The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 612 - 610: The Moon Sets

Chapter 612: Chapter 610: The Moon Sets

Ha ha ha ha...haha!

Standing on the Church’s Altar, ’Greed’ Glatoni clasped his blood-stained palm to his own face, laughing behind his hands.

"I admit, when absorbing them, I neglected the possibility of being affected by an illusion technique... but to claim such a thing is too hilarious, wouldn’t you say? I simply absorbed two individuals weaker than myself.

In any world, ’the survival of the fittest’ is the most fundamental, the most basic rule.

They were weak and thus were eaten by me, it’s just that simple. How did the topic of genocide come into play? If it weren’t for that unimaginable invasion from beyond our domain, our estate would have inevitably become the first Source Epidemic Area surpassing Cancer Palace.

And you, it’s the same.

Even after I fell into an illusion due to my own error, you still failed to kill me, which is indeed weak and pathetic.

However, to exhaust half of my ’epidemic liquid’ just by stepping into the Silver Circle is absolutely incredible. I value your talent very much, because I will try to leave you with a breath of life so that you can make good use of this ability when you go back."

Once again looking at the Frame above his head and seeing the remaining half-tube of epidemic liquid, Glatoni unleashed his full power at once, stepping forward and converting into a beam of red light that slashed directly at William.

Ping!

This time’s strike did not raise an exaggerated blood-colored cross because the cross sword wielded by Glatoni was actually blocked.

The Moonlight Greatsword in William’s hand collided head-on with the Blood Cross Sword, with neither the weapons nor the additional powers of their wielders yielding to each other.

Glatoni felt it to be somewhat inconceivable. According to his anticipation, he should have been able to cut William in two with a single stroke. The ’Blood Armor’ should have significantly enhanced his attributes in all areas, and it ought to have been easy to kill an ailing Patient who had just entered the Path.

Moreover, the weapon in his hand was from beyond their domain, a Holy Cross Sword that once posed a threat to the Seven Marquis.

"Impossible!"

Glatoni forcefully opened up the great sword in William’s hand and continued to swing with all his strength.

Every time a strike was about to land, William always managed to counter with the Moonlight Greatsword or perfectly parry... After several rounds, he was completely unharmed and had hardly retreated at all.

Grinding his teeth, Glatoni unleashed the full force of his Greed Power.

The Greed Treasure Vault, both tangible and intangible, materialized behind him, endowed with its own main consciousness, and even sprouted two grotesque arms made of fresh blood.

Every time Glatoni swung his sword, the Greed Treasure Vault would reach out to extract various blades from within the body and throw them with full force, aiming to pierce William.

The velocity of the projectiles was not slow. If hit, it was very likely to penetrate the body or even sever vital parts.

Facing such an assault,

William’s moon eyes flashed, combining Lorrian’s understanding of the ’Sword’ with his own expertise in ’Dual Weapon Combat’, and for the first time, he initiated dual-wielding mode.

With his more powerful right arm, he wielded the ’Moonlight Greatsword’, while his left hand drew the ’Black Hand’ from his waist.

The Black Hand, originally a Hand Axe structure, actually evolved into a black sword according to the state and changes of its master, William.

The black, spine-like structure of the arm served as the sword hilt,

the palm of the hand became the sword guard,

Soaked and reshaped by the black liquid, the original axe blade was remolded into a sword blade structure, sprouting from the palm and secured by the enclosing fingers,

The Moonlight Greatsword was primarily used to parry Glatoni’s main attack,

while the black sword was used to fend off the various weapons thrown from the treasure vault,

William’s twin moon eyes rotated rapidly, enjoying a 360° perfect observation of Glatoni’s every move with both his own perspective and that of the moon.

As William parried the bloody assault, he spoke,

"Indeed... you are the weakest among the Seven Marquis. You have always been greedy for the strength of others, never seriously training yourself.

Even your most commonly used Blood Cross Sword has not been fully mastered.

If my opponent were a Marquis like Glatoni, an ancient being focused on devouring, even in my current state, it would be difficult to achieve victory."

William’s murmuring provoked Glatoni’s emotions,

"You! Being forced back continuously by me and still talking tough... You’re just a kid who has just completed your Path, just a human who has lived for a few decades, daring to preach to me, Glatoni.

I shall kill you right away."

Glatoni forcibly accelerated the blood flow in his body to 200%, boosting both speed and strength once more.

The relentless strikes of the Blood Blade forced William back to the edge of the Underground Church, with nowhere to retreat, and also provided Glatoni with his opportunity.

’Monastery Chain’

Clang clang clang~

Instead of throwing weapons, the treasure vault suddenly shot out a Thorny Iron Chain with a pointed head.

Whoosh!

The Iron Chain pierced through William’s right shoulder, causing the swing of the Moonlight Greatsword to stutter and fail to block the next attack.

Blood Cross descended...whoosh!

The Blood Sword’s blade successfully penetrated William’s right shoulder, reaching the edge of the abyss in his belly before finally stopping, narrowly missing splitting William in two.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ Countless spikes shot out from the vault, embedding themselves in William’s body at various points.

Combined with the piercing Iron Chain and the Blood Cross Sword left inside the body,

William was completely locked down, unable to move an inch.

"At last!"

Greed immediately lowered the speed of his blood flow, gasping for air, his whole body exuding tendrils of steaming blood mist.

He stepped in front of William, eager to show off his masterpiece.

The originally handsome face was squashed together as he exerted all his strength to deliver his final mockery:

"Aren’t you very impressive? Weren’t you going to exterminate the clan? How does it feel to be pierced by the Monastery Iron Chain? This chain was not easy to obtain—I had to steal it through several intermediaries. Be sure to keep it a secret, will you?"

The immobilized William convulsed madly as if the pain made it impossible for him to think, let alone respond.

"Alright, since you’ve locked the passage, I can only take you back to the Old World through another path... The Marquis of Glatoni will handle things here; I just need you.

Hang in there, once we return to the Skin Factory, I’ll remove the chains from your body.

Then, I will analyze your flesh inch by inch, and incorporate your potential into my treasure vault."

Under Greed’s control, the Monastery Iron Chains wrapped around William’s body several times, effectively trussing him up.

Package complete,

Greed too stepped forward confidently, ready to carry William on his shoulder and leave the city— he didn’t want to stay a second longer.

However,

just as Greed closed in on William, reaching out to lift him,

the pained convulsions of William suddenly ceased, and he even showed a bright and comfortable smile, whispering once more:

"You really never learn, I told you ’greed’ is your biggest fault. Even now, you still think about capturing me alive... Goodbye, Marquis Greed."

"Hm?"

Greed was somewhat astonished, wondering how the young man before him suddenly overcame the pain.

But with the other party securely locked in chains, pierced with Golden Needles, and his flesh opened up with severe injuries... there seemed to be no threat whatsoever, nor any means to launch an attack.

However,

William opened his mouth,

and from the depths of his throat emerged ’a third arm’, holding a gun in its hand,

Because the two were face-to-face, the muzzle was pressed directly against Greed’s forehead,

He pulled the trigger!

A special bullet instantly penetrated Greed’s skull and entered his brain.

There were no extra shots; the mysterious third hand retracted into the mouth after the sole shot, and William closed his mouth, returning to normal.

A bullet hole remained in the center of Greed’s forehead, with blood pouring out profusely,

He touched the blood with his hand, even tasting it with his tongue to savor the flavor of his own blood... finally, he just couldn’t hold back and burst into maniacal laughter again.

"Hahaha, this is your final resort? Shooting some tiny thing into my brain... Have you gone mad with fear, William?

I am one of the Blood Citizens, I stand above all the Nobles as one of the Seven Marquis.

Do you think such a wound could kill me? Ah... What are you thinking? Half of the liquid still remains in my Frame, and I wouldn’t die even if you beheaded me twenty times."

William maintained his smile, replying:

"Mr. Greed, when did you start to think you still had half a tube of Epidemic Liquid left?

Did you truly believe you met some condition and stepped out of the Black Sea, leaving that cruise ship?

Do you clearly remember how many times you killed yourself on that cruise ship, and how many times you were killed by yourself?

To remind you a bit, you’ve always committed suicide because of the ’Dead Sea Moon,’ and your number of deaths precisely matches the total amount of liquid in your Frame.

In other words, by the time you left the Black Sea, the Frame on top of your head had no liquid left.

But the influence of the illusion inside you remains. It was I who made you think you still had half a tube of Epidemic Liquid left, so you would continue to fight unworriedly rather than flee in panic.

After all, I don’t want someone like you to live and return; otherwise, when I launch the final assault on the Skin Factory, seeing your disgusting face again would surely spoil my mood.

By the way, there’s one more thing... Monastery chains are not for you to use like this."

Snap!

William snapped his fingers.

The bullet lodged inside Greed’s skull, condensed from the Thorny Iron Chain, immediately released.

Greed’s entire body sprouted thorny structures in an instant, and without the protection of Frame Epidemic Liquid, 100% real pain spread throughout his body, and he fell to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

William effortlessly broke free from the rudimentary iron chains, removed the Golden Needles from all over his body, and with a stomp, his foot firmly pressed down on Greed’s twitching head to ensure its stability.

Moon Eyes devoid of light,

He raised the Black Sword high,

Swish!

The fierce, golden-haired head rolled aside as the body dissipated.