Twisted Dreams-Chapter 42 - 14: So-Called Mission

"What?!"

Miyamoto Zajiro’s eyes widened in horror.

The suddenly appearing pale hand in the void made Chen Yuqi step back in terror.

This was all beyond human comprehension.

In the void, from a black magic circle, a figure emerged completely naked.

Pale skin, empty eyes, cold temperature.

Upon seeing the form of the undead, Miyamoto Zajiro’s pupils suddenly contracted:

"Inoue Yuuki?!"

This was another upper ninja under Kuroki Mitsusawa.

Inoue Yuuki had once executed Kuroki Mitsusawa’s mission to assassinate the Director of the South Sea Public Security Bureau.

The Director is still in the hospital’s intensive care unit, and Inoue Yuuki also died at the bureau.

How did Inoue Yuuki turn into this ghostly form and appear in such a bizarre way!

Could it be that they had long been noticed by that man like a god demon?!

And yet, they foolishly plan to assassinate him!

Miyamoto Zajiro stared at Li Yang and shouted:

"What exactly are you?!"

Li Yang disliked unnecessary talk, lightly flicking his forefinger behind.

"Roar!"

The undead opened its mouth wide, the corners extending to its ears, letting out a horrifying roar.

Miyamoto Zajiro wiped his sweat, mustered the courage, and charged toward the undead.

The shuriken struck at the undead’s throat.

But not even a trace was left.

The undead’s arm swung at Miyamoto Zajiro.

Like being hit by a car, Miyamoto Zajiro’s body was sent flying several meters.

"Roar!"

The undead instinctively pounced toward Miyamoto Zajiro, like a mad beast!

Miyamoto Zajiro pulled out a pill from his bosom, his eyes fierce, he swallowed it whole.

He stood up, letting out a roar unlike any human.

Miyamoto Zajiro and the undead clashed together.

This time, Miyamoto Zajiro could surprisingly wrestle with the undead for a while using the strength of his flesh.

Yet the undead was of unlimited strength, never exhausting in stamina, and had skin as tough as steel.

Miyamoto Zajiro could not resist for long, eventually fleeing.

Fortunately, he was fast, and ran into the forest at the seaside, momentarily losing the undead.

The undead was extremely sensitive to flesh and temperature, coupled with endless stamina, it would eventually catch up to Miyamoto Zajiro.

Moreover, the undead wasn’t slow.

"Ha—ha—"

Miyamoto Zajiro breathed heavily behind a large tree, blood continuously flowing from his nose and mouth.

He shakily took out his phone, blood dripping on it, he kept wiping, eventually unlocking the fingerprint.

Miyamoto Zajiro struggled to open his increasingly blurry eyes and sent a voice message to Kuroki Mitsusawa.

"Mitsusawa, I, I failed.

That person is beyond our imagination.

He’s had his eyes on us for a long time.

He’s an unbeatable serpent!

You need to leave South Sea, and never return!"

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s call came immediately:

"Zajiro! Zajiro! What’s happened to you!"

The voice was anxious.

Zajiro was not only his upper ninja but also his brother from childhood!

Miyamoto Zajiro desperately tried to stay conscious, speaking with despair:

"I can feel it, it’s here, it’s nearby, it’s come to capture me!"

Miyamoto Zajiro looked around, the surroundings were silent and unmoving.

He recalled something, suddenly looking up.

On the tree branch, the undead was crawling slowly like a spider towards him.

Upon being discovered, the undead let out a roar.

"Zajiro! Zajiro!"

Kuroki Mitsusawa yelled desperately.

On the phone, only the roar and Miyamoto Zajiro’s scream were heard.

Followed by a blood-curdling biting sound.

The busy signal.

...

The undead dragged Miyamoto Zajiro’s bitten corpse back to the seaside, prostrating devoutly, mouth still with meat residue.

Chen Yuqi covered her mouth, feeling nauseated.

Slowly, she kept her distance from Li Yang, instinctively covering her chest:

"Yang, Brother Yang, you are...?"

Li Yang turned around, fingers flowing with Power of Death, drawing something rhythmically in mid-air.

Under Miyamoto Zajiro, a black magic circle was forming.

Li Yang said indifferently:

"Who I am doesn’t matter, who you are is important."

Li Yang smiled:

"Are you Chen Yuqi, or something else?

Like this East Sakura person with half his neck bitten off by the monster.

Was he trying to kill me, or loyal to me.

Everyone comes to this world with their own mission, isn’t that so?"

As Li Yang spoke, his hand movements stopped.

The pitch-black Power of Death flowed into Miyamoto Zajiro’s mouth, nose, eyes, ears.

Miyamoto Zajiro’s black pupils disappeared, leaving only a complete ashen gray.

Miyamoto Zajiro began convulsing violently, absorbing the death energy from the surrounding undead.

Last time creating the undead was at North City Suburban Cemetery, where required the death energy to complete the creation.

Now, with an undead nearby, no need to resolve at the cemetery.

Miyamoto Zajiro stopped convulsing, his arms lengthening, hind legs bending.

Like a gorilla, he hunched on the ground.

The back ruptured, massive bone spikes protruded from the spine.

Hands and feet enlarged, growing sharp claws.

It opened its mouth, mouth tearing, ridiculously large, jaw almost touching the ground.

Li Yang snapped his fingers, a massive black magic circle appeared under the two undead, they slowly sank into the circle, disappearing at the beach.

Li Yang lit a cigarette, saying:

"It’s your turn. I bestow upon you your mission, at the cost of freedom.

Or, give me your innermost desires, and I erase your memory at the beach."

Chen Yuqi tried hard to remain calm.

Suddenly, she thought of Su Yutang.

Su Yutang was about to die, but after Li Yang appeared at the Green Grass Sanatorium, Su Yutang was discharged the next day.

Su Yutang must have received her mission from Li Yang!

As for forgetting the beach memory......

She would only remember her fairy-tale dream shattered, leaving the venue like a stray dog.

She couldn’t accept this outcome.

At a crucial turning point in her life, she had an intuition.

If she forgot what happened at the beach today, she would never touch ’preciousness’, always just a worthless gold-digger. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The only one who could elevate her to high society, Li Yang, would also leave her.

Chen Yuqi looked at Li Yang, eyes full of desire, hands clasped together:

"I don’t want to always be a cheap woman.

Please, give me another kind of life."

Li Yang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke:

"Tell me your desire."

Chen Yuqi firmly replied:

"I want to be priceless!"

Each word was spoken with great force.

Li Yang’s lips curved into a smile:

"A correct choice."

Chen Yuqi is a test subject, with Li Yang nurturing the Desire Power in her, who knows what effect it may have.

Li Yang’s eyes appeared with black runes.

The extremely pure Desire Power within Chen Yuqi surged toward Li Yang’s eyes.

Li Yang took out a small wooden jar from his bosom, a black potion slowly appearing inside.

With deep eyes watching Chen Yuqi, under the guidance of the Power of Death, the Desire Potion flew towards Chen Yuqi.

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ps: Something’s up, next Chapter will be updated later.