Twisted Dreams-Chapter 56 - 28: The Smoking Death God

The ash from the cigarette in Kuroki Mitsusawa’s hand fell onto his slightly trembling leg. He stared ahead, swallowed hard, and dared not look at Li Yang beside him.

That person gave him the feeling of a chilling ghost!

Li Yang took a cigarette from the pack:

"Lend me a light."

Kuroki Mitsusawa fumbled nervously before taking out a lighter, lighting it, and handing it to Li Yang:

"Senior, please."

Li Yang lit the cigarette.

Kuroki Mitsusawa carefully asked:

"Senior, exactly who are you...?"

"I’m very interested in your God Creation Organization’s gene modification." Li Yang exhaled a puff of smoke, filling the car with smoke.

He looked at Kuroki Mitsusawa with slightly eerie eyes: "Of course, I’m also very interested in you personally."

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s strength far surpassed Miyamoto Zajiro; he was certainly the strongest undead at the moment.

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s facial muscles twitched almost imperceptibly.

So, they weren’t created through gene modification?

They were true anomalies, not humans!

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s heart raced, overwhelmed with an unprecedented sense of life-or-death crisis.

He aggressively cursed inwardly:

"I can’t die, I must get this information back; these anomalies will be key to the God Creation Plan!"

Kuroki Mitsusawa lowered his gaze humbly, deliberately appearing weak:

"Senior, please spare me; I can talk about the experiments."

Li Yang chuckled lightly: 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Your soul is trembling, which means you’re lying."

Kuroki Mitsusawa was baffled, how could anyone see through a soul?

Was he mocking me, or did he already expect me not to tell the truth?

Kuroki Mitsusawa looked sincere:

"Senior, believe me, I..."

Li Yang spoke to himself:

"I don’t know where your race got the habit from, but from a few generations back, you’ve been keen on conducting bizarre experiments on foreign soil.

The South Sea flu has killed many people. How did this flu come about?

If this flu gets any worse and the Xia Country authorities focus attention on the South Sea, it could cause me significant trouble."

Kuroki Mitsusawa felt the growing murderous intent from Li Yang, filled with anger:

"Senior, must you kill me?!

I’m not made of clay!"

Li Yang sneered:

"As I said before, I’m also very interested in you personally.

As for the experiment, I can find out even if you’re dead."

Kuroki Mitsusawa grew malevolent and defiant, if battle was unavoidable, then let there be battle!

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s body muscle suddenly bulged, filled with explosive power.

He seized the opportunity, striking with a fist the size of a sandpot towards Li Yang’s head when he wasn’t paying attention.

Li Yang parted his thin lips slightly:

"Soul Imprisonment."

Kuroki Mitsusawa remained in his punching posture but couldn’t move at all, as if he had been hit by a Freezing Technique.

Li Yang extended his hand and took a bag of pills from Kuroki Mitsusawa’s pocket, placing them into his own.

Li Yang was still not skilled at soul techniques, and shortly after, Kuroki Mitsusawa regained his senses.

Kuroki Mitsusawa’s fist swung out instinctively.

However, the punch felt like it had struck a wall of steel, making his knuckles bleed.

Kuroki Mitsusawa looked at Li Yang in horror.

If the former Li Yang seemed invincible to Kuroki Mitsusawa, the current form of Li Yang utterly terrified him, leaving him with no courage to resist!

Sitting in the passenger seat was a skeleton wearing a black coat and a round hat!

"You, you, you..." Kuroki Mitsusawa stuttered without saying a complete sentence.

The ones always babbling about creating gods lost their ability to articulate upon encountering a true extraordinary being.

Li Yang opened the car door:

"Since you are so keen on the extraordinary, I’ll reward you with a death at the hands of an Extraordinary Creature."

Li Yang nonchalantly took Kuroki Mitsusawa’s lighter, closed the car door, and snapped his fingers.

A black magic circle appeared inside the vehicle.

Two terrifying undead crawled out of the magic circle like beasts tearing at a pitiful lamb.

"Zosiro! You’re still alive? No! Impossible! You! Ah!!!!"

A terrified scream from Kuroki Mitsusawa emanated from the car.

Li Yang walked toward the cross-sea bridge as spells drifted from his lips.

Death Qi formed within the car, transforming Kuroki Mitsusawa into an undead.

Li Yang lit another cigarette with Kuroki Mitsusawa’s lighter.

A black magic circle re-emerged within the car, and three terrifying undead vanished into the magic circle.

Several Cleaners rushed toward the car.

...

The night grew deeper, the fog thicker, with the dim street lamp being the sole source of light.

The blood and bodies had already been cleaned by the Cleaners.

The Cleaners arrived quickly and disappeared just as swiftly.

Strange and eerie.

Nevertheless, Master Snake never felt such security because two formidable presences from the Demon Club awaited on the cross-sea bridge.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Footsteps distinctly echoed through the silent night.

Is someone coming?

Master Snake looked toward the misty depths, seeing a long human shadow.

As mist blurred the view, he saw a figure in a black windbreaker and round hat, their shadow stretching long under the streetlamp.

The terrifying Vampire’s expression changed and suddenly crouched forward, bowing his head, daring not to move.

The Black Witch, sitting on a pillar tower and swinging her legs, gracefully jumped down, respectfully kneeling on one knee.

Master Snake was bewildered.

Who had arrived?

Why did these two demons display such reverence!

Could it be the master that the Black Witch mentioned?

The director of the Demon Club?

Master Snake quickly followed suit, kneeling, covertly observing ahead with eyes filled with curiosity, admiration, tension, and fear.

When she finally got a clear view of the newcomer, her pupils contracted violently!

Coming toward them was a skeleton in a black coat, a round hat, with eyes blazing with black flames!

A walking skeleton, and... smoking?

The skeleton smoked, the smoke dispersed through the spine below the throat - eerie and fantastical!

Could this be the legendary Death God?!

The Demon Club... the Demon Club... is it true that the chairman who commands the demons is the Death God?!

Master Snake’s hair stood on end; she quickly zipped up her exposed chest, showing no impropriety in front of a god!

Then she pressed her head tightly against the ground.

Li Yang stopped, the Soul Fire in his eyes flickering.

With a cigarette in his mouth, a hoarse voice emerged from his throat:

"How is the progress of the South Sea Demon Club?"

Du Yangming responded respectfully:

"It has been established, just waiting for the master to hold the first Demon meeting."

Suzu also responded respectfully:

"Master, the members await your summoning at any moment."

This implied that her Spiritual Power had improved significantly recently.

She had already identified many with Desire Power and found several South Sea dignitaries like Master Snake eager to join the club.

As soon as Li Yang made his choice, they could create many demons at any time.

Those not chosen by Li Yang would have their memories erased, forgetting all about the Demon Club.

Li Yang turned his head, the Soul Fire burning in his eye sockets focused on Master Snake.

Master Snake quickly lowered her head even further.

Suzu aptly remarked:

"She’s not bad."

Master Snake immediately understood Suzu’s meaning, her heart pounding wildly, she clasped her hands in devotion:

"I am a devoted believer of Lord Death God; tomorrow, I shall build a shrine for you!

Please, may the God have mercy and protect your believers.

I... I want to join the Demon Club!"