CRUNCH!!
Neck snapped. Blood pooled wide.
[PERFECT EXECUTION: +25 Malice. Level 4 Unlocked.]
Vortex roared triumphant. Sect f**ks mocked me? Their despair levels me up.
...............
Dawn bled red through the infirmary window slits.
The scroll pulsed faint crimson at my feet—Forbidden Devour Array.
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[ITEM ANALYZED: Epic Skill Scroll]
Requirement: 100 Malice Points. Current: 103/150.
Preview: Devours formation energy, converts to temporary domain control.
Jackpot locked. I snatched it, paper humming like a live wire. Huo Kai's corpse stared blank—his despair fully digested from Level 4 unlock.
Heavy boots clanked closer.
Torchlight flickered.
Voices barked.
"Infirmary's a slaughterhouse! Cripple did Huo Kai!"
Five bronze-armored enforcers burst in—Qi Condensation meatheads, Level 8-10. Sabers out. Chains rattling. Scar-lip leader spat: "Tainted dog! Hands for the soul furnace!"
[ENEMY WAVE DETECTED]
5x Enforcers. Threat: Medium.
Quest: Survive Capture. Reward: +30 Malice, Level Up.
I leaned casual against a sickbed, jade shard twirling like a toothpick. Grinned wide.
"Yo, scar-face. Huo Kai cried for mommy before I popped him. Wanna hear his last words? 'Save me from trash!'"
Scar-lip froze. Face purpled.
[Hate Meter: 103 → 110 (Personal Taunt)]
"You mocking f**k! I'll skin you!"
Cronies gripped chains tighter. One sneered: "He's got Elder Yu's scroll! Thief!"
I dangled the crimson paper, waving like a taunting flag. "This? Found it next to Huo Kai's melted robes. Said it matches your ugly face."
Guffaws choked into growls.
[FEAR/CONTEMPT: 110 → 118]
Scar-lip roared. Saber glowed qi-blue. "Bind formation—NOW!"
Domain rippled silent—air thickened. They stumbled like drunk pigs.
[MALICE DOMAIN: -10% enemy speed]
Scar-lip charged sloppy. "I'll wipe that smirk off!"
Hahaha!!
Too easy.
Ducked his wild swing.
"Hey scarface, your saber's slower than your mom last night."
SNAP! Shard sliced his wrist tendon. Blade clattered.
He howled, clutching stump. "MY HAND!"
[Despair Harvest: +9 Malice → 127]
Chain-whip brute swung next. Links whistled pathetic.
I sidestepped, yanked chain like leash. "Good dog. Roll over?"
Yanked him into my knee.
CRUNCH! Ribs caved.
"ARF!" He wheezed—actual dog noise.
Enforcers blinked. One snorted before rage took over.
[Critical Taunt: +12 Malice → 139]
Archer nocked qi arrow, shaking. "F-Formation: Bind!"
Chains glowed, snaking toward me like retarded snakes.
Showtime. Crushed scroll between palms—crimson EXPLODED.
[FORBIDDEN DEVOUR ARRAY: ACTIVATED]
Enemy formation qi: DRAINED 80%.
Malice Cost: 20 pts → 119 remaining.
Domain: 15m. Enemies -50% qi.
Chains withered to ash mid-slither. Archer's arrow fizzled like wet firecracker.
"MY FORMATION!" he squeaked.
I strolled forward, spinning shard. "Your formation's at home with Huo Kai's pride."
SLASH. Throat opened wide.
GURGLE.
[Triple Kill: +20 Malice → 139]
Last two broke—backs turned. "DEMON!"
[FEAR OVERLOAD]
New Skill: Despair Mirage (Taunting clone).
Malice: 139 → 155/200.
Shadow-me split off beside them—flipping obscene gestures. "Run slower, cowards!"
They swung at empty air.
Real me flanked.
"Hey fellas—your wives send regards."
STAB. Neck.
CRUNCH. Spine.
PERFECT COMBO CLEAR!
[Level 5 ACHIEVED]
All Stats +25%.
Bloodline: 30% Evolved.
Title: Taunt Master (+20% Malice from mockery).
Total: 175/200 → Level 6 soon.
They slumped in twisted piles.
Silk swished.
Lady Mei leaned doorway, fan frozen mid-wave. "Trial awaits, demon."
Her eyes flickered—amusement? Hunger?
[TO BE CONTINUED]