Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

"At first, I was scared. Even after so many of my friends died, I was still scared. But after being scared so much, I saw myself more clearly. After that, I kept suppressing my anger. The anger made me so ashamed and angry that I couldn't sleep at night. I only have this little place to live, why can't things be a little better?"

As they spoke, a snake-like Deadpool, already at the forefront, twisted its body and coiled around them. Lu Mingfei turned his head regretfully, twisting the snake forcefully as he spoke.

The long sword sliced ​​open the monster's abdomen, spilling out dark red entrails and splattering black blood all over him.

"I had a girl I liked in middle school, but as I learned more, I didn't like her as much anymore. It was painful to leave the world of a girl who didn't like me. Even though I was like a headless fly, it was still progress."

Covered in blood, Lu Mingfei mechanically and efficiently swung his knife, his crimson figure in the fiery light resembling a harvester from a dead land, narrating a story that was half-recollection.

The sword in his hands was completely unpredictable; he could wield the heavy weapon "Berserk" so skillfully that no technique or method was needed.

"I've met truly outstanding people. You guys are like vodka, like brandy, and at the very least, there are watered-down fake liquors in the world. My core is like orange soda, produced and sold in a small seaside town. How can you expect someone to drink soda instead of liquor...?"

As Lu Mingfei entered the group of Deadpools, he started to ramble on and on. By the time he realized he had fallen into his old habit of going off-topic, he had already said a lot.

He wanted to scratch his head, but it wasn't appropriate to do so while holding a weapon on the battlefield of the mural hall amidst flames and blood. So, he could only casually chop off the head of another snake-like Deadpool next to him to cover up the embarrassment of going off-topic.

"What are you talking about? Is this the place for us to have heart-to-heart talks and reminisce about the past, you artsy boy?!" Caesar fired wildly, completely bewildered, trying to relieve Lu Mingfei's pressure... although actually, the pressure should have been on the group of Deadpools, as Lu Mingfei was talking so much it was like they were having a tea party.

"Is it wrong for my language skills to be limited?" Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed. "Please, I'm only a senior in high school. It's normal to be a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)..."

He's not just a senior in high school; he hasn't had a good night's sleep for most of his high school years, let alone experienced youth and said goodbye to his teenage years. He spent all of that time in this building killing Deadpool.

"What the hell? Aren't you a sophomore? And that's prejudice. I've seen plenty of quirky girls in the Kassel College student council who only drink soda and don't taste wine!"

"But I prefer drinking... That's not important. If you like a girl, just pull out your hunting knife and give it to her to open the bottle. At least that proves you're a carbonated soda drink that can draw a knife."

Lu Mingfei's words sounded too depressing, and Caesar strongly objected to them.

The weak Chu Zihang opened his eyes and reached for his gun. He forced himself to turn to the side, his expression unchanged: "I don't understand much either."

After a pause, Caesar hesitated for a moment before speaking in a tone that suggested he knew what he was doing: "Listen, I think you've been suppressing yourself too much. Right now, you're fantastic in my eyes."

"I knew you had a scholarly side before, but I didn't expect you to be this scholarly. You should let that fat woman in Takamagahara open her heart to you. Your manly way of playing the flower hasn't been tempered by pain yet."

Before he could finish offering words of comfort like an older brother, Caesar, slightly distracted, was nearly caught by a Deadpool's claws on his neck. He managed to roll backward and, cursing, drew his hunting knife.

Fortunately, this Deadpool was actually attracted by Genjiro's blood and had no intention of wasting his time on Caesar. When he failed to strike, he tried to bypass Caesar and pursue his target.

Calmly loading the ammunition, Chu Zihang frowned slightly: "Next time we go back to Shilan, I'll accompany you to see that girl named Chen Wenwen again."

Taking up his gun to help Caesar and Genjiro deal with the danger of a Deadpool attack, Chu Zihang added, "If you need to."

His words were brief, spoken after a moment of careful consideration, and were more of a promise than a word of comfort.

His theoretical experience in this area is far inferior to that of another fellow from Kassel.

Chu Zihang's words reminded Lu Mingfei of an old TV series he used to watch, a youth entrepreneurship drama from the old days. That day, Lu Mingze had taken over the computer, so he could only watch TV in the living room. The old TV couldn't change many channels, and apart from this one, most of the other channels were rural love stories.

He still vividly remembers the dialogue between the two characters in that story. At first glance, both characters had the appearance and demeanor of the kind of upright and righteous figures with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Character A says, "I don't like someone." Character B listens silently as Character A lists flaws and vents their emotions. A says, "Why are you just nodding? Don't you have any opinions about him?" B replies, "I don't know the person you're talking about, and I can't make an objective analysis based on your emotions. I just need to remember that we both don't like that person."

This person is not actually that righteous or objective; he is very protective of his own.

"I can join you two. By the way, who is Chen Wenwen? I think she's in Fingel's 'Shocking, S-Class Demise'. I read it a long time ago. From your tone, Chu Zihang, it sounds like you're going to assassinate her. If so, count me in." After a messy roll, Caesar spat out blood and raised his gun to indicate that he wanted to join in.

After saying that, he viciously closed the distance, shot and knocked off Deadpool's jaw, and joined forces with Genjiro to take down this gloomy guy. The way he did it was as if he was pledging allegiance to him.

Takamagahara, Fat Woman, Flower Path... Genji silently digested this incredible information about the students from the main campus.

Why were these three guys from headquarters starting to chat among Deadpool? He couldn't follow their train of thought at all.

Is he also going to accompany us to assassinate that... Chen Wenwen?

"Listen to me! I'm serious! Chen Wenwen is off-topic and the content is unimportant. It has nothing to do with girls right now." After twisting off Deadpool's arm and throwing it away, Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes at them helplessly.

The deafening roar nearly drowned out his voice. Explosives roared from the far end of the mural hall, and flames raged up to the dome of the Buddhist temple. The first round of explosions had begun.

Having anticipated this, Lu Mingfei took a few steps back towards the elevator, his clothes slightly dirty.

The area affected by this explosion was quite limited. He leaped forward and kicked aside an unfortunate Deadpool who had been blown over by the explosives, taking the opportunity to unleash his Word of Power.

The black wind swirled within a circle ten meters in diameter before contracting to Lu Mingfei's side. The shattered air fragments seeped into the wounds of the two Death Servants beside him, as if countless invisible small beasts were opening their mouths to tear at him.

Word of Power: Vampire Scythe

The releaser can create a wind field centered on themselves, and to a certain extent control the airflow, scattering dozens or even hundreds of transparent and sharp air fragments in all directions.

These fragments are the "dead Kamaitachi," which can be compared to rapidly flowing, non-disposable air bullets. Their individual lethality is limited but not too bad; they can easily cut through the surface skin of most creatures and leave fine cuts quickly when locking onto a target.

When these fragments are too dense, they can even shoot down a volley of crossbow bolts or sever major blood vessels, causing enemies to bleed continuously until they die, much like commanding a group of blood-sucking wind demons from mythology.

The Vampire Scythe is a superior Word of Power of the Kamaitachi. Like the Kamaitachi, it has a hearing-enhancing effect, but its lethality reduces the range of hearing.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Mingfei's domain limit is a circle with a diameter of fifty meters. After injecting the evolution drug, it can reach nearly one hundred meters, which is also the range where air debris can move.

There's absolutely no need to pursue a large range for this Word of Power, as that would greatly reduce its close-range lethality, since the total number of air fragments that can be released remains essentially unchanged.

The Vampire Scythe was supposed to be a transparent, swirling blade, a small, transparent scalpel, but Lu Mingfei's Vampire Scythe was slightly different.

When the monarch's domain expands, the power of words is merely a bonus.