Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 170 The Innately Evil Uchiha Brat
Chen Baiyu watched the head fall to the ground without saying a word.

Just now……

What did this guy say again?

They were killing with great gusto at the time.

Ignoring everyone else's babbling, he went up and delivered a sharp, swift craniotomy.

It seems a bit unrealistic to ask someone to stand up and say it again in English now.

After all, this guy is already Louis XVI, and Chen Baiyu doesn't know any necromancy magic yet, so he can't make the dead come back to life and speak.

If I think back carefully...

That guy seemed to be speaking German?

I can only determine the language type at most.

Because Chen Baiyu really didn't have much exposure to German.

Even if he could recall fragmented memories from the past, he still wouldn't be able to learn German. After all, he would need enough material to recall, understand, and apply to other situations.
For languages ​​I haven't learned.

At most, he can learn Japanese, a language with a lot of material, by watching the memories of the super brain. As for German, he can only know a few common sentences.

His repertoire probably consists only of basic greetings like "Hello," "Thank you," "You're welcome," and "Goodbye," as well as the few phrases that villains in war movies often shout.

These two sentences are clearly not the common kind.

In addition, the guy's accent didn't seem to be standard; it had a bit of a regional accent, which naturally made things even more complicated.

He could only deduce from the guy's expression that one sentence was cursing and venting his emotions, and the other was bewilderment and disbelief.

The specific details are naturally unclear.

However, this is not a big problem.

When he was first teleported here and couldn't figure out his location using more methods due to a lack of geographical knowledge, he realized that his knowledge was lacking and developed the idea of ​​learning.

After returning home this time, my determination to study will naturally be even stronger.

You'll understand the meaning of those two sentences sooner or later.

After a few thoughts flashed through his mind, he looked at the center of his palm, which had received the bullet but showed no trace of it.

Actually, he didn't catch the bullet by relying on his reaction speed in the strict sense.

In fact, at his current skill level, he is not yet capable of accurately catching a bullet with just two fingers.

So his seemingly amazing feat of catching the bullet was actually based on predicting the bullet's trajectory by observing the person's subtle movements.

He then opened his arms and waited there.

Catch the bullet first, then wait until the bullet's kinetic energy is almost depleted and it's about to fall before grabbing it again.

But none of this matters.

Whether it was the incomprehensible German or the act of catching a bullet with one's bare hands, it was all meaningless to the dead man.

Nothing matters anymore.

The lowly stray dog, carrying its dream of a money-grubbing kingdom, was forever lulled to sleep by Chen Baiyu.

No matter how complex and exciting Manny's past life may have been, it ultimately could not withstand the boundary between life and death.

After all, even someone as noble as Louis XVI would have his entire life reduced to nothing after being beheaded.

This is the greatest limitation of mortals.

Chen Baiyu squinted at the rough cut left by the violently twisted neck of the corpse, and couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of emotion.

Not to mention the guy in front of me who couldn't even utter two complete sentences, there were also corpses scattered all over the living room of this villa.

Humans are too fragile.

Their vulnerability lies in their physical bodies.

A single bullet, a heavy punch, an illness, or an accident can easily destroy this sophisticated or crude machine.

They are more vulnerable to time.

Even if it isn't ended by violence, the dull blade called "aging" will slowly and steadily wear everything down. It dulls the mind and turns the body to dust.

They could not escape the ultimate question of life—death.

It hangs like an eternal shadow at the end of every mortal's life.

Whether it's the peaceful end of a long life or the violent abrupt end.

It will eventually come to an end.

"It will always come."

Chen Baiyu muttered to herself, her voice unusually clear in the deathly silent room.

This sentence sounds like a cold, scathing judgment.

It serves as both an explanation of the current tragic situation and a warning about one's own predicament.

Fortunately, he's different.

With intuition and excellent observation skills.

Nowadays, the probability of such an unexpected situation occurring for him is not high.

Even if he were to encounter an accident that would kill most ordinary people, he would still have a high probability of surviving unharmed.

If anyone tries to kill him, he will kill them in return.

If a gas cylinder explodes, he can survive even if he takes the explosion face-to-face, as long as he instantly activates his Dragonborn form.

If a large truck were to come and take him to another world for reincarnation, he could easily dodge it with a jump of more than five meters.

Even with the passage of time.

It's becoming insignificant to him as well.

His lifespan is increasing with each passing year.

Even if one day he encounters a hermit old man and actually kills him.

There's really no need to be afraid.

Because he estimated that he would be able to truly reach the Yang God realm after a few more upgrades.

This level of spiritual attainment goes far beyond simply being able to travel thousands of miles in spirit and pluck flowers.

You can also possess another body and be reborn, or reincarnate into another's body and start over with a new account!
Physical death will not be the end!

If Chen Baiyu were a little unorthodox...

He could even start cultivating several perfect bodies for himself right now, constantly supervising and assisting him in his efforts to reach the limits of human potential.

It serves as a backup body for his own possession.

If he happens to encounter some reclusive old master who kills him, there's still a chance to restart.

Old man, this is my escape route~

This is the Phoenix Project of Infinite Rebirth!
Of course.

No matter how much an ordinary person trains themselves, they can never compare to their own innate physical nature.

Therefore, it would be best to find a way to express the "Senluo Visualization Method" in a form that normal people can understand, and then guide and teach a brainwashed disciple who has embarked on the extraordinary path.

This would be even more perfect material.

Wait until the day I need it.

All you need to do is say this: "Disciple, cultivation doesn't have to be so complicated. I can transfer all my cultivation and memories to you. There is just one small side effect: you will lose your original memories."

Think of this.

Chen Baiyu felt that something was wrong with her.

broken.

Am I an inherently evil Uchiha brat?
If they sent me to some fantasy world of cultivation and gave me a system, I'm afraid I'd really wreak havoc with the Emperor's Banner.

In the midst of random thoughts.

Manny's headless body, having lost its last point of support, fell forward in accordance with the laws of gravity.

"Bang—crack!"

The sound wasn't just a heavy impact; it carried a complex texture.

First came a dull, loud bang.

Like a heavy sack filled with wet mud being slammed to the ground, it was the first and last intimate contact between the headless torso, chest, and abdomen and the smooth oak floor.

Then came a sharp, screeching sound. It was the pistol that Manny had been clutching tightly in his hand, which, due to post-mortem reflexes, hadn't let go of, and the sharp sound of the metal barrel rubbing violently against the floor.

The body finally hit the ground.

His upper body was completely lying on the ground, and thick, fresh blood gushed from the severed neck, quickly spreading a dark, intense red across the floor.

Chen Baiyu was startled back to her senses by the commotion.

They paid no heed to the mess in front of them.

Instead, he picked up Manny's head from the ground and turned around.

With a clear destination in mind, they headed straight for the villa with the basement they had seen before.

In fact, just as he could tell from the minimap that the man was coming, he would not ignore the light spot that arrived shortly after the man.

However, the target of that mission did not come here, but went to the villa with the basement that Chen Baiyu had seen before.

Chen Baiyu calmly walked over, holding her head in her hand.

It's certain that they won't let a single one go.

After kicking open the door, whose lock he had already broken, he immediately saw a woman in the center of the hall hanging herself by the neck through a white cloth threaded through a beam.

The woman's toes convulsed in the air, tracing chaotic arcs, as the ropes dug deep into the flesh of her neck, producing a teeth-grinding "crunch."

Her legs kicked violently like a fish tail leaving the water, her ankles hitting the crooked chair with a dull thud.

A series of intermittent "hoho" sounds squeezed out from deep in his throat.

Like a broken bellows pumping desperately.

This is Peggy Bradley, who, believing she had recognized God's wrath, chose to actively seek death.

Chen Baiyu did not recognize her.

However, this does not affect his accuracy.

"No swinging indoors!"

Without hesitation, Chen Baiyu threw the head he was holding over.

That head, still warm and frozen in shock, was now like a cannonball of flesh and blood hurled from a catapult, heading straight for the woman who was dangling in mid-air, struggling unconsciously.

This force instantly destroyed the balance between the rope's restraint and the woman's own weight.

The taut rope let out a faint, mournful cry.

It broke at a certain point!
Peggy's body, momentarily losing its weight, plummeted from mid-air like a broken puppet whose strings had been cut.

She didn't fall slowly; instead, she was slammed to the ground by her own weight and the residual impact of her head, making a heavy thud.

That was the sound of bones shattering after hitting the floor.

The broken rope dangled limply beneath the beam like a dying snake.

Peggy landed on the floor in an extremely disheveled manner.

He coughed violently and gagged violently amidst the greedy gasps following excruciating pain and suffocation, his consciousness struggling fiercely on the edge of life and death, his body trembling and convulsing uncontrollably due to the immense physiological shock and the fear of impending death.

But she ignored the pain in her body.

I was immediately gripped by endless fear, both mentally and emotionally.

Even though every inch of my bones was screaming in pain.

But they proved with unmistakable clarity that she was still alive.

Just seconds before, she thought that the suffocating feeling of being tightly constricted was a ticket to salvation, a ritual of humble repentance offered to the descending deity.

But until the very moment his neck was about to break.

The instinct for survival made her like a caged wild beast, kicking the void wildly with her ankles.

What piety? What martyrdom?
As the brain was boiled by lack of oxygen, only the most primitive and ugly screams roared from the depths of the soul: I don't want to die!
Manny's head rolled to the side of her hand.

The frozen expression of astonishment was like an icicle, piercing through all her self-deceptive illusions.

While thinking.

The approaching footsteps jolted her awake like a death knell.

Peggy trembled as she raised her eyes, which were blurred with blood and tears, and met the pair of golden vertical pupils beneath the wooden mask.

There was no anger, no pity.

The owner of those eyes casually snapped Manny's head as easily as extinguishing a candle flame, and slaughtered the entire sect's leadership as if sweeping away garbage.

The white robe was stained with streaks of blood, making him look like a walking Grim Reaper.

This was something completely beyond her comprehension.

"I……"

Peggy's voice was filled with desperate sobs.

He tried to say something more.

But when those golden pupils turned slightly and landed on her, her blood seemed to freeze instantly.

Faced with terrifying power.

Fear is unstoppable.

She realized that everything she had thought about before, all that talk of dying, was just a pretext she used to cover up her greed and cruelty.

And this god doesn't even need to utter a rebuke.

His very existence is the most complete denial and torture of her.

Peggy collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.

They had even lost the strength to tremble.

In a trance.

She felt like she remembered something.

When I was a child, I think I really believed in God, didn't I?

After secretly leaving that home filled with arguments and domestic violence, and those inhuman parents, I quietly hid in a corner of the Christian church for a few days.

And so he left his parents.

When the church staff found her and offered her hot milk and bread, she truly felt that she had a god she could devoutly believe in.

Unfortunately, afterwards...

Before I could finish recalling what had happened, a blazing fireball appeared in my field of vision, growing larger and larger.

Her pupils dilated.

Terrified, I tried to move to get away, but found that I couldn't move at all.

next moment.

The flames exploded nearby.

As expected, Peggy fell into a permanent slumber amidst the scorching heat.

Chen Baiyu quietly looked at the corpse on the ground, whose skull had been blasted open by his fireball spell, and nodded.

It was just a fleeting, subtle change in the woman's expression.

He immediately knew that this woman was definitely going to trigger a flashback, so he didn't wait for her to recall anything before taking action.

Not a buddy?

Do you really think I'd give you a chance to unleash your full power and turn the tables through your memories?
Don't be ridiculous, it's just a little experience pack.

Let's finish this. That's about enough.

He's not the kind of brainless villain who has to talk nonsense for ages and even explain his own abilities.

They could have ended the battle immediately.

They even dragged it out for half a day to let the main characters go into the flashback and unleash their full power, only to have them crushed by the main characters shouting about courage and bonds.

In fact, Chen Baiyu is the kind of guy who takes action while others are still in the transformation animation, and he also attacks the transformation device and the other person's magic pill.

Think so.

He decisively cast another fireball on Peggy's corpse, making her already shattered head even more violently exploded.

The corpses in the villa had all been stabbed.

Even if your head explodes, you can't forget or miss the necessary rituals.

(End of this chapter)