NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8: Cold-Blooded Murder, 10,000x Reward!!
"Shhh, don't disturb the others, they will join you soon. " Draziel leaned in and whispered in his ears.
"Gweok-what are you talking about you freak!? Unhand me this instant!"
"Bang!"
He bashed the young man's head on the wall!
"Hehe!"
The young man was immediately disoriented but Draziel didn't stop not didn't slow down, he repeatedly slammed the young man's head forcefully to the wall until it drew blood.
"You bastard! You dare attack me!? I will make sure you die in prison!" Richard screamed his lungs out in threat, struggling to get Draziel off him.
This made Draziel pause.
"That's right! Are you scared now? Don't even try to beg me! Even if you kneel and beg, you shall spend the rest of your life in prison! Are you still holding me! Release me at once!"
Richard screamed like a chicken being slaughtered.
"Are you dea- cluck! Cluck!! " before he could finish his words, Richard felt cold steel passing through his throat and he was unable to speak a word.
His eyes widened as he felt hot liquid spill down his throat to his bathrobe. He stretched out his hand and touched his throat, feeling warm blood spilling out like a jet stream.
Strength began to leave him and he saw Draziel turn to face him and look him deep in the eyes as though savoring, watching the life fade from his body.
"You talk too much." Draziel muttered.
Richard felt indignant and was in disbelief! He didn't expect Draziel to outright kill him even in his wildest dream!
Soon, it was hatred he felt. He had too much future in front of him, his dreams and goals, he was still too young and hadn't even achieved half of it yet. But before he could think any further, death claimed him.
Draziel held Richard by the hair, keeping him upright.
He watched silently and closely as life literally seeped out from Richard. The feeling of life taken by his hand it was as if a cool sensation had flowed into his brain and his intestine.
It was exhilarating! He really wished others could sense this feelings.
[You have killed Richard Fletcher (human)]
{Item dropped 'Boiling blood, skill book x1}
[In cold blood, you have murdered Richard Fletcher. Skill book: [Boiling Blood] rerolled]
[10,000x fold return has been successfully triggered!]
[You have received a skill book: {Blood Asura}(Mythic)]
6.
Draziel was immediately stunned.
'A skill book!? And an actual mythic skill book!'
Draziel almost couldn't almost believe it.
Taking in a deep breathe, he calmed his nerves and slowly searched Richard's corpse. Within his bathroom robe, hidden beneath his naked body was a dirty crimson, beastly looking antique book, looking like some indiana Jones type of relic.
Draziel stroked it and a message appeared within his line of sight.
[Do you wish to wish to learn Skill: Blood Asura?]
Draziel had no hesitation and immediately accepted. "Yes!"
[Vitality below 5 points. Unable to learn Skill: Blood Asura.]
Draziel's face darkened slightly. Do you know the feeling of being in a desert only to see an ocean worth of water but not being able to touch it?
That's exactly what Draziel was feeling right now.
Calming his nerves, he secured the skill book tightly on him and then proceeded to search the other rooms for any more human treasures.
Sadly, he couldn't find anyone, neither dead or nor alive.
Draziel had expected something like this as he had long memorised the work schedule of everyone, but it was worth the try.
The elevator came up and the door opened.
He was about to step in when he heard crunching sounds as though the shards were being crushed.
He paused in his steps and glanced sideways at Richard's corpse.
The corpse slowly stood up clumsily, its body shook as it glanced around, and then its gaze locked onto Draziel.
Its eyes stared at him, the deep hatred that had been there before he died suddenly appeared behind its mucky white eyes, exploding with killing intent.
Draziel was surprised it took this long for Richard to turn and was even more surprised it seem to know him. "You recognize me?"
Zombie Richard didn't say a word or rather, he couldn't. Half of its head suddenly dropped backwards and the slit on his neck opened up, revealing four segmented rows of sharp teeth!
"Rooar!"
Draziel's expression changed slightly. Immediately, he entered the elevator, clicking on the button going to the ground floor. The elevator door slowly closed.
Richard hissed loudly and immediately took chase. Its speed was even faster than an ordinary zombie and it was already in front of the elevator, but it was too late, only a five-centimetre gap was left and it was closing rapidly.
Suddenly, the slit on Richard's neck opened and a sharp tongue shot out from the slit-like a bullet, stabbing toward Draziel.
Draziel swiftly twisted his neck while he fell sideways. There was a thud sound as the tongue pierced the elevator wall behind and then retracted.
As the tongue retracted due to recoil, the elevator's door closed as it descended downwards, escorted by the fading hissing sound of zombie Richard.
Draziel's brows remained furrowed. Richard turning into a zombie was within his calculations
The radioactive substance in the air seems to automatically mutate a corpse back to life, this was one of the reasons he killed him in the first place.
He just didn't think he would transform into a variant form of a zombie. Was it the grudge?
He saw the hatred within Richard's eyes and he knew for sure it was a strong one.
Draziel clicked on the 49th-floor button, he was going back up there. He wasn't someone to leave a task unfinished.
Moreover, that was virtually a walking Evo point!
Draziel decisively dropped the bag on the elevator's floor, took off his boots and his overall.
Muzak rang out within the elevator's speaker and Draziel expressionlessly remained still.
Time passed and a few seconds had gone by. The elevator then chimed to a stop while the doors opened slowly.
"Bang!"