The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1138 - 715: Death of the Black Swan (Part 2)

Chapter 1138: Chapter 715: Death of the Black Swan (Part 2)

Liu Zheng was shocked at the sight, quickly turned around, and ran towards the main door, his face full of panic.

"Still trying to run away? Too late!"

The Black Swan coldly chuckled in its heart and flapped its wings again.

A few feathers fell from its wings, carrying a violent wind, instantly reaching Liu Zheng’s side, making him spin like a top.

Having worked in the grand theater for so long, it naturally knew how to exploit the gaps in protective measures.

"Dare to insult me in front of so many people, today I will perform lingering torment on you!"

The Black Swan’s eyes were brimming with murderous aura, while the corners of its gaze swept over the audience seats.

"And you spectators, don’t you like watching a show? Today I’ll give you a big show, one that will make you never dare watch again!"

If not for the last shred of reason remaining, it would have loved to kill everyone present, turning the grand theater into a morgue.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Swan rushed to Liu Zheng’s front.

It bit off a particularly sharp-edged feather, intending to place it into the whirlwind.

"Fear, tremble, and then wail. This is the future you chose, this is the judgment I give you!"

The Black Swan recited as if singing a poem.

Being immersed in the grand theater, it had also learned this kind of musical theater-style dialogue.

"Nice words, too bad they’re now mine."

A mocking voice came from the whirlwind.

The Black Swan sharply lifted its head, directly meeting Liu Zheng’s bright eyes.

"Ottawa asks me to greet you, Ugly Duckling."

Liu Zheng drew the Dragon Scale Blade and slashed open the whirlwind with one strike.

The out-of-control feathers rotated wildly, cutting deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body, but he didn’t mind at all.

Then, Liu Zheng swung the blade again, aiming for the Black Swan’s neck.

The foul words compiled by the system had almost confirmed what Big White Goose said was true, so he had no reservations.

"That damned rotten egg actually isn’t dead yet, truly haunting like a ghost."

The Black Swan raised its wings to block the Dragon Scale Blade, said through gritted teeth.

"If it were dead, how could I collect debts from you? Justice, though late, is better than none."

Liu Zheng retracted the Dragon Scale Blade, sparking off the Black Swan’s wings.

"Justice? It was born a noble Black Swan, and I was born an ignoble Ugly Duckling, is this justice?"

The Black Swan sneered.

"Innate and man-made are still different. Besides, you’ve enjoyed being a Black Swan for so many years, that’s your justice, now it’s Ottawa’s turn."

He swung the blade again, but couldn’t break through the Black Swan’s feathered shield.

This was not a spell, but the Black Swan’s bloodline ability.

As long as it consumed high-quality minerals, its feathers could become as hard as those minerals.

"You think you can take away the life’s hard work I’ve built over decades with just a few words, in your dreams!"

The Black Swan roared, performing a Black Swan solo, then pivoted its entire body on its right foot, spinning like a high-speed meat grinder with sharp feathers standing on end.

"I’ve already sold my dream."

Liu Zheng said as he took out a Super Large Marble.

He flicked it with his tentacle, and the Super Large Marble disappeared into the void.

The next second, the black grinder stopped.

The Black Swan clutched its heart, its body trembling slightly.

Even though its size was larger than its kind, it was still a goose, with a heart much smaller than a human’s.

Therefore, the Super Large Marble had an especially significant impact on it.

However, the Black Swan was decisive, sensing things were amiss, its whole body curled up, wrapping itself completely with its wings like a black egg.

This was the ultimate life-saving ability of the Black Swan family, reverting to an egg state to temporarily suppress all negative conditions and slowly clear them away.

By the time it hatches again, it will be a lively young black swan.

Of course, this ability doesn’t reset lifespan; rather, it burns lifespan.

"So you turn into an egg when things don’t go your way, don’t you know I love breaking eggs the most?"

Liu Zheng wielded the Dragon Scale Blade with both tentacles, ready to split the Black Swan egg with Power Splitting Huashan.

"Clang!"

He was directly repelled several steps by the force, and the Dragon Scale Blade vibrated with a high frequency like a tuning fork.

Upon closer inspection, there wasn’t even a scratch on the eggshell.

"Wow, so hard? Well, there’s no choice then."

Liu Zheng, not one for hesitation, took out a sharpening stone.

"Name: Blood-Kitchen Chef’s Sharpening Stone (Single Use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: After using on chef knife-type items, the sharpness of the item is greatly enhanced, and there is a higher chance to separate the targeted part based on the ingredient quality of the part hit."

"Note: A true chef must master the highest culinary skills, use the best cookware, and create the most delicious dishes."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

He held the sharpening stone and swept it across the blade of the Dragon Scale Blade, the stone automatically turned to powder as the blade emitted a dark red glow.

"Splitting Huashan again!"

Liu Zheng grasped the Dragon Scale Blade with all four tentacles and slashed down with full force.

"Crack!"

In the Black Swan’s eyes of despair, a tiny crack appeared in the eggshell, then it entirely shattered.

The bald Black Swan lay on the ground, its eyes full of fear.

But what it feared was not death, but its own featherless body and the audience’s strange looks.

"No, this isn’t real, no!"

It murmured to itself while enduring the pain in its heart, gathering the scattered feathers, trying to piece them back on its body.

"When you die, I’ll make sure you have a dignified burial, rest in peace."

Liu Zheng raised the Dragon Scale Blade again.

"..."

Hearing his words, the Black Swan struggled to stand up, returning to the preparation posture before the dance.

"A goose’s life spans seventy years, like a dream, like an illusion. Those once at the peak, how could they never fall. Such lament, such lament..."

The Black Swan murmured to itself, slowly closing its eyes.

Liu Zheng said nothing, cutting off its head cleanly and decisively.

"Don’t move, or I’ll wish to turn you into a green-headed fly."

He took out the Citizen’s Last Wish Recorder to intimidate the restless staff, then collected the Black Swan’s body into the Headless Mandarin Duck Pouch.

"The show is over, goodbye, everyone."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacle, then dashed for the exit.

Outside the grand theater, he gave Lu Tong a look and ran towards the spirit car.

"You think you can just leave? Such a splendid performance, you should stay and perform a few more rounds."

An old man, wearing a robe, a crown on his head, and holding a scepter, unknowingly appeared atop the grand theater.

His face was heavily painted, terrifyingly pale, standing there like a ghost.

However, Liu Zheng didn’t see this scene, he continued running towards the spirit car, ignoring everything else.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

The old man gave a cold snort, raised the scepter and pointed at him.

A gigantic phantom of a bone claw adorned with jeweled rings appeared above Liu Zheng, about to grasp him.

Feeling the irresistible force, Liu Zheng without hesitation took out the Legendary delivery man’s sun-protection mask.

As soon as he wore the black mask, the immense force lost its target, and his body relaxed.

Liu Zheng seized the opportunity to sprint with all his might, reaching the spirit car, then scrambled inside by tugging on the door.

Meanwhile, the phantom of the bone claw also pursued, directly grabbing at the entire spirit car.

"Bro, give it your best, next time I’ll take you to the cemetery for a buffet."

Liu Zheng patted the steering wheel, then floored the accelerator.

"Roar!"

The engine let out a violent roaring sound, spewing out from the Bone Dragon’s mouth.

Then, the Bone Dragon spat out a huge ghostly blue light sphere, colliding with the phantom bone claw.

"Boom!"

The enormous explosion sounded in the parking lot, flinging nearby vehicles.

The few closest fared worse, directly blasted to pieces, parts scattering everywhere.

"Bravo!"

Liu Zheng praised, then frantically turned the steering wheel, driving away from the grand theater.

"Trying to run?"

As the old man was about to strike heavily again, suddenly a middle-aged man in bishop attire appeared by his side.

"Vice Principal, the guests in the VIP section are causing a commotion."

The middle-aged man said.

"Let them, don’t they cause a commotion every day?"

The old man said coldly.