Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

The office worker's eyes widened slowly as he saw his right hand, which was holding a dagger, fly out of his sight.

He turned his head and looked to his side.

The blood-red axe remained in a downward chopping position. Qi Xie, who had arrived at some unknown time, smiled and squinted at him.

"You're trying to lay a hand on my cute gold digger while I'm just cleaning up the trash? Shouldn't you ask me first?"

When Bai Yiyi saw Qi Xie arrive, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Bai Yiyi giggles.

"You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog, don't you?"

Bai Yiyi doesn't laugh.

Qi Xie looked relaxed, but the office worker's expression grew increasingly ferocious:

"Trying to show off in front of me? Kid, you were still playing arcade games when I first killed someone!"

With that, he twisted his waist sharply and swung his right arm straight at Qi Xie's eyes. His right hand, which should have been severed, was reattached intact to his wrist, holding a sharp dagger.

Qi Xie dodged the attack by leaning back at an astonishing angle, and at the same time kicked his opponent in the chest, sending him flying five meters away.

The office worker felt as if the kick had broken several of his sternums, causing his blood to rush to his head and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The blood seemed to have shattered something completely, and a twisted color appeared on the salaryman's face, which then transformed into a completely unfamiliar face.

This face has slightly protruding cheekbones, thin cheeks, a pointed chin, and upturned eyes, making it appear fierce and ruthless.

Someone in the live stream recognized the face and exclaimed in surprise:

"Isn't this the infamous assassin Jia Yu?"

"It's him. He possesses the bizarre D-rank skill [Imagination], which allows him to materialize, to some extent, the beings from his own memories."

"This guy changes his appearance every time he enters a dungeon, cheats other players to monopolize the dungeon rewards, and even kills and robs in the real world; his methods are extremely cruel."

"It's said that the 'Black Saints Guild,' with a similar style of operation, is already recruiting him. Damn, it's like finding a kindred spirit in a stinking mountain village; a prostitute going to a brothel, a gambler going to the rooftop—a perfect match."

Inside the instance, Jia Yu fully revealed his face, rolled twice on the ground, and then secretly looked at the door emitting white light.

It's true that Qi Xie kicked her away, but flying that far was also the result of him deliberately exerting force backward.

Fighting Qi Xie was never his goal; this was his escape route!

Although he had killed many people, he still had self-awareness.

His methods mostly involve ambushing people in secret or launching surprise attacks when the other party is completely unprepared.

In a direct confrontation, his combat strength would be roughly the same as Tiger's.

As for Qi Xie, facing this monster who could fight the Butcher head-on, he had no intention of resisting at all.

At least they don't want a direct confrontation.

"We're still a bit far from the door, it's not safe. Let's try to stall for time with words and quietly move closer to the door..."

Jia Yu's eyes lit up, and he decided to use the same trick he had used on Bai Yiyi.

He sneered and spoke:

"I……"

However, before he could finish speaking, the Blood Axe whistled and spun towards him, its target aimed directly at his forehead.

Jia Yu's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, avoiding the blood axe.

"you……"

call--!

Qi Xie's figure blurred into afterimages as he hooked and slammed his right fist down.

Jia Yu ducked to dodge, but the fist grazed his scalp and slammed into the wall, creating spiderweb-like cracks.

This relentless offensive left Jia Yu breathless and pale.

"Listen..."

"I won't listen."

After throwing a punch, Qi Xie used the momentum of pulling back his fist to deliver a powerful left kick, slamming Jia Yu across the face and sending him flying.

Several broken teeth flew through the air, and Jia Yu slammed them hard onto the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood, almost going crazy.

I've never seen anyone fight like this before!

There wasn't a single moment between the attack and the follow-up strikes!

This has never happened before!

You should have given me a verbal sparring session! Then ask who I am! Let me tell you about the evil plan I carried out last night! Finally, let me sneak up to the exit gate and trigger the special completion CG!

That's not how you fight!

"Aren't you...aren't you curious about who I am?!"

Jia Yu struggled to shout out those words.

"I don't care who you are, you're no good anyway. It's not too late to investigate after you've killed you."

Upon hearing this, Jia Yu's vision went black.

It wasn't from anger, it was from getting punched in the face again.

Jia Yu took the punch and was sent flying backward again.

Qi Xie deliberately aimed his attack in the direction where the blood axe had fallen, and in a few quick steps, he caught up, grabbed the blood axe from the ground, and delivered a head-on leaping slash!

With nowhere to dodge, Jia Yu could only raise the dagger in his right hand in an attempt to block.

Whoosh!

His right hand, still holding the dagger, was severed and sent flying again. However, the next second, Jia Yu's right arm did not stop at all, and swept towards Qi Xie's body.

Qi Xie's abdomen suddenly burst open with a gash, as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade.

The wound, which was originally only the size of an index finger, was tearing and widening on its own, bleeding profusely.

However, the B-grade [Flesh Rebuilding] also reveals its terrifying side at this time.

His abdominal flesh writhed wildly, instantly squeezing the wound shut, and it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That right hand and the dagger have reappeared..."

Qi Xie looked at Jia Yu's intact right hand and the dagger he was holding.

He looked to the side and saw that his right hand and the dagger he had just cut off were slowly fading away like bubbles, disappearing into nothingness.

The right hand he had initially severed still lay quietly in place, but the dagger was gone.

"I see. I did cut off his right hand the first time, but the right hand that appeared afterward was all some kind of temporary illusion. The dagger should have been an illusion from the beginning."

Qi Xie couldn't help but be somewhat amazed:

The opponent's bizarre skills are undoubtedly very practical and troublesome. They can not only cause results similar to instant recovery, but also create non-existent seals out of thin air.

Of course, Qi Xie also firmly believed that, at least in the hands of the guy on the other side, this skill must have limitations.

Otherwise, judging from this skill alone, the opponent would never appear in a dungeon of this level.

"Enough! Name your price! What do you want? Money? Or something else? How much did that woman give you? Let me go, and I can give you double!"

Jia Yu roared with red eyes, seemingly driven to the brink of despair.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yiyi, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt a pang of anxiety.

Although she was somewhat confident in her "petit-bourgeois" family background, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered when faced with an unknown and strange traveler.

However, Qi Xie simply slung the blood axe over his shoulder and glanced at the other person with the look of someone looking at an idiot:

"Your eyes are full of murderous intent. Do you want me to believe that you won't try to get back at me after I let you go?"

Jia Yu's expression twitched, seemingly realizing that he was destined to die here today no matter what, and he said unwillingly:

"I didn't think {The Butcher} was 100% sure he could kill you. The original plan was that if you killed {The Butcher}, I would pick up the dagger and the woman's bracelet and leave immediately."

"But that woman, whom you arranged to be in a safe place, didn't die, thus delaying my progress! I want to know how you figured out my plan?"

"Oh, this?"

Qi Xie pointed to the ceiling.

"You didn't notice, did you?"

Jia Yu's eyelids twitched, and his eyes glazed over.

"Paint peeling off the ceiling? Why is the paint peeling off?"

He couldn't accept that his failure was due to a mere piece of plaster on a wall, and he began to curse angrily:

"Who the hell owns this hotel? The ceiling's moldy and they don't even bother fixing it? What if plaster falls down and injures someone? Do they even know how to run a business? I'll fucking swear!"