Chapter 10 He Also Said The Same

“Heh… Actually, I probably know… what you're afraid of.” Feng Bujue quickly followed up on his own, “On the way here, I used the spaceship's computer to look up relevant information about the ancient chronicles of the Slourai country, combined with a few conversations between Cop and Quick, as well as some rumors circulating on the internet… it's not hard to deduce… that before Quick found you, you were imprisoned in some kind of confinement.”

The Blood Corpse God's expression grew colder, and a murderous intent was rising in his heart.

“No matter what the container or place that ‘confined’ you was, it effectively imprisoned you for over a thousand years, and successfully sealed your ‘fear projection’ ability.” Brother Jue continued, “Even though that thing is useless now, you're still very afraid…” He smiled evilly, “Afraid that someone will find the remnants of that thing, and then, based on its material and design, recreate a confinement device… and lock you up again.”

Hearing these words, the Blood Corpse God still stared coldly, without saying a word.

“If I'm not mistaken, the device that confined you… is in the ruins beneath our feet.” Feng Bujue pointed downward, “Before I showed up, it wasn't a problem, but when you realized… that I'm not only ‘unaffected by fear projection,’ but also ‘have a bit of cleverness,’ you couldn't help but worry…” He smiled, “…What if I realize and discover the existence of ‘that thing’? Things wouldn't be so good.”

“You say you only have a bit of ‘cleverness’…” At this point, the Blood Corpse God finally chimed in, “…That's a bit of an understatement.” He sneered, “You're already clever enough… to make me determined to kill you here and now.”

“Ha…” Feng Bujue laughed loudly, “Blood Corpse God, honestly… you don't need to dwell on this issue so much.” He paused, “I can imagine that, more than a thousand years ago, you were almost invincible in this universe; even if there were some creatures or weapons that could kill you, there probably weren't many… you just had to avoid them.

As for being imprisoned on this Slourai Star, it was undoubtedly an exception. I don't know what you encountered back then, but you certainly didn't expect… to be captured in this kind of place, and locked in a device that you couldn't escape from and that limited your abilities.

That ‘carelessness’ cost you dearly, even for you… more than a thousand years of imprisonment is enough to drive anyone crazy, and leave them with lingering fear…

So you became smarter, more cautious, and you naively thought… that as long as you acted carefully, you wouldn't repeat the same mistake… Heh…”

Speaking of this, a clear sense of mockery emerged in Feng Bujue's smile: “But… I can clearly tell you, Blood Corpse God, you're overthinking it.” He gestured with his eyes towards the heroes lying on the ground, “Because… in our universe today, there is the ‘Universe Super Hero Alliance.’ If ‘heroes’ are a resource, then the USHA is a very efficient resource allocation and utilization system. In front of this system, a guy like you isn't a particularly big threat.”

As he spoke, he tilted his head and glanced behind the Blood Corpse God: “By the way, that confinement device… I already found it a long time ago.”

Seeing this, the Blood Corpse God's heart trembled, because the direction Feng Bujue was looking was indeed where he had crawled out from, and the remains of the “No. 3 Casing” that had confined him for over a thousand years were only buried a few meters deep under the scorched earth.

“I'm indeed a little interested in that thing, but purely for research purposes, I don't plan to create a similar device to imprison you again.” Feng Bujue said, “You have to understand, Blood Corpse God…” A chilling and evil expression appeared on his face, “Compared to doing that kind of thing… for people in our USHA, it's much more convenient to just ‘kill you’…”

“Hmph… Is it really as easy as you say?” The Blood Corpse God snorted.

“Looks like we're back to square one.” Feng Bujue said, “You think… I'm trying to anger you to win by surprise. And winning by surprise is often an risky strategy adopted in a weak or evenly matched situation. Based on this theory, most of what I said above can be seen as a bluff.”

“That's right.” The Blood Corpse God replied.

“Hmm…” Feng Bujue continued, “But have you ever thought that maybe my behavior of ‘provoking opponents’ is just a habit. Just like a skilled craftsman whose technique is already superb, those methods that seem very advanced and even ingenious to ordinary people are just ordinary things to him, things that he uses unconsciously.”

“Oh?” The Blood Corpse God said, “Is that so…” At this moment, the golden-red light on his body faintly became agitated, a sign that he was preparing to get serious, “Then… prove it to me.”

In the eyes of Feng Bujue, who possessed "data vision," many things were clear. He could see the confinement device buried underground, the data composition of the Blood Corpse God, and also… where the opponent's limit lay.

“Mason!” The next second, Feng Bujue decisively activated the summoning skill. A purple-golden giant shadow of a fierce general suddenly appeared behind him.

“What is this… an illusion…” The Blood Corpse God was secretly shocked. Having lived for thousands of years, he had never seen a similar ability.

“Super Golden Chinese Dance of Decapitation!” Brother Jue picked up his military shovel and, together with Mason, launched an attack. A round of golden, brilliant blade-flowers danced out, covering the Blood Corpse God like a net.

“Tch…” The Blood Corpse God could see that the intensity of this attack was beyond what he could withstand by tanking it, so he had to take a step back and fly out.

When the enemy retreated, he advanced.

From the beginning of the battle, Feng Bujue had seized the initiative. What he had to do next was to stabilize and expand his advantage, and finally turn it into a victory.

“Luan Jiao - Lone Wolf!” (Luan Jiao - Gale Leg)

Before the Blood Corpse God could stand firm, a "leaping" slash quickly chased him from the ground. He had to take another step and jump straight up.

“Too slow!” At this moment, Feng Bujue activated Spirit Sense Gathering Body Technique again, arriving first despite starting later, and flashed in front of the opponent.

In this split second, he had secretly activated the spirit skill effect doubling effect of the Vajra Bell, and then blasted out a Evil King's Flaming Murderous Inferno Kill.

Boom—

The power of the Evil King, the black flames of hell.

The doubled attack power of Evil King's Flaming Murderous Inferno Kill was no small matter, and its power far exceeded the Southern Dipper Flying Dragon Fist.

After being hit, the Blood Corpse God felt severe pain all over his body, and his limbs felt like they were about to fall apart.

However, as the strongest mutant of the Yin Hu clan, he was not about to die from this one move.

“Haah—” After a violent roar, the Blood Corpse God's body glowed with a faint red light, and the energy that burst out instantly eliminated the damage he had suffered.

“As expected… this guy's self-healing ability is ridiculously strong…” Feng Bujue thought to himself upon seeing this, “I must find an opportunity to use the Must-Break Defense Blade to cut off his head… otherwise, I'll have to use moves at the level of the Spirit Gun to kill him…”

“Boy… I haven't… been hit this hard in a long time!” On the other side, the Blood Corpse God saw the gap in Brother Jue's posture after launching his attack, and spun around in mid-air, stepping on the air and rushing back.

Where the fist wind passed, the sound barrier shattered, and the fierce force moved mountains and rivers.

Feng Bujue couldn't take this punch. His fighting style focused on luring, controlling, and attacking. Under normal circumstances, he didn't need to defend. When he had to defend, he mainly relied on dodging… In short, he couldn't withstand hits.

However, the Blood Corpse God's speed and strength were both super strong, and the timing of this attack was also very appropriate. After calculating with Zero Time Difference Calculation, Brother Jue realized that he couldn't dodge this punch. The best case scenario was that he would be hit in the shoulder and lose an arm.

So… he used the power of the Treasure Orb again.

[Name: Immovable as a Mountain]

[Type: Other]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Effect: Creates a stable defensive force field around oneself, resisting all external attacks within five seconds (cooldown time: ten hours; resistance to mental attacks: 30%; too powerful attacks may break the force field)]

[Note: A treasure orb containing immovable divine power.]

In the Harem City, Brother Jue had used this to resist Ji Xuanzong's Wind Sigh Forest Peace, and this time, the mountain-shaped giant shadow that appeared around him undoubtedly blocked the Blood Corpse God's direct punch.

“You have quite a few tricks…” The Blood Corpse God's fist hit the mountain shadow, bringing out the sound of giant rocks collapsing.

“How could I dare to fight you without a few tricks…” Brother Jue replied, while controlling Mason to launch a wave of Mason's Golden Fists at the opponent.

Under the flash of golden light, the Blood Corpse God protected his head with both hands and was knocked back to the ground. Unfortunately… these few punches were again at the level of "not hurting or itching" for the Blood Corpse God.

“Heh… I hope what I've seen so far isn't your limit.” After landing, the Blood Corpse God raised his head and said again, “Because I'm just warming up.”

“Ah… I know.” Feng Bujue replied calmly, “Me too.”

The first half of Brother Jue's words was true. Judging from the data, the Blood Corpse God still had some strength left. But the second half was obviously bullshit… After all, even the Treasure Orb was used, so this warm-up was a bit too dangerous.

While the two were exchanging words, they had both reorganized their postures and made adjustments.

After this first round of probing, the result was that neither side had gained any advantage. And the second round of entanglement immediately came…

In the blink of an eye, Feng Bujue and the Blood Corpse God charged towards each other almost simultaneously.

Offense is the best defense.

Feng Bujue, who basically couldn't withstand hits, and the Blood Corpse God, who basically ignored being hit, were at two extremes, but had similar tactical thinking.

However… similar tactical thinking did not mean the same fighting style.

Although both used offense as defense, their fighting methods were completely different.

The Blood Corpse God's fighting style was wide open and unrefined; there were no major flaws, but countless minor flaws… Anyway, those small damages were irrelevant to him, and he could recover on his own in an instant.

And Feng Bujue's fighting style could be described as seamless and watertight. With the support of Zero Time Difference Calculation, he used all kinds of bizarre and miraculous extreme actions to contend with his opponent. He used offense to dissolve offense, to ensure that he suffered no damage.

In this way, the two exchanged punches and kicks, and their fighting spirit intertwined, fighting fiercely for a while.

A few minutes later, Mason's duration expired and he immediately disappeared. Feng Bujue simply took out his kitchen knives, dual-wielded his weapons, and accelerated again.

In an instant, the two turned into two afterimages, killing their way through the heavy blood on the scorched earth…

“This is not good…” After fighting like this for another two minutes, Feng Bujue said inwardly that this was not good, “Fighting like this is a bit disadvantageous for me… it feels like I'm a technically skilled player forcibly going head-to-head with a RMB player in a pay-to-win game…” His analogy was quite apt, using a highly technical fighting style to confront a simple and brutal brainless fighting style, in order to make up for the gap in objective strength. The current situation was roughly like this.

Of course, this didn't mean that his strength was really inferior to the Blood Corpse God, but… he didn't want to use the Spirit Gun, a move that could potentially kill the user, unless absolutely necessary, and he didn't want to use things like the Razor…

While keeping those two trump cards in reserve, it was indeed difficult for Brother Jue and the Blood Corpse God to determine a winner.

“Heh… Where did your previous arrogant aura go?” At this moment, the Blood Corpse God seemed to have seen through Brother Jue's thoughts, and said while fighting, “Is it a little late to realize now that you can't win?”

“I don't think I can't win.” Feng Bujue also replied while fighting, “The problem I'm considering has always been ‘how to win.’”

“Ha!” The Blood Corpse God laughed, “Do you think you still have any chance?” He snorted coldly, “I noticed when you took out that short weapon… the ‘means’ you were hiding earlier… is that it, right.” It seemed that the Blood Corpse God had even seen through the secret of the Must-Break Defense Blade, “Could it be… that you want to use that weapon to launch a surprise attack on me… and kill me by severing my limbs?”

Feng Bujue was not surprised by these words: “I have to say… among the many ‘monsters’ I've encountered, you are one of the smartest. Compared to your low-intelligence offspring, there is simply a world of difference.”

“What are you talking about?” The Blood Corpse God asked suspiciously, “Are you trying to say some inexplicable things to distract me?”

“Nay, nay~” Feng Bujue replied, “I'm just telling the truth.” He paused, dodging the opponent's roundhouse kick, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and then said, “You should also know… that I am not a creature from this universe, but a human from Earth in another parallel universe.”

“So what?” The Blood Corpse God replied, seemingly indicating that he wanted to hear more.

“I have been to many different multiverse worlds and seen many different strange creatures, and one of them… is the Blood Corpse.” Feng Bujue said again.

“Heh… I thought you were going to say something…” The Blood Corpse God said, “Those ‘things’… are just creatures I created out of interest. Because my genes were used, they inherited some of my physiological characteristics.”

…………

Here, the Blood Corpse God was obviously lying. The "Blood Corpse" was definitely not something he created out of "interest."

Once upon a time, when the Blood Corpse God's name was not yet Blood Corpse God, he also regarded himself as a "person." Even though he was born with a hideous appearance and a cruel personality, and even the Yin Hu clan regarded him as a monster, he himself did not think so.

As a mutant with high intelligence, he also had a certain degree of "humanity." The unprovoked discrimination, fear, and disgust from the outside world… had also made him feel sad and melancholy.

Therefore, he told himself—I don't need the recognition of my own kind, nor do I need the recognition of any race. I will stand above those who hate me, turn their discrimination into admiration, turn their fear into awe, and turn their disgust into jealousy.

It was from that time on that the Blood Corpse God began to carry out killings on one planet after another, leaving behind a ferocious reputation. At that time, he was not so powerful, and many excellent warriors almost killed him, but in the end, he survived all the way… and continued to grow and become stronger in battle.

And when he became an almost indestructible terrifying existence, many years had passed… At that time, no one remembered his "Yin Hu Clan" identity and name. Among his many titles, the name "Blood Corpse" appeared most frequently.

It was also at that time that the Blood Corpse God's thinking changed. He realized that what he had done over the years had not made him truly happy. Looking back… on the road he had traveled, there was nothing but corpses.

He felt—lonely.

The instinct of living beings made him yearn to connect with his own kind, but he could no longer be considered a Yin Hu person. Even he himself had abandoned his original name. So, he decided to solve the problem himself…

Fission and reproduction was impossible, he didn't want to die; but… he was the strongest variant, so he could do what others couldn't.

After many dangerous attempts, he successfully separated a very small part of himself into an independent creature, while ensuring that he did not die.

But… that creature did not become a life form similar to him as he had wished. On the contrary, that thing quickly grew into a mindless monster with an endless thirst for flesh and blood. Apart from its ugly appearance and some brute strength, it did not inherit any intelligence from the Blood Corpse God.

The Blood Corpse God was disappointed, but he did not give up immediately. He did many similar experiments after that, but unfortunately, the result was the same every time…

He did not destroy the creatures he had created, but simply threw them into the universe, allowing them to fend for themselves. Perhaps he still had a glimmer of hope… that over time, these Blood Corpses would develop intelligence on their own. Of course, this was just a glimmer of hope…

…………

“I see, you ‘created’ them, huh…” Feng Bujue quickly followed up, “Hmm… I'm becoming more and more interested in you…”

At this time, a plan was already forming in Brother Jue's mind. A plan that seemed unlikely to succeed, but was worth a try…