew, the feathers in his vicinity, along with fragments of flesh and blood, were drawn into the swirling airflow, creating a vortex around Fang Yu.

Despite the gruesome spectacle, the majority of the feathers in the immediate area had been gathered. The rest had either been carried too far away to trace or were buried beneath debris, beyond the reach of his current airflow.

He could certainly amplify the force further, but that risked drawing in the surrounding rubble and detritus. Moreover, increased force translated to greater noise, making discreet operation more challenging.

After a moment of contemplation, Fang Yu, as if manipulating a Qi-fueled vortex, directed the collected feathers to orbit him like celestial bodies, forming a compressed sphere. Maintaining this controlled airflow, he began moving towards the direction of the Forest Snake Gang.

No matter how distasteful the task, Ding Hui would hardly object to such a matter.

Still, the incomplete collection of feathers left him anticipating Ding Hui's inevitable reprimand.

A sense of weariness washed over Fang Yu as he considered arranging for members of the Forest Snake Gang to visit the area the following day to gather the remaining scattered feathers, which might partially offset the loss incurred.

With this resolution, Fang Yu's movement technique quickened, and the base of the Forest Snake Gang soon came into view.

He had to concede that the imposter Gang Leader had shown considerable competence; the Forest Snake Gang, possessing only four Hall Master-level experts in total, had them all present and accounted for. They stood like four imposing vajras, guarding the four cardinal directions of the courtyard, prepared to thwart any surprise assault.

"Who goes there?!"

One of the Four Great Hall Masters, [Xiong Rudong], was the first to detect the disturbance. However, he could not clearly discern Fang Yu's figure, nor could he pinpoint the newcomer's precise location. It was only when Fang Yu deliberately descended and revealed himself that Xiong Rudong promptly inclined his head in a gesture of respect.

"Greetings, Diao Keqing!"

Despite his formal salutation, his eyes couldn't help but cast a curious glance at the sphere of feathers continuously circling Fang Yu.

Was this... Diao Keqing's ultimate Qi Force technique? A ball of feathers?

Though perplexed, he refrained from inquiring, his disposition being notably steady and forthright.