Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 108, Section 045: The Beginning of an Old Dream
The chandelier snapped with a crack, the glittering glass ornament seemed to sink, shattering into pieces all over the floor, raising a cloud of dust.

A dark shadow emerged from the smoke and dust, transforming into a colossal elbow that slammed down on Greed.

Greed was completely unafraid, and a beastly growl escaped his throat, his bulging veins bulging like earthworms, clinging to his granite-like muscles.

He steadied his lower body and, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, delivered a powerful punch that, with a whoosh, pierced the palm of the wrathful Vajra.

In the clash of forces, the floor beneath the man's feet shattered, leaving two gashes in the rock, but he still stood firmly.

On the other hand, the giant ape had been pushed back countless times, and staggered as it fell headfirst into the broken seat, crushing the cushion with a cracking sound.

The puppets, their strings severed, were piled together in irregular twists, their mutilated faces staring blankly, with severed limbs scattered all over the ground.

The remains of the giant hippopotamus are still repairing. The larger the monster, the longer it takes to repair itself. Greed has tried to stop it, but there is no straightforward way to prevent them from repairing and resurrecting. The only option is to delay their repair time by inflicting more severe injuries.

Estimated the python's resurrection time, Greed prepared grenades with a blank expression.

He had roughly estimated the resurrection time of these four monsters. As long as he defeated them one by one, controlled the time difference, and took turns beating them to a state of severe injury or death, it would not be a one-against-four situation.

In his exploration, he even learned that piercing the heart and destroying the central nervous system was the best way to prolong the resurrection time.

Greed has no obvious ability; it is an innate talent.

He can analyze everything calmly, yet respond to everything with the same emotional intensity. He possesses everything that others envy.

Outrageous intelligence, exceptional physical fitness, undeniable masculinity, superior physical attributes, an optimistic and positive attitude, and innate charisma and leadership skills.

A man from a wealthy family with privileged circumstances is unlikely to develop a "greedy" mentality, because he can satisfy all his needs on his own.

Even now, facing four giant beasts, he can still control the situation with ease.

Perfect and powerful.

However, a way to completely eliminate these monsters has not yet been found.

Black magic won't work, and spells can't undo the manipulation of these beast-like puppets; they're probably part of that guy's body anyway. Only by completely eliminating him can these monsters stop their endless resurrection.

He glanced to one side, focusing on a quiet corner.

There, a fifth colossal beast appeared. To be precise, it had been sleeping beneath the stage until the wooden planks collapsed during the fight, causing the beast to writhe in its sleep, revealing half of its body.

Giant sloth.

Sloths sleep far more than they are active, spending most of their lives in hibernation, which truly represents 'laziness'.

But that's not all; this behemoth's ability is to enter dreams.

Despite being cleaved in two by arrogance, Aoyuki pulled her into the giant sloth's dream.

The original owner lost consciousness, and Aoman and Qingliu both collapsed.

The giant sloth showed no signs of waking up.

Greed frowned. Illusion—this was how sloth was attacked.

Without even looking up, he threw a grenade in the direction the giant python was coming from, blocking the blast with one hand. Taking advantage of the snake's loss of balance, he stabbed about seven inches into the snake's body with his knife. The dense scales were deeply dented under the immense force. In the end, the ordinary knife failed to completely cut open the snake's body, but the greedy and intensifying squeezing force crushed the bones piece by piece.

The python instinctively tried to sweep its tail, but with its vital spot captured, it could not exert any force. The tail, which had been lashed at the greedy elbow, was grabbed and thrown far away.

The antelope regained its fighting strength. It twisted its head, shook off the sand, and charged madly at Arrogance.

Greed blocked the antelope's path with his sword, twisting his wrist and slashing the blade into its ribs. Taking advantage of the momentum, he ripped open a huge gash, and the antelope let out a mournful cry before collapsing to the ground.

Greed seized the opportunity to crouch down, cut off the beast's limbs, and then castrated it.

He noticed that the monsters were in extremely unstable condition.

It was as if... they were comparing the meanings they each represented.

The giant ape, symbolizing rage, continues its furious rampage.

The giant python, a symbol of greed, stared at it with venomous resentment.

The antelope, symbolizing lust, is in its xx stage.

The giant hippopotamus, symbolizing 'gluttony,' was constantly gnawing, looking exactly like the state it was in during gluttony.

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

Neurotoxin!

Although it's unclear how Aoyagi managed it, the toxin was clearly beyond his capabilities. It couldn't be explained simply by manipulating puppets.

Now we can only rely on arrogance.

He glanced around; now he could only buy time for Pride to prevent these guys from getting involved again. He was also concerned that, if it was a replica of the Seven Deadly Sins, the monsters representing Pride and Envy hadn't yet appeared.

……

In a chaotic world, Aoyagi and Arrogance stand facing each other from afar, each wielding a sword.

“That way no one will bother us,” he said.

Arrogantly looking up, he found that in this chaotic world, his vision was limited, a hazy gray expanse with only the blurry outline of the green willow.

"Do you intend to trap me with this illusion?"

Aoyagi shook his head: "This is not an illusion. Illusions created by impacting your visual nerves are completely useless to you. This is a dwelling place for consciousness; we are all in the sloth's dream."

"This guy's sleep is actually harmless; it's just that it's incredibly effective against laziness," Aoyagi admitted.

"Now that things have come to this, do you still think my power is useless?"

Qingliu asked in a deep voice.

The arrogant reply was: "We have never denied your power."

Aoyagi picked at his ear and said impatiently, "Here we go again. I admit, since becoming a White Walker, I've enjoyed this feeling of superiority, but why should I pity those ants who are not related to me?"

"You still don't understand. When I saved you, you were just an ant in your own eyes."

“Yes, that’s right.” Qingliu said, lowering the brim of his hat, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"It is precisely because I have been an ant that I hate my powerlessness back then even more and pursue unparalleled power even more. Over the years, I have wanted to prove to you every day that power has no right or wrong, good or evil, only size and strength."

Arrogance remained silent, which was precisely where their disagreement had begun.

“I’m so grateful that you saved me from the crime scene, and for a long time, I even made it my goal to catch up with you,” Aoyagi said. “But now it seems that I’ve unknowingly gotten ahead of you.”

His face showed regret, and he spoke with a mocking tone.

"You're the kind of person whose memories are full of killing, yet you keep saying you should respect life. What a contradictory woman."

"Just as you said."

Arrogantly, he gripped the hilt of his knife tighter and said, "Having witnessed countless killings and stained my hands with blood, I yearn even more for the meaning of life."

"Is this your confession?" Qingliu laughed.

The woman didn't answer.

"I received it on behalf of God, so let me help you be freed."

His voice was gentle, but his pupils instantly turned cold.

(End of this chapter)