The Last Gentleman
Chapter 602: Yi

Marquis Glatoni watched the black shallow well in front of him, observing the creature emerging from it, gazing at the black liquid that did not belong to the Old World.

His thoughts were abruptly pulled back to the past, recalling scenes from the invasion war.

"Extraterrestrial demons..."

Memories from the past hung over him like a sharp sword, forcing the Marquis to retreat a hundred meters.

But he immediately remembered that the young man before him had been recruited as the ’Chief Actor’ for the Circus,

and the weapons he wielded also originated from the Original Tomb.

Both forces absolutely loathed the extraterrestrial invaders. If William really were an outsider with intentions against this world, he definitely wouldn’t be accepted by them.

"This black liquid-like death might be a rare attribute he carries as a human, activated upon contact with the Original Tomb, evolving into a type of ’alternative death.’

Just like the first commander of the Death Plague Knights..."

Glatoni couldn’t help but remember a terrifying old acquaintance. Although in name he was a ’Seven Marquis’ like the other, there was an essential difference in strength,

and the other was the only Silver Circle Patient that Glatoni dared not directly compare himself to.

By then, the young man from within the black watery well had already climbed out. Although he still appeared to be ’William,’ the feeling he gave Glatoni was completely different.

Firstly, his posture was odd; he was hunched over, arms dangling in front of him, palms parallel to his knees.

The suit originally on him had safely faded, condensing into a pair of stitched leather gloves, suggesting a foresaking of defense to enhance offense.

Drip, drip—the black liquid continuously dripped between the strands of the young man’s black hair.

The death aura released was unimaginably strong, even affecting the two weapons in his hands,

making the spine on the axe handle creak vivaciously, as if the axe could jump down and chop someone on its own if William let go of it.

As for the pistol, its appearance had not changed much, but inside, the firearms factory was urgently producing.

A large tank of black liquid had appeared inside the factory, and upon receiving the command, workers immediately dumped all the original bullets into the black liquid to infuse them with the death attribute.

In Glatoni’s eyes, death was not his main concern,

he squinted at William’s face, focusing on the pale hands that somehow covered his face, or rather a type of [mask].

Glatoni could be certain that it was the wearing of this mask that activated the latent death within William.

Yet, as he continued to gaze, he noticed that the mask itself bore not only death but also an alternative sensation—something both familiar and foreign.

"Abyss... Does this mask correspond to the Abyss?"

Something was off. The trait of the First Abyss was black hair, not such a mask. Could it be that this young man had established contact with other Abysses?"

Glatoni also actively posed the question.

"William, apart from working for the First Abyss in the Circus, have you established contact with other Abysses?"

However, the young man with his head hanging low slightly trembled his black lips under the mask, and a distinctly malevolent voice sounded,

"Sorry~ William isn’t here~

He needs to rest for a while, and I will stand in for him for now.

Just call me Yi Chen. I don’t know what William is thinking, facing such a powerful entity like you and still holding back. Wouldn’t it be better to just bring out all his strength?

You don’t need to worry about the Abyss issue. For now, we have only established contact. The related Abyss Disease has not been developed yet~ Just focus on fighting seriously!"

As soon as the words fell,

a deep, hoarse chorus accompanied by alarmingly discordant orchestral music spread throughout the city,

and at the sound of such music, Marquis Glatoni even experienced a moment of suicidal tendency in his mind,

and his thoughts seemed drawn into a black domain—biotechnology, remnants of blood and flesh, a bizarre humanoid civilization filled with despair, helplessness, and death.

Shoosh!

The Marquis decisively stuffed his fingers into his ears, damaging the structures of his cochleae to reduce the impact of the music, yet his brain could still partially receive the melody.

Meanwhile, a silver frame materialized above the young man’s head.

The frame, covered with a DNA helix structure, had a Madness Brain relief at the end,

and ’William Y. Behrens, The Gestalt one’ was inscribed at the front upper part of the silver frame in Gothic script,

However, "William" and "Behrens" became faint and transparent, only the Y stood out alone.

Marquis Glatoni could not help but sigh, "He had just stepped into the Silver Circle, yet he has reached this level... We must kill this young man here, otherwise, if we let him develop, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Yi Chen, having revealed his Complete Body, exhaled a Black Aura, "I’m really sorry, my William has been dodging and hiding during the recent battle, which I know was quite unsatisfactory for you... Next, I will give you the real fight you desire."

With a twist of his ankle,

Yi Chen also used a step similar to "Instant," but even more frenzied than William, regardless of the cost.

Due to his excessive force, several bone spurs burst from his ankle, sometimes causing the rotation of his foot to exceed 360°, twisting the meridians and bones.

However, for Yi Chen under the effect of the Abyss Dead Man Makeup, no matter how much his body was destroyed, it could recover, as this was the only way to maximize the potential of his body.

Hmm!

Yi Chen’s mad operation doubled the distance of "Instant," leaving behind several bizarre and twisted afterimages, like arms bent back or the head tilted backward 180°, to confuse his adversary.

However, Marquis Glatoni’s main perception was not his eyes, but his taste.

As Yi Chen released "Instant," the Marquis’s mouths on his body stuck out their tongues to gather the taste particles.

Whether it was the effects of Death, the Abyss, or the eerie melody, the Marquis blocked them all,

focusing solely on one thing—killing the youth before him, eliminating this human who fully had the potential to threaten the rebuilding of the Bloody Manor.

Whoosh! Here it comes!

Yi Chen appeared about one meter beside the Marquis, maintaining a pitch-black smile beneath his mask.

His right arm extended backward, swinging his arms in a large arc through the air for a powerful slash... Such a motion naturally could exert his greatest strength, but the wind-up was relatively long.

The Marquis had already smelled the scent and preemptively predicted the landing point,

Before the axe could even be raised, his fist had already blasted out.

However,

As Yi Chen faced a fist bigger than his own head and felt the terrifying wind pressure it brought, he had no intention of dodging, nor did he use any weapon to block the fist.

Keeping his smile,

he faced the fist and continued his "Powerful Slash."

Crack! The fist hit, and blood and flesh splattered

As expected, Yi Chen’s entire head was blown apart by the Marquis’s fist, and even his neck vanished along with it. However, his motion did not stop, and the axe swirling in the air sped up due to the stimulation of pain and danger,

like a Death Plague Executioner from another world, about to execute and behead the Marquis here.

"Just with you..."

The Marquis’s other hand abruptly slapped the surface of the incoming axe blade, altering its trajectory from "Beheading" to "Cutting the Shoulder."

At the same time, a special large mouth grew on his shoulder to impede the chop.

Ding!

The shock wave generated by the collision spread across the wall area, destroying all houses within a ten-meter radius.

Although the mouth fiercely bit down on the axe,

due to the tricky angle of the chop and its considerable power, it forcefully broke teeth and cut nearly half a meter long gash on the Marquis’s body.

"This guy is even more troublesome than the dead! At least those dead would pause after their heads were destroyed, but this guy not only did not pause; he became even crazier..."

Seeing the headless youth still attempting to move, the Marquis directly used his devouring ability.

The many mouths on his arm simultaneously made biting motions.

Hmm!

It was as if space itself was being devoured,

Only Yi Chen’s feet remained on the ground, and above the ankles appeared gaps bitten out by teeth, his body already eaten away.

However, the Marquis also showed a troubled expression.

The mouths all performed motions of nauseous retching, spitting out the half-chewed black flesh and refusing to swallow it.

The bits that fell to the ground once again transformed into a shallow well, and black arms crawled out once more.