Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 476

Chapter 476: I am Death’s Door! 2
“What do you mean?” Chiron stood up as his feet, staggard a bit and then his eyes looked at them, “… I am Death’s Door!”

As Chiron staggered to his feet, his pupils had shifted, becoming a searing, molten red, like the very flames of a lava pit. His eyes, radiated an intense and terrifying heat, a fire that seemed to consume all if touched.

The air around him hummed with a dark death energy, and an oppressive, suffocating aura began to emanate from his body, spreading outwards like a thick, choking fog.

The dark death aura that surrounded Chiron oozed from his form like vapor, curling and twisting in the air with a life of its own. It was as if the very essence of death had taken physical shape, wrapping around him in an impenetrable shroud. The atmosphere grew cold and heavy, the air thick with the stench of decay and the metallic tang of blood.

Those before him felt a sudden, visceral dread wash over them, as if the Grim Reaper himself had chosen Chiron as his vessel to guide them to his bony fingers.

Their skin prickled with the icy touch of fear, their hearts pounding in their chests as the weight of their own mortality pressed down upon them. It was a sensation unlike any other, a primal terror that reached deep into their souls and gripped them with an unyielding, paralyzing force.

Even the Chief Shaman was no exception, as she starred at him, she could not help but whisper, “Death!?”

The very ground seemed to tremble beneath Chiron’s feet, as if the earth itself recoiled from the darkness he exuded. Shadows deepened and lengthened around him, flickering and dancing in the eerie glow of his fiery eyes. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of Chiron’s breath and the low, ominous hum of his dark energy.

Every breath they took felt like inhaling shards of glass, their throats constricting with the effort. The air was filled with tension, as if the universe itself was holding its breath, waiting for the inevitable strike. Their vision dimmed at the edges, narrowing to a tunnel that focused solely on Chiron, the embodiment of their impending doom.

Prince Victor staggard as he forced himself to move. He was a rank 3 Bronze rank cultivator, but even he felt so much fear that his spiritual energy felt like a terrible mess. Even the totems of the twin lions on his body felt like they were about to betray him and escape his body.

“It has only been a few months… how has he grown so much?” Kevin muttered the thought on everyone’s mind.

Emma fell to her knees as she beheld Chiron’s form. After all, she could see and sense it clearly. Chiron was about to let loose.

“Devil’s touch…” Chiron called out slowly. And then his weapon like dancing bloody liquid formed about his body, merging itself with the shoulder he had just lost a hand.

It formed a much larger hand with claws that were three feet long, and looked more like a gathering of five long swords than it did as fingers.

The dread of death from Chiron was so overwhelming, an all-consuming force that left them trembling and weak, their minds filled with images of their own demise. It was a feeling that could not be escaped, a certainty that hung over them like a death sentence, sealing their fate in the presence of Chiron’s unholy power.

And then Chiron looked at his first victim. The Chief Shaman.

“…You may drink some!” Chiron muttered, and instantly, his pool within his Aura dantain drained as Devil’s Touch enjoyed its meal.

*BOOM!* No one, absolutely no one had seen his movement. all they had seen was the end result, a recoil that occured in two places. Firstly, the wall he had kicked from to get here, burst open like a bubble, forcefully sending dust and gravel everywhere.

And the second was Chiron, holding the Chief Shaman in his arms.

However, there was suddenly a loud DUD sound.

Everyone looked closely. It was the lower half of the Chief Shaman that had just fallen to the ground. The other half of her was what was in Chiron’s hands.

The stench of blood filled the air as the half he held, leaked underneath like messy tap, spitting out her organs, intestines, a kidney, and even half of her bladder.

There fell one at a time, as if to announce to the others that the fate of the Chief Shaman had been sealed.

Just then, the Chief Shaman, her neck within Chiron’s grasp waved her hand as a totem shone on her body. This was a totem of the bear mother holding a time wheel.

A giant, golden clock suddenly appeared above head, and time seemed to rewind, her fallen organs, tracing her body from the ground.

However, chiron gave a smirk as he bite his tongue, blood flood flowed from his mouth as he spoke gently, his voice echoing in a whisper as spread out.

This was Rune speak. The blood that flowed from his mouth formed a rune that looked similarly like a clock. It rushed over to the golden clock over her head Crashing into the clock that was taking back time.

*CRASH!*

“Im… Impossible!” she barely muttered through her fear of Chiron and the choking of her neck.

Her words was in surprise that Chiron could Rune speak and even break a blessing of the bear mother.

“Surprised!?” Chiron asked in a chilling tone, his grip around her neck was like that of the Grim reaper around a victim that would not escape its fate.

“I know the rules of the gods. Even the Bear Mother cannot save you from me. You errored when you picked a side. Not that it matters now…”

His fingers squeezed tightly and the blood within her body as if on his command acted accordingly.

*SPLAT!*

She blew up like a water balloon…

(Author’s note: One Super Gift would be appreciated please.)