Deep in the Living
Chapter 238 - 227 Malice

Chapter 238: Chapter 227 Malice

Midnight, park, lake.

Aboard the boat parked in the middle of the lake, plumes of white smoke rose.

Immediately after.

A shadow stepped onto the edge of the boat, exploding with a speed exceeding 30m/s, the ultra-fast kicking allowed for barely managing to walk on water.

The boat, responding to the reactive force, slowly drifted to the other side.

The girl, with the bomb inside her body disarmed, no longer faced the threat of death.

Enduring the recent pain of wire piercing her flesh, she wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and began to slowly work the pedal to speed up heading to shore, her intense will to survive compelling her to live on.

But,

As the threat of death dissipated, images of her family being slaughtered surfaced in her mind, intense feelings of hatred accumulating in her brain, negative emotions overtaking her entire mind.

Whining sounds drowned out everything else.

The girl also heard something else, luring her thoughts toward an unknown world.

A trace from Thought Corner appeared between her pupils.

At the same time,

She reached out and pulled out the intercom stuck in her throat along with the damaged bomb, retching uncontrollably on the ground, surges of energy filling her body, rapidly healing her physique.

By the time the boat reached the shore, her pupils were filled with hate, an unthinking fear.

She wanted to kill that girl, the fatty girl who slaughtered her entire family, not even sparing her ten-year-old brother.

"I’m going to kill you!!"

Pseudo-People in their initial stage couldn’t concretize any Fear Embodiments, but it allowed her to heal her body through her connection with the Corner.

The link with the pituitary granted a modest amount of Corner energy, providing her with an approximately 30% enhancement in overall ability.

Hatred surged, overwhelming reason,

Once the boat reached the shore,

She found a fire axe in the ticket booth, and followed in the direction the young man had gone; she had to witness that fat pig’s death with her own eyes.

...

[Color]

Although Luo Di had not possessed this special pituitary for long, with the offline activities of the past few days and his own aptitude, Luo Di was well aware that this gray shade corresponded not only to the strong tentacles themselves but also their uniqueness.

This color shared a common origin with the color that once radiated over the entire holiday island,

If so,

This shade of gray should also be able to [radiate] like those colors.

Just as Luo Di imagined, and as Mr. Craft had said, this was the color most suited for him, matching perfectly with everything related to Murderers and Hell.

Luo Di used to require licking with his tongue to complete the "marking" of his Hunting targets, but now he could achieve long-distance marking simply through color radiation.

And this mark can not only be smelled but also be seen in its unique color.

Currently,

Luo Di managed to step forcefully on the shore before his body sank into the lake.

His hatred for the target allowed him to burst forth with unimaginable speed, even surprising himself for traversing this water path fully on foot.

His gaze firmly focused on the park’s woodland, on the similarly fast-moving gray color.

It seemed like the other party was fleeing, but something felt odd.

The target marked in gray did not flee from the park, nor chose the most efficient straight-line escape, but instead sped off towards a certain direction within the park.

Of course.

Whether it’s straight-line fleeing or not, since marked, Luo Di was bound to catch up.

It was just a matter of time.

"This guy couldn’t possibly..."

In the midst of the chase, Luo Di suddenly realized something, understanding the real purpose of the other party’s escape; even though his current speed was the utmost, he was still a step too slow.

Approaching a public restroom, Luo Di finally caught up with the target, with the mysterious [Wendy].

But Luo Di couldn’t take action right away.

Because Wendy was holding the black-haired girl wielding a fire axe in front, choking her neck.

"Mr. Di, you are really amazing... even more powerful than an investigator!

To be able to [mark] me with just a communication device, you’re the Perfect Killer I dreamt of~ I really like you so much!

It’s just that our meeting shouldn’t be this soon. According to my plan, we would probably meet in a week, at a romantic and special place.

And I could also use this week to lose weight well, to give you a better first impression as much as possible.

It’s a pity~ I hope you won’t mind."

Luo Di felt an intense loathing and discomfort from the very beginning, but upon seeing this person’s appearance, his feelings intensified even more.

A "Wendy" with clown makeup applied to her face and wearing pink-white stockings was coercing a black-haired woman, their bodies overlapping, with Wendy’s waist size being three times that of the other’s.

Her greasy palm was pressing upon the other,

with fingernails already digging into the woman’s neck.

Despite such an obese and huge body, the fact that she could move and hide so quickly was truly miraculous. If Luo Di had not mastered the technique of mark-making with tentacles, it would have been nearly impossible for him to succeed tonight.

Another strange thing was,

Wendy seemed to only have the appearance of a human and showed no signs of concretization; perhaps the clown makeup was her form of concretization, her murderer image.

Initial observation suggested that she was a Mature Pseudo-Person, with strength perhaps similar to or even greater than the Murderer encountered in the abandoned apartment.

Luo Di’s right hand was already reaching towards the pig’s head, and his left hand was also making a preparatory throwing motion.

As soon as the other party became distracted, the Pig Slaughter Knife and Butcher Hook Chain would be thrown simultaneously, rescuing the black-haired woman and initiating the slaughter of Wendy.

However, just as Luo Di formed this thought... Swish! Warm blood had already splattered onto his body, along with a lump of something thrown his way.

He instinctively caught it,

the touch of black hair transmitting from his palm,

with the woman’s head now cradled in his hands, her eyes filled with unwillingness, not yet fully deceased.

Under the influence of her pituitary, her severed neck was trying to heal,

but after all, she was just a newly transformed Pseudo-Person, with barely any Corner power to draw upon, at most just delaying her death.

Luo Di’s eyes widened in shock,

never anticipating that the opponent had no intention of using the hostage and would simply like this... kill her.

At the same time, laughter could be heard:

"Haha~ She’s kind of cute, isn’t she~? So she already hates me enough to reach Thought Corner, huh?

It’s really a pity, if she could have lived, she might have become a good Pseudo-Person.

Mr. Di, don’t blame me for this.

After all, this woman was just my substitute, and now that you have found me, there’s no use for a substitute, so it’s normal for her to be killed, right?

Just like if you found a girlfriend you really like, would you still need a mediocre backup to take her place? Hee hee."

While laughing maniacally, Wendy used the fresh blood spurting from the carotid artery to cover her body, attempting to mask the grey, then with her belly swollen she ran towards a nearby public toilet.

Luo Di set the head aside, with muscles on his face twitching uncontrollably, and holding the Pig Slaughter Knife, he quickly pursued.

He burst into the women’s restroom.

The lights had been destroyed,

no scent was detectable,

the opponent had vanished once more,

and the interior of the restroom was filled with the corpses of various wild animals, blood flowing everywhere. It seemed that the other party had long made this a backup escape area to mask her scent.

Luo Di, looking at the animal carcasses strewn across the floor, stood still without moving forward, not bothering to search each individual stall.

Regardless of how much she tried to hide, or how she tried to mask herself with blood, she couldn’t conceal the color.

This thing had absolute priority; he had already learned this on the island.

Twisting at the waist and turning his back,

Luo Di’s gaze swiftly shifted to the corner of the ceiling behind him.

His left arm grew a Butcher Hook Chain and threw it forcefully, the speed was exceedingly fast.

However, Wendy, lurking at the ceiling, managed to dodge with a swift movement.

Not only that,

she rushed at Luo Di with her greasy legs, carrying her body that weighed over 200 pounds.

Further, as she charged, she pulled a strangely twisted boning knife half a meter in length from her decayed mouth, the whole process resembling a magic trick.

The knife blade aimed straight for Luo Di’s head.

Ding! The sound of metal colliding echoed in the restroom.

The tremendous force slammed "Wendy" into the corner of the restroom wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood. She had no chance in terms of strength.

But,

Luo Di stared in astonishment at his right hand, as several fingers and part of his forearm’s flesh had been somehow shaved off.

In that moment of impact, though the opponent’s strength was inferior, she had altered the path of the knife using some technique, quickly slicing through the flesh.

Iron chains immediately sprouted from the wound, substituting for the missing fingers, while nutrients provided from the spine allowed the flesh to gradually regenerate.

"Wow! Physical regeneration, oh, and there’s some strange metal involved in this process, acknowledging the function of the lost flesh... You’re so strong, I like you so much."

Once again, Wendy reached into her mouth and pulled out a peculiar balloon, starting to blow it up quickly.