Deep in the Living
Chapter 357 - 345: Head

Chapter 357: Chapter 345: Head

Far in the passage.

Agatha, thrown against the wall, still couldn’t move. It seemed that as long as a frontal photograph was taken and formed, her body would be forever sealed, presenting a motionless state as in the photo.

Only when Luo Di split open the opponent’s head and sliced through the photo did she finally return to normal.

Fear still lingered in her heart, difficult to dissipate.

The next second! An iron rod directly struck her head, even denting it inward. The area of impact sprouted numerous small iron pillars penetrating the brain, the intense pain instantly clearing away the fear.

She immediately stood up from the ground, intending to assist Luo Di, just as they used to deal with the wanted criminals together. But this time was different; just as her steps were about to move forward, another gaze fixed on her.

The severed head hanging from Luo Di’s waist stared at her again,

This time, the tongue protruding from the squad leader’s mouth seemed like a hand, waving goodbye.

Agatha took a deep breath.

Indeed,

Her current state was unusually awful, even the anomaly had been forced to cease; remaining here could only provide very little help and might even have a counteractive effect.

The choice left for her seemed only the squad leader’s proposal—[Leave].

But she didn’t want to go,

Neither in terms of the principles of an Iron Pillar Nun nor personally would she ever be willing to leave; simultaneously, she wouldn’t be a hindrance... After giving a unique gaze back to the squad leader, the waved goodbye tongue was retracted.

Agatha did not join the battle,

She also abandoned the regeneration of the severed arm.

She entered into a very strange state,

For some reason, a strange feeling arose within her as fear breached her inner defenses, causing her to doubt her strength and lose the energy to continue the fight.

She raised the iron rod in her hand high,

Opened her mouth wide,

Swoosh!

Penetrating from top to bottom,

The iron rod piercing through her body extended further into the inn like a steel pipe, with Agatha fixed in the middle position, displaying an extremely peculiar posture.

The metal door within her body slowly opened under such extreme agony.

As Agatha performed this bizarre act of suffering, a figure hiding deep inside was momentarily stunned.

...

Hotel front desk.

Luo Di looked at the man before him with a split-open head, the internal pituitary completely destroyed.

Feeling the life in the opponent gradually fade until the body fell heavily.

The grayness brought by the slash lingered only on this corpse, didn’t spread outward, no condition of locking onto the main body.

But Luo Di’s hunting state didn’t cease.

His killing instinct had sensed a certain anomaly; the man before him wasn’t so easily dead, might resurrect by some means.

Suddenly,

Click~ A flash appeared before his eyes.

The mark of gray on the body, along with the corpse, vanished as if the entire scene had "refreshed."

However, a very slight amount of gray didn’t get erased, seemingly went elsewhere.

Luo Di didn’t stop his action due to the strong flash, relying on the slaughter instinct accumulated over time, and some residual gray.

As the flash appeared, he turned around, threw the tool Slaughter Knife in his hand with all his might; even as a tool, it entangled with tentacles, covered with a layer of gray, extraordinarily lethal.

Swoosh!

The flash ended.

The flying knife pierced directly into the man’s forehead several meters away, accurately hitting and penetrating the pituitary inside.

The latter looked surprised, seemingly puzzled about how Luo Di could so quickly locate the position where he "refreshed," without even having a chance to observe Agatha’s peculiar state.

The corpse fell heavily again,

Click~ Flash!

The same situation again, just faster, the flash appeared immediately as the corpse fell.

Scene refreshed!

But this time the opponent didn’t appear directly.

Once the influence of the flash on vision concluded, Luo Di used his tongue to taste the slight gray mark, quickly pinpointing the opponent hiding in a nearby guest room.

Due to the target possessing far more danger than usual.

Luo Di no longer used acting tools, directly pulled out the knife handle hidden inside his coat and grasped it in his hand, following the faint gray aura.

Nearing the approach, iron wires representing the Punishment Room drilled out from his arm, emitting waves of heat.

"Torture Device Construction"

Three consecutive beast traps were thrown out, one at the door, one at the main entrance, one in front of Agatha.

Arriving at the door,

Just prepared to kick it open, Luo Di’s tongue curled together, as if indicating danger. He didn’t directly lift his leg to destroy, but reached out to squeeze the door handle and slowly twisted it open.

Squeak~

The rotten wooden door hinge emitted a screech.

The heavy wooden door of the guest room opened inward.

Gray wisps seeped inside, just like when Luo Di slaughtered those guests before.

But this time, there was no one inside, only a Polaroid camera placed on the bed.

However,

Before the door fully opened, a prop dagger flew over and smashed the camera on the bed.

Simultaneously, Luo Di forcefully pushed the door open, stepping inside with heavy size 45 leather shoes, trying to locate the source of the faint gray presence.

The leather shoes stride toward the bathroom inside,

The knife handle in his hand ready to grow into blade structure at any moment,

When the leather shoe reached the bathroom entrance, he suddenly turned but did not swing the knife handle.

There was no one inside,

Only a piece of meat in the filthy sink, freshly cut, stained with gray, even connected to some liver.

The eyes under the mask widened,

Tongue in the mouth was about to make a clicking sound,

Sensing danger,

Luo Di turned as fast as possible, prepared to confront a possible ambush from behind.

But when he turned around, there was nobody behind him.

Yet the camera that was smashed was already restored, clicking the shutter as he turned.

Click! The flash attacked... The top printed a frontal photo of Luo Di.

In an instant, all of Luo Di’s muscles, internal tentacles, and even the old spine were immobilized, completely fixed.

A pair of pink soft shoes walked slowly into the room, leisurely approaching Luo Di from behind.

No direct killing,

Just a finger lightly touching the back of his head, parting his gray hair, using a tongue to lick Luo Di’s scalp.

"No wonder... Your pituitary quality is high, and it combines with this world’s system.

No wonder you are so special, even able to mark me, even though I’ve refreshed the scene there’s still some gray remaining on me.

The pituitary on you must have been hard to obtain, belonging to a high-level pituitary of some Monster Avatar? I’ll make sure to preserve it well for you.

However, before killing you, there’s something important to do..."

The man maneuvered Luo Di’s body, turning him again to face the bathroom, confronting the mirror on the washstand.

Allowing Luo Di to see in detail through the mirror what’s behind him.

Following that, he squatted down, kneeling on one knee, cupping the girl’s head hanging at his waist, feeling her skin’s softness and tenderness.

"You should be able to see from this angle, right?

Let me taste your wife next... Wait, you should be young, not yet married, let me taste your girlfriend’s tongue, see if it’s the soft restrained type, or the strong entwine type."

Saying this, he eagerly went forward, plunging into the mouth.

Meanwhile, he kept his eyes open to watch Luo Di’s expression in the mirror, even though separated by the mask, still seemingly observing the specific changes in expression.

But in the next second, the man felt something wrong.

The tongue was not soft at all, even somewhat stiff.

Not only was there a strange taste inside the mouth, like a dead rat, but the inside also had many perforations, like stabbed by many pen nibs.

The man abruptly moved his mouth away,

Only to realize that the head hanging at Luo Di’s waist was not a girl’s head,

Rather the male head of the hotel owner, mouth still containing rotten liquid.

This sudden change nauseated him terribly, severe cleanliness compulsion causing him to gag and even start vomiting.

Meanwhile.

Black hair silently slicing, not only cutting the camera on the bed but also cutting through the photo taken of Luo Di.

After the slicing was done, the black shadow quickly climbed onto Luo Di’s shoulder.

When the man straightened his body after vomiting again,

The huge Murderer’s torso stood before him, clearly not much taller, yet giving a sense of being looked down upon, already pronounced his death sentence, soon to be slaughtered.

Not only that,

A girl’s head stood on the Murderer’s shoulder,

Disdainful,

Scornful,

Cold,

Overlooking him.

The tongue also slowly extended, constructing a middle finger structure at the tip.