From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 62 Despair Always Follows Hope

"Is this guy unkillable?!"

Umeen Chizu gasped, a storm raging within her, her facial muscles contorting in shock.

He was hit by his and Daigo's ninjutsu and hidden weapons, and inhaled a large amount of poison gas. He lost more blood than several people combined, but he still did not fall down or die.

What the hell is this thing?

The fear that had been temporarily suppressed surged exponentially at this moment, even overshadowing all reason.

They were facing an unkillable monster!

Sizzle

The enormous serrated cleaver was slowly raised.

Beneath that blood-red mask, the 'Butcher's' cold and ruthless eyes looked as if he were looking at two pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Suddenly, their breathing stopped.

Boundless fear, like an invisible hand, gripped their hearts tightly.

"Run! Run!"

Chizumi Umehara's rationality completely collapsed; the last thread in her mind snapped.

The thought of escaping flashed through his mind for only a moment before he abandoned his companion Daigo and ran frantically, shouting, "Help! Help! Someone save me!"

His desperate cries for help echoed through the empty, dark tower.

But the tower was empty, and no one could answer him.

Actually, you can't blame Umeen Chizu for this.

The oppressive feeling and indescribable fear that the tall figure brought to his heart were beyond the scope of human comprehension!

"Chizu?"

Daigo's expression changed drastically, as if he hadn't expected his companion to abandon him and run away.

Just as he was about to flee, a pungent smell of blood suddenly filled his nostrils, and the hideous, terrifying blood-red figure suddenly swung down with a serrated meat cleaver.

At the critical moment, Daigo pulled the puppet back in front of him.

Crackling sounds!

How could a wooden puppet withstand a serrated cleaver? It was instantly chopped into a pile of scrap.

Although the puppet was destroyed, Daigo seized the moment and, driven by the threat to his life, unleashed his chakra and dashed to the side.

But can things really go as he wishes?

The butcher gripped his serrated cleaver and swung it horizontally.

scoff!

Daigo had only taken one step when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in both legs.

Before he knew it, he collapsed to the ground, turning back in terror to find his face contorted in agony, veins bulging, pupils bloodshot, and screaming in utter agony: "Ahhh! My leg! My leg!"

Two bloody thighs, severed at the root.

Judging from the flesh and blood at the cut surfaces of the two legs, they appear as fine, crumbly pieces of meat, clearly indicating that they were forcibly sawed off.

Excruciating pain surged through his brain, causing Daigo to scream incessantly, "No, don't come any closer! Help me! Chizu, please help me!"

Upon hearing the cries for help, Chizu Umehara remembered her companion and looked in the direction of the sound, her face showing even greater terror.

The "Butcher," whose body was riddled with steel needles and hidden weapons, and whose chest bore several bloody holes, stood with his legs spread apart at Daigo's waist, holding the half-curved serrated knife, which was covered in fresh bits of flesh and blood, high above his head.

"Help me!"

Daigo stared in horror, his mouth agape, his trembling pupils bloodshot.

He placed his last hope for life on his companion, his eyes filled with longing.

Their eyes met, separated by more than ten meters.

Chizumi Umezono's lips were pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. He desperately wanted to save Daigo, but his instinct for survival held him back.

The step that had been taken was silently retracted.

"Chizu?"

Daigo looked at him with disbelief.

The serrated meat cleaver fell suddenly.

Click!

It was cut off from below the abdomen by a serrated meat cleaver.

"ah--!"

Daigo, who was essentially cut in half at the waist, was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

But the 'butcher' once again raised his huge cleaver, his eyes scanning him back and forth, as if weighing the next strike.

"Help me! Help me!"

Daigo used his last strength to look at his companions, his face contorted with pain and completely consumed by fear.

Looking into her companion's eyes, Umezono Chizuki gasped for breath, her face deathly pale, her pupils dilating. Finally, she bit her lip until it bled, and in a barely audible voice, she said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

He suppressed his guilt and turned to run without hesitation.

"Chizu, I hate you so much—"

Having been abandoned by his companions, Daigo was now completely consumed by resentment, his eyes filled with hatred.

He regretted it!

If I had abandoned Umezono Chizu just now, he would be the one alive now!

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

"I hate you—Chizu!"

"Ugh, I curse you!"

"No...please...have mercy on me..."

"Kill me! Kill me!"

Gradually, Daigo's voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

As Chizumi Umeen fled inside the tower, the fear intensified as she listened to her companions' voices grow fainter.

Because he knew he was next!

However, there was some good news as well.

The escape time bought by sacrificing his companions allowed Chizu Umeen to discover the intricate complexities inside the tower.

Not only were many passageways built, but there were also numerous rooms and secret passages, perfect for hiding.

He crawled laboriously along a narrow, dark passage. The location was quite secluded and was usually used for ventilation, making it extremely difficult to be detected.

After climbing for a while, Chizu Umeen felt severely exhausted and decided to take a break.

"It definitely won't be discovered."

He lowered his breathing, controlled his heartbeat, and thought to himself.

Just then.

Sizzle sizzle

The sound of a serrated meat cleaver scraping against the blue bricks could be clearly heard coming from above the passage.

It's it!

It is coming!

Umeen Chizu tightly covered her mouth, trying her best not to make a sound.

He dared not breathe, his pupils, as small as pinpoints, trembled, and his heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to burst out of his throat at any moment.

Each sound of the serrated blade slicing across the surface stirred a deep fear within him, frantically stimulating his fragile nerves, and a bone-chilling cold engulfed his entire body.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The sound of blades scraping against each other above his head gradually faded into the distance.

"Have they left?"

Hearing the 'Butcher's' voice fade into the distance, Umezono Chizu breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing slightly.

Constantly on the verge of collapse from fear, my reason seems to be slowly returning.

"I have to find a way to escape."

Chizumi Umehara regained some composure, her trembling eyes gradually calming: "This is a ventilation duct. Find the weak point in the barrier and force your way out!"

Just do it!

This ventilation tunnel is too narrow, especially for a man.

To crawl here, you can only rely on your abdomen, two feet, and ten fingers to exert force, slowly wriggling like a snake.

Umeen Chizu shuffled forward little by little, even as her skin was rubbed raw and bloody.

Finally, hard work pays off!

After crawling through the narrow, dark passage for more than ten minutes, he saw a faint glimmer of light.

"Is that the exit?"

Umehara Chizu's eyes widened, revealing a look of ecstatic joy: "And it's not even covered by the barrier yet!"

At the end of the secret passage was an iron fence.

What delighted him even more was that there was no barrier covering it. As long as he could get there, he could escape!

Sizzle, sizzle.

Ignoring the fact that her skin was being rubbed raw and bleeding, Umehara Chizu slithered towards the exit like a maggot.

"Almost there. Just a little bit more."

The faint light gradually magnified before my eyes.

Umeen Chizu had never felt that light was so warm, so much so that he longed for it.

Close, closer!

Just a little bit more!

Finally, after persistent effort, Umeen Chizu peeked her head out of the secret passage.

A fresh, sweet scent, untainted by any blood, filled my nostrils and filled my body, as if awakening boundless vitality.

"I'm out!"

Umezono Chizu's face lit up with ecstatic joy.

"Found you."

Suddenly, a piercing, hoarse sound rang out.

Umehara Chizu's heart seemed to stop for a moment, and the look of ecstasy on her face froze instantly.

Having already peeked out, he subconsciously turned back to look at the depths of the narrow, cramped passage, where a blood-red mask slowly emerged from the darkness!

He felt his ankle being grasped by a cold hand.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and terrifying force dragged Umehara Chizu back into the narrow and cramped dark passage.

"Ahhh—No! No!"

Meiyuan Chizu screamed in agony, her face filled with extreme terror.

His ten fingers gripped the floor tiles tightly, but he still couldn't resist the force until his fingernails flipped up, leaving ten bloody streaks in the passage.

Umeen Chizu screamed as she was dragged back into the depths of the secret passage.

The deepest fears and despair always arise after a glimmer of hope has been given.

June 31nd, sunny

I'm so envious of the group members who have recommendations! How can I impress Tea Master and get a recommendation? (Seriously)

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