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Section 94, Chapter 29: Rooted in the Heart of Destruction

With all his might, Li Cheng punched Konoe Ren in the face, sending him flying with a cracking sound as his nose shattered, crashing to the ground a considerable distance away. Then, he turned and limped back to the container where Shio had been.

Blood dripped from Li Cheng's body, leaving gruesome marks in his wake. He continued forward in silence, as if he had forgotten the pain in his body and the mangled internal organs. With trembling steps, he slowly walked to the container and looked at the peaceful, sleeping face of Xi inside.

"tide, I've come to take you home."

Reaching out, Li Cheng clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the protective glass. A small crack appeared, but it wasn't enough, not nearly enough. Li Cheng roared and punched again, leaving another crack in the glass, the blood from his fingers staining the transparent glass.

Break it open for me! Aaaaaaahh ...

Wielding his only remaining left arm, Li Cheng roared, punching the highly reinforced glass again and again, widening the cracks and gradually denting them. His fingers were quickly torn and bleeding, or rather, they were already torn to the beginning. He kept punching, unaware that the flesh on his fists was sticking to the glass, unaware that his clenched fingers were exposing the white bone beneath.

"Stop it, you bastard!"

Someone rushed up from behind, a suppressed angry voice, and grabbed Li Cheng by the back of the neck. The person's strength had suddenly increased dramatically, and Li Cheng, caught off guard, was lifted up and thrown away, rolling a considerable distance on the ground before coming to a stop.

Looking up, in the gaze of his one-eyed eye, Konoe Jin's body seemed to have swelled up a whole size, his clothes bursting open to reveal a purplish-red physique. His once delicate face was now covered by bulging veins and flabby flesh. Seeing Li Cheng look up at him, Konoe Jin revealed a twisted smile.

"You didn't expect that, did you? I don't know why you're immune to my poison, but I have more than just poison. I also have drugs that enhance physical strength and combat power!"

Roaring, Konoe Jin charged at Li Cheng with such speed that Li Cheng could barely dodge to the side, but was still grazed by the other's body. As if hit by a speeding train, Li Cheng's body flew high into the air, crashed into the ceiling, and then fell into a pile of experimental equipment.

"Hahaha, is that all you can do? You can't even stand up like that? It seems your understanding is only this limited!"

Laughing wildly, Konoe Jin, seemingly driven mad by the reagents, strode forward, grabbed Li Cheng by the back of the neck, and lifted him into the air. Unexpectedly, Li Cheng raised his head and delivered a powerful punch, striking Konoe Jin's face with incredible speed. Caught off guard, Konoe Jin's teeth flew out from the blow, and his massive body crashed backward to the ground.

"Ouch, that hurts, you bastard!"

Before Konoe Hitoshi could even stand up again while cursing, Li Cheng grabbed one of his legs and flung him into the air, slamming him heavily against the wall, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. Li Cheng then strode forward, straddling Konoe Hitoshi's neck, and began relentlessly punching him in the face, rendering him unable to get up.

At that moment, a strange sound came from the huge instrument where tide was located.

Li Cheng looked up and noticed that a faint blue light had begun to appear on the outside of the instrument, spreading outwards. Although he didn't know what it was, Li Cheng instinctively felt that these phenomena would definitely bring bad consequences.

"Ugh!"

At that moment, Konoe Hitoshi, who was beneath him, suddenly exerted his strength and threw the momentarily distracted Li Cheng to the ground.

"You bastard, it hurts! Ouch, it hurts so much!"

Amidst a series of frantic roars, Konoe Jin swung his massive, swollen arms and slammed them down hard on Li Cheng's chest. The powerful blow caused Li Cheng to cough up a broken rib.

"Die here!"

With another roar, he swung a punch, smashing Li Cheng's head into the ground. Then came the second, third, and fourth blows... The enraged Konoe Jin went for the kill, determined to kill Li Cheng right there.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, followed by a blurry silhouette approaching from afar. Konoe Jin screamed in agony, clutching his bullet-pierced left shoulder and roaring wildly. Not far away, Emiya Kiritsugu, dragging his wounded body, leaned against the wall, holding his powerful pistol, coldly watching Konoe Jin, whom he had shot.

Tch, you missed.

The spent cartridge was ejected, and the chamber was reloaded. But before Kiritsugu Emiya could fire a second shot, Lee Seung, who had been lying on the ground like a dead man, suddenly stood up and delivered a vicious punch to Konoe Jin's chin, sending the enormous man flying and crashing into the ceiling.

"You...you can still move?"

Clutching his bleeding chin, Konoe Jin was no longer as frenzied as before. He looked at Li Cheng, who seemed to have been pulled from a pool of blood, and stared incredulously as the other man regained his footing, looked up to meet his cold gaze, and then clenched his fists and charged forward once more.

This can't be right, this is completely wrong. With injuries of this severity, there's no way he could continue fighting, right? This guy should be dead already, he should be dead!

Instinctively raising his hands to block, Konoe Hitoshi was struck on the wrist by Li Cheng's punch and staggered back a few steps. He let out a soft exclamation, only then realizing that Li Cheng's strength was not as great as when they first fought.

So that's how it is, haha, so that's how it is. Although you've persevered until now with sheer willpower, your stamina has finally run out, hasn't it? Haha, I knew it, I knew it.

With a cold laugh, Konoe Jin dodged Li Cheng's slow punch, kicked him in the stomach, sending him sprawling to the ground, and then stomped heavily on Li Cheng's half-crushed chest. Seeing Li Cheng's painful struggle, he couldn't help but laugh again.

"boom!"

Another gunshot rang out, grazing Konoe Hitoshi's hair and slicing off half of his left ear. He screamed in agony, his hateful gaze fixed on Emiya Kiritsugu, who was struggling to change bullets not far away.

"Go to hell!"

The massive body charged forward like an elephant, and Konoe Jin rushed in front of Emiya Kiritsugu, who was unable to dodge, and knocked him away, causing the gun in his hand to fall.

Very good, very good, very good.

That way, no one will stop me; that way, no one will try to stop me anymore. My plan, my wish, the long-cherished dream I've strived for for so many years—finally, the day will come when it's realized.

The drug seemed to be affecting his head; Konoe Jin felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if muscles were squeezing his brain inside his skull. But he still smiled happily, watching with rapt attention the enormous instrument that was gradually becoming brighter, and the yokai girl struggling painfully within it.

Crushing the monster's physical body and soul, extracting heterogeneous conceptual matter from the fragments of its consciousness, transforming it, and finally creating a powerful memetic device capable of eliminating and optimizing all harmful genes and comprehensively enhancing humanity itself—this is the greatest achievement of Konoe Jin, hailed as a genius by the world and proficient in pharmacology, alchemy, and mysticism.

Let us use the flesh and blood of this monster to achieve even greater things for humanity!

And I will thus become one of the greatest heroes sung by the world.

With an expression of utter rapture, Konoe Jin watched the constantly operating equipment with a rapt attention, completely unaware that a huge machine beside him was slowly tilting towards him.

boom!

"Ugh!"

Amidst screams, Konoe Jin was slammed to the ground by a machine weighing several tons, his flesh mangled beyond recognition. Meanwhile, at the spot where the machine had been standing, Lee Seung-san, covered in blood, released the broken base of the machine he had broken off. He turned and stumbled towards the now-operational machine.

tide, hang in there! You absolutely, absolutely have to hang in there!

With all his might, summoning the last remaining strength from his battered body, Li Cheng staggered across the cracked ground, over the various wires scattered everywhere, running all the way to the glowing instrument, and finally to Xi inside the container.

Finally, with the last remaining eye, gaze into the distance; with the last remaining arm, swing it, gather strength, aim, release, and use all your power to shatter it!

"Break it for me!!"

The center of his fist slammed into the already cracked protective glass. One punch, then another, and another. He relentlessly struck the increasingly dilapidated glass, each punch making it even more broken. Finally, with a furious roar as he nearly exhausted himself, Li Cheng delivered a powerful punch, shattering the glass completely.

As the instrument solution gushed out, a strange sound rang out, and the light on the instrument went out completely. There were even some sparks and small explosions at the edges.

Inside the container, tide's originally painful and distorted expression gradually calmed down.

As if waking from a long sleep, she slowly opened her eyes, raised her head somewhat dazedly, and saw outside the container, beyond the shattered glass stained with blood and flesh, Li Cheng's face, covered in filth and wounds, was facing her, revealing a gentle smile that she knew all too well.

"tide, it's time to go home."

Along with this scene appeared a sharp blade that suddenly pierced through Li Cheng's chest, protruding from his heart and spraying blood.

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Section 95, Chapter 30: The Body Burned to the Bone

"What have you done, you bastard!"

With a near-desperate roar, Konoe Jin gripped the blade tightly and stabbed through Li Cheng's back, piercing straight into his heart.

"Do you even know what you've done? You bastard!!"

Grasping the blade, Konoe Jin flung Li Cheng's body into the air, slamming him to the ground before pulling out the dagger. Roaring wildly, Konoe Jin hacked at Li Cheng's body repeatedly. Amidst the splattering of blood and flesh, Li Cheng could only lie helplessly on the ground, too exhausted to even rise and resist.

"You... sinner, you sinner!"

With a burning hatred, Konoe Jin plunged the blade into Li Cheng's chest once more, piercing his already ravaged heart. He roared furiously.

"This is the greatest thing that could have changed the fate of all mankind. We could have moved towards a better and stronger future. But because of you! Just because of you!! All of this is ruined!"

Once again, the blade pierced Li Cheng's body. Konoe Ren released his grip, stood up, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the glass behind him.

He turned around and saw that inside the container, which had been punched with a hole, Xi was anxiously banging on the glass, trying to escape.

"Ah, hahaha, hahahaha," Konoe Jin's face contorted into a maniacal grin, as if a drowning man had grabbed an oar. "How could I have forgotten? This monster is still here, and the test subject, the most important material, hasn't been destroyed yet. I haven't failed, I haven't lost. As long as I build a new testing ground, as long as I start over, I can turn everything around."

Yes, that's right. I haven't lost yet, and I can continue. In the end, the victor will still be me.

Before this joy could fully unfold, Konoe Jin's expression suddenly froze. A piercing pain, like a line, ran through his abdomen. He turned his head in horror and saw Lee Seung's pupils, now stained blood red.

He's not dead? He's still alive?

This can't be a lie, it must be a lie! How could someone survive such a fatal wound? It's impossible, it can't be!

Li Cheng pulled the blade that Konoe had left in his chest, gripped the knife with one hand, and slashed a long gash across Konoe's stomach. Almost instantly, Konoe's intestines rolled out of the cut, mixed with bright red flesh and yellowish-white fat, accompanied by Konoe's distorted, almost inhuman scream.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

It hurts! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Why does it hurt so much? Why? Why? Ahhh, it hurts so much! It hurts so much! It really hurts!

Amidst screams, Li Cheng reached out and ripped Jin Weiren's intestines and entrails out of the ruptured opening. He kicked Jin Weiren's already shriveled and massive body, causing him to stagger a few steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud, only able to convulse.

Li Cheng's body swayed slightly twice before he collapsed to the ground.

Blood was constantly draining from his body; his consciousness was sinking deeper and deeper into utter darkness. He had long since reached his limit; the fact that his battered body had managed to hold on until now was a phenomenon that even medical miracles could not describe.

And now, he is finally going to die.

It's cold, so cold, so cold.

Can you no longer feel your own body?

The last remaining eye had been hacked to pieces by Konoe Jin's initial frenzied attacks. Now, Li Cheng was completely blind, unable to see anything. He could only barely sense that he was lying face down on the ground through the almost numb sensation of his skin.

Half of his lungs were destroyed, and his ribs were shattered. Every breath was torture. His heart, pierced twice, was still beating, drawing more and more blood from the wounds. But now he had very little blood left; only a pitiful amount was slowly flowing from his body.

Two fingers remain on my left hand, injuries sustained while parrying a swing. The other three fingers are still attached, albeit with only a small amount of skin and flesh hanging from my palm.

His liver had been shattered in the previous battle, and fragments of his ribs, gleaming from the intense fighting, had scattered across his torso, piercing his kidneys and spleen, and becoming entangled with his intestines. His nose had been sliced ​​off, leaving only two bloody holes in his face. Part of the flesh around his mouth had also been cut away, exposing his stark white teeth to the air.

This is the current state of Li Cheng's body, which he can no longer clearly perceive.