God Slayer Chronicles Chapter 50

The moment he awoke Song Yi's eyes were like that which was cutting his tongue, daggers — staring straight at the blood-soaked Song Ping, who stood there, enjoying cutting his tongue layer by layer of muscle .

"Oh, you have something to say?" Song Ping paused all of a sudden .

Song Yi just gave an obstinate and disillusioned look towards the first dormitory, rousing Song Ping's inquisitive nature .

"Don't worry; I'll be sitting in there soon . " His disgustingly smug face started to smirk until a sudden pause and a frown .

"You, why do I sense no distress from you? Just happiness and… expectation . " Song Ping's squinted eyes suddenly shot open; he had realised something .

"He's in there, isn't he? Sha Ku . What a stupid name . Slayer, Painful . It doesn't even make sense!" Song Ping let go of Song Yi's tongue, rubbing the piece of cloth that covered his eye .

AdvertisementRage started to swell within him; he gave up taking his revenge slowly!

He grasped Song Yi's tongue once more, pulling it towards him, causing Song Yi to wail like a wounded animal and with a mighty slash he dismembered the tongue, blood squirting throughout the courtyard .

Immediately Song Ping turned to the number one dorm, becoming a noble orator, "Sha Ku! Get your ass out here! You didn't compete for your spot . "

His voice rung out true and strong .

Then he waited and waited for some more .

After there wasn't any response he scoffed, obviously this Sha Ku was all talk . He had no intention of taking his challenge; he was, after all a nobody who only had a bit of talent to rely on!

"My mongrel brother couldn't keep his mouth shut . That won't be a problem anymore . " Song Ping held his brother's dismembered tongue in the air, waving it in the air . He knew that Sha Ku tried to blind him just for mockery before . This was slapping his face and humiliating someone he had taken a liking to before, of course, he'd come out to respond!

Song Ping continued waiting, taunting again and again, yet there was no response!

Song Ping threw the chopped off appendage on the ground like it was nothing . Taking out a small handkerchief, wiping his hands clean .

At this moment, Song Yi tried to sit up, struggling against the tyrant of a brother that was Song Ping .

"Oh, you want to help?" Song Ping scoffed, lifting Song Yi by the collar .

"You can help . " He smirked, punching him in the gut, tossing him up in the air and sending a devastating side kick towards him in the air!

Crunch!

The sound of Song Yi's ribs cracking resounded in everyone's teeth, they all looked on with horror, unable to contain their reactions .

With an almighty bang, the door burst open to reveal a stunning scene within…

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"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up, kid!" Yan Huang's voice called out as the door burst open, Song Yi's body 'rag dolling' into the room of blood and ash .

Sha Ku was unresponsive; he was only a collapsed and half mangled corpse on the floor, unable to do a thing .

Yan Huang tried to wake him again and again, his voice unheard and his spirit unseen .

Then came the all too well know footsteps of the soft clad leather boots; each step could be heard in the courtyard . They were like encroaching doom upon Yan Huang's ears who was unable to contain his fear .

"Damn it, kid! You were my chance for revenge! A mighty reincarnation of an unstoppable force forgotten by this world and the next! You're going to let me get killed and taken away by foolish Mr Terribly cultivated blood art over here?!"

Yan Huang's voice was piercing and full of despair as if there was only darkness left in the world . The infinite void had swallowed all the light his divine flames had once illuminated .

"So, this is why you weren't coming out…" The voice belonged to Song Ping; it was full of contempt and was like a dog snarling .

"To think, you suffered some major Qi deviation . Tut, tut, tut . And here that wretched old man Tun Fong thought you were some saviour sent from the heavens for the Spirit Sword Sect…" Song Ping sighed, as if slightly disappointed .

He reached out his hand backwards, opening his hand . Soon the sword that was stuck in the wall began to wobble until it shot out towards his hand . "At least you'll have the honour of telling all in the afterlife you had the good grace to die at my hand…"

As soon as the sword entered his hand Song Ping cackled, stabbing towards Sha Ku's defenceless body that was curled up on the floor with blood pouring out of every orifice!

Chapter end