Chapter 943
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Chapter 943 Malice Like a Knife
In the woman’s blank stare, the young man slowly walked to her side, his weak face showing a trace of apology.
“I’m sorry… *cough* *cough* *cough*… I’m late…”
Youri Takashiro White used his blood-stained sleeve to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Even this simple action made his breathing extremely heavy.
His body had reached its limit.
Over the past decade or more, his body had been completely exhausted, and the side effects of the god-creation experiment had left fatal defects in his genetic sequence. If it weren’t for the medicine stolen by Youri Kokutetsu, he would have become a corpse long ago.
The high-intensity use of power these past two days, coupled with endless battles and pursuit, had caused the long-accumulated genetic risks in his body to fully erupt. The suppressive effects of the medicine were being rapidly weakened.
That’s why it took him so long just to fly here from elsewhere…
But still, he came.
Roar roar roar–!!
The bull zombie beast dragged its mutilated hooves, angrily opened its mouth, and countless thick, bizarre tentacles surged from its throat, twisting as they struck toward Youri Takashiro White.
Youri Takashiro White stood silently in place, his eyes calmly watching the approaching tentacles. His fingertip gently curved, and a panel swept across his eyes.
“Item selection… A-rank ancient martial arts item, [Counter Shield].”
A small black shield suddenly appeared in front of him. As the countless tentacles frantically struck down, the moment they touched the shield’s surface, a dazzling beam of light burst forth, directly severing all the tentacles!
Youri Takashiro White dismissed the [Counter Shield] and with difficulty raised his arm, pointing at the beast’s head from afar.
The cyberpunk spear that had been pinned in the distant ruins began to violently shake, suddenly flying backward at an incredible speed, piercing through the void, penetrating through the back of the bull zombie beast’s skull and emerging from its brow!
The bull zombie beast, which was about to make a move, suddenly stiffened. As streams of technological phantasmal light emerged, its head explosively burst open, and its massive body fell powerlessly to the ground, raising clouds of dust.
This was the forty-first zombie beast Youri Takashiro White had killed.
Puff–!
The moment he killed the zombie beast, Youri Takashiro White violently spat out a mouthful of blood. He painfully bent over, and the cyberpunk spear spinning in the air fell powerlessly to the ground, as if it had lost its pulling force.
His face was as pale as paper.
After who knows how long, he finally took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the ground, supporting himself on his knees.
After the bull zombie beast died, many blood-stained residents ran out of the air raid shelter in terror. Behind them, dozens of men with weapons, their eyes red and fierce, stumbled out from underground with wounds all over their bodies.
In just a few minutes, the internal slaughter in the air raid shelter had caused over thirty deaths.
These people turned their heads and, seeing the beast’s body lying on the ground, joy appeared in their eyes as they laughed triumphantly:
“Hahaha!! It’s dead! It’s finally dead!!”
Seeing the blood on their bodies, Youri Takashiro White’s brows slightly furrowed. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from beside him, forcefully pushing him, who had just managed to stand up, to the ground!
Youri Takashiro White weakly fell to the ground and turned his head to look beside him, his eyes full of bewilderment.
The woman he had saved stood beside him, holding a cold infant corpse, trembling. Those blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Youri Takashiro White, endless resentment and madness pouring from her eyes!
“Why!! Why did you come only now?!” The woman’s face showed no trace of reason as she screamed hysterically, “My child is dead! He’s dead! If you had come earlier! He could have lived!!”
Youri Takashiro White’s gaze fell on the infant corpse in the woman’s arms, and he froze in place.
“Aren’t you a god?! Aren’t you the white-robed god who saves the world? Why couldn’t you even save my child?! Say something!!
If you couldn’t save him, why did you save me?!”
The woman’s voice grew louder and louder. Standing amidst the ruins, she looked down at Youri Takashiro White whom she had pushed to the ground, and as a rescued victim, let out the most heart-wrenching roar.
Youri Takashiro White lay on the ground, lips slightly pressed together, slowly closing his eyes to hide the sorrow in his heart.
He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, then once again shakily stood up from the ground… then turned around, ignoring the woman’s abuse, and walked toward the other side of the road.
Seeing that Youri Takashiro White completely ignored her, unprecedented anger flashed in the woman’s eyes. She bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it forcefully at Youri Takashiro White’s back!
“Can’t even save a child! What kind of white-robed god are you?!” she roared again.
The hard stone hit Youri Takashiro White’s back, making his figure slightly sway. He didn’t look back, nor did he stop his steps. That red robe completely soaked in blood swayed gently in the salty breeze.
“White-robed god! Have you seen my son? We got separated! Can you help me find him?” Another figure ran to his side, anxiously asking.
Youri Takashiro White remained silent for a moment, then shook his head, “I’m sorry… I have other matters.”
“Just help me look! Just look! You’re so powerful! Finding a child should be easy, right?” That person’s tone grew higher and higher, but seeing Youri Takashiro White still walking forward determinedly, those blood-red eyes also showed anger,
“Just helping me find my son! How much time would it take?
My son, my son is only fourteen! He’s still a child!
White-robed god! Can you bear to see such a young child come to harm?! Are you really this cold-blooded?!”
Youri Takashiro White’s figure paused.
A moment later, he still silently and firmly walked forward…
“Cold-blooded! Heartless! Like this, how can you be a god who saves the world?!” Seeing this, that person spat on the ground, then picked up stones nearby and, along with the first woman, threw them at his back!
“That’s right! If you had come earlier! My wife wouldn’t have been crushed to death by stones!” In the crowd, a man with blood-red eyes also cursed angrily.
“My leg! My leg is broken! If you hadn’t come so late! I could have become Osaka’s best track and field athlete! My future is ruined!”
“…”
Under the red moon’s corruption, more and more residents fell into madness. They transferred all their anger from the zombie beast invasion onto Youri Takashiro White. They attributed all their misfortunes and sorrows to the white-robed god…
Stones fell like rain, malice cut like knives,
Youri Takashiro White, wearing his blood-stained robe, ignored the curses from people on both sides, like a lonely pioneer, stumbling yet determined, stepping forward…
As if searching for something.
