"Am I dead?" The intense headache forced the sleeping Kenichi to open his eyes. Recalling the crazy things he had done, Kenichi revealed a rare bitter smile. Fortunately, this smile caused his weakened body to feel a sharp pain after going berserk. It was so painful that Kenichi gritted his teeth." If it hurts, it means I'm not dead yet!”
He was actually still alive. This was very good news. After knowing that he was not dead, Kenichi quickly calmed down after a burst of ecstasy. He had really been too high-profile this time. Not only had he killed more than 300 people in one go, but he had also killed a dog in the school city. Now, he could not keep a low profile even if he wanted to. However, Kenichi was not a pessimistic person. He quickly got used to it and said confidently,"I'll take it one step at a time. If anyone wants to scheme against me, feel free to try.”
He had never seen a ceiling before. After waking up for a long time, he realized that the room he was in was a completely unfamiliar environment. He was really careless to only notice this important point now. But who could have saved him? Could it be that werewolf? No, he had already escaped at the last moment of his memory. It was definitely not him.
Could it be the girl he had saved? It didn't look like the room of a young girl at all. Then who saved him?
Just as Kenichi was racking his brains to figure out who had saved him, the owner of the house was busy in his own kitchen.
He opened the packaging and took out the bread inside. He picked up a pot of hot water and slowly poured it into the cup. Wasn't it very different? Why wasn't he preparing food meticulously in the kitchen, as expected, but eating cheap junk food to satisfy his hunger?
Let me tell you the reason. The reason is very simple. The owner of this house is called Yi Fang Tong Tong…
"Ah…I'm going to die. I'm so hungry. How long was I unconscious after the battle?”When his body stopped moving slightly and he no longer felt the intense pain, Kenichi used all his strength to sit up from the bed. However, this simple action of getting up made Kenichi gasp for breath. Large beads of sweat fell from the top of his head, and his face was filled with stubbornness. Looking at his current body, even an ordinary child could easily kill him on the bed. This place isn't familiar to me and I don't know who will appear. If an enemy appears, with my current body, I will definitely die!”
He had to leave this house as soon as possible! He returned to his home. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to stand up from the bed. Sitting up was already his limit. He could not even use his ever-successful creative power. It was as if he had become a cripple after a nap.
However, Kenichi could clearly feel that his ability had not disappeared. It had only temporarily fallen asleep. This should be the side effect of his previous casual use of his ability, resulting in his lack of spiritual power.
"Sigh!" He was still too young. Why hadn't he tested its limits after obtaining this ability for so many years? Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to his current state.
Back then, when he wanted to create life, a mysterious voice warned him that he would die. It seemed that he was right to believe his words. If he didn't believe it at that time, he wouldn't have lived until now.
Just a weapon from Death had turned him into this. Back then, he had wanted to create superheroes in all kinds of manga, anime, and movies, but all that awaited him was death.
Thinking of this, he felt a chill down his spine. He kept muttering in a low voice," Fortunately, I didn't act on impulse back then. Otherwise, otherwise…" His voice grew softer and softer until even Kenichi himself couldn't hear what he was saying. Only he knew what he had said at that time.
Could it be that the power of creation that he obtained through soul transmigration was so limited? Was it the limit that he could only summon these things? Or could it be that his body and spirit were not enough to support him summoning stronger creatures?
Speaking of spiritual power, after waking up from his coma, he realized that his spiritual power had increased a lot. If he could only summon three ice dragons after summoning the Haekiramaru, then he could summon at least 10 ice dragons after summoning the Haekiramaru again. He would not be as helpless as before.
Where's my Ice Wheel Pill?" Where did the Hyurimaru that he had summoned go? That weapon was the legendary sword of the Grim Reaper. It was not something an ordinary person could use. It was already a miracle that an ordinary person would not be frozen to death. He definitely could not let those innocent people pick up his Ice Wheel Pill!
The Ice Wheel Pill was a divine weapon! At least that was the case for now. He could deal with Level5 power without the initial solution, but after the initial solution, his combat power would be equivalent to Level5? Then what about it after it was dissolved? Surpass Level5? Become the legendary Level6?
According to the plot of " Death ", every Soul Slayer with potential could even materialize into a human form!
This was no less than the supreme-grade spiritual weapons in cultivation novels. Every spiritual weapon would produce a weapon spirit, and when the weapon spirit was powerful to a certain level, it would possess intelligence that was not inferior to that of a human. At that point, even if its master was not around, the weapon spirit could control itself to fight the enemy.
If that really happened, then Kenichi's Hyurinamaru would not just be a simple weapon, but a Level5 deterrent. Unfortunately, Hyurimaru's mentality was not the type that Kenichi liked (gender male).
"You're actually awake?" Just as Kenichi was immersed in his own world, the door to his room was opened. A person came in with a bowl of fragrant instant noodles…He looked at Kenichi, who was sitting on the bed, in shock." With such a serious injury, your muscles are almost completely damaged. Without a few months of rest, it's impossible for you to move. I didn't expect you to only sleep for two days..."
Kenichi's body's recovery ability had completely overturned the understanding of humans. He came to the bedside and placed the steaming instant noodles on the bedside table. He sat on the bedside and pinched his arm curiously. He realized that his previously loose arm muscles had now become tight. He asked in confusion," Are you a monster?!"
"Excuse me, this beautiful lady, do we know each other before?”
(To be continued...)
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