The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 757 - 755 Clown

Clap, clap, clap!

Art’s five fingers spread wide, exaggeratedly clapping as he walked down the stairs with a comical stride.

"That was fast, I didn’t even see it clearly just now!

You, such a powerful being, why would you willingly stay inside William’s body, although that young fellow also has some abilities... No! You and William are actually the same entity!

I never thought you could now act independently of him.

Looking at it this way, you are half of William! If I can’t even defeat you, I, the chief clown, would really be a disgrace, I might as well go back and resign, get depressed, and kill myself in one go! After all, Catherine has always coveted this position.

Ha-ha! Just kidding, I won’t lose, especially with so many people watching~ Losing to half a William would be too embarrassing."

Yi Chen had no reaction to these kinds of verbal ’teases’; having killed many before, he felt any words were superfluous to the act of killing,

what he needed to listen to were only the voices of the dead.

Unexpectedly, Nash on his shoulder became agitated by Art’s words, touched by some nerve.

"That! That! Art... I need to correct one of your statements! The second boss... Yi Chen, he’s not half a William!

He exists independently, and he is very formidable! He has taught me a lot about killing these days.

Please don’t speak nonsense, or I’ll get angry!"

Those were the most aggressive words Nash could muster to say to Art,

Art scratched his head, "Oh~ is that so?

If you are not one entity, then why did you both initially share one body?

I smell a ’secret’ that makes me want to absorb your body to understand it better.

Also, Nash... you seem to have grown! You actually dare to talk to me like this."

"Why wouldn’t I dare! I’m not working under you now!" Nash’s head turned rigid, and he felt his tongue tremble as he spoke.

"Okay..."

While Nash was arguing with Art,

Yi Chen’s breath had reached a Spirit Realm Point,

Whoo! (Inhale)

With a deep breath, his Purple Lung expanded to its limit, pumping blood rich in a shade of purplish-gold throughout his body.

He twisted his wrist,

His right hand tensed, he threw the Black Hand Axe with full force,

However, instead of aiming at Art, he targeted the sidewall of the basement...Ding! The axe immediately bounced toward another corner, resulting in another ricochet.

Art’s gaze was instantly drawn there,

It was the first time he’d seen someone use such a ricochet technique, and he was very puzzled—aiming directly would surely have been quicker, more powerful, and more time-efficient,

After multiple ricochets, it probably wouldn’t have enough force to cut off a finger.

But this novel method of attack delighted Art, who enjoyed new things.

To clearly see the path of the ricocheting axe,

he squeezed his eyeballs out of their sockets and pinched them between two fingers, pulling them about 5 centimeters from their sockets.

After exactly ten bounces, the hand axe finally found its correct trajectory and slashed at Art’s head from the side,

"Ah, here it comes!"

Art yanked hard at his eyeballs, using the recoil to let them snap back into their sockets,

and reached out with both hands, ready to firmly grasp the Black Hand Axe, which met the ’Death Plague Knight Order’s’ standards.

But just as his hands attempted to grasp the handle... Crack! A sound of bones cracking was heard,

Hum! The tremendous force contained within the axe completely shattered Art’s hands, tearing his wrists open, barely connected by a layer of skin.

"Ah! What’s happening, why does the force increase after ricochet! Wait a second!"

Art totally ignored the axe that was about to chop into his head,

his attention reverted to the spot where the axe had ricocheted off... Focusing on that, Art saw something extraordinary.

At every bounce point, there was a [Deceased], a tangible being formed from killing intent and Black Liquid.

With every ricochet, these deceased aided in propelling the axe, even transferring some of the killing intent onto it.

"Physical killing intent! You are indeed formidable..."

As soon as the words were spoken,

Whoosh! The hand axe sliced straight through Art’s head, splitting it in half and lodging it in the sternum.

Meanwhile, Yi Chen had already concealed his killing intent and, assuming the posture of a crouching dragon, arrived in front of Art.

With a dagger in hand, he slashed upward!

The sharp blade struck between Art’s legs and ripped upwards!

The upward-slashing dagger collided with the hand axe stuck in the sternum, Ding!

When the weapons collided, a wave of energy exploded,

Art’s body was not only ripped in half but also blasted apart left and right due to the impact of the weapons.

Clap! Yi Chen grasped the hand axe again, facing the clown’s bisected torso, and immediately swung the fastest cuts!

One second, ten slashes,

Art’s left and right halves were instantly chopped into minced meat and each piece was eroded by death, struck by the perfect "slaughter line."

The audience could only see countless curved, black flashes of the blade flickering on either side of Yi Chen,

After the slashing ended,

Whew... a breath of purple air exhaled.

Art’s left and right sides had turned into black mince, which fell to the ground and rapidly turned into smoke.

Decisive and resolute, like flowing clouds and water

This scene also completely stunned the audience below, including Cancer Face Kamsky from the Cancer Palace, who watched with his entire body tense, hands clenching tightly!

"Who is this exactly!!"

"Yi!" from the back row, Moon Trace Lorian couldn’t help but shout out that word, recalling the scene where Yi Chen had beheaded the Moon God in the "Illusion Dream Realm" on the Silver Sea Islands.

"So strong!"

Sitting in the front row, Catherine stood up excitedly; she had never imagined that the boss could be overpowered.

Only William on the stage had a smile on his face, observing everything clearly through the Evil Sun’s Eye floating on the right side of his face,

"Strong, Yi Chen~ But Art won’t just die like this, the real trouble is about to begin."

[Inside the basement]

Having completed the beheading, Yi Chen stabilized his condition with a deep breath, still holding the weapon in his hand. He felt a sense of disharmony while executing the target.

He had just beheaded Art, and although it seemed normal, it felt as if there was no soul.

It seemed that during the beheading, cancer cells had transferred, moving into the building.

Creak creak~

Face after face with yellow teeth and hooked noses emerged from the basement walls, more and more, all looking at Yi Chen.

"You have passed my preliminary test, Mr. Yi! Now let’s start the real duel, let me give you a taste of my department, hahaha!"

As Art’s laughter echoed through the mansion,

this house nestled in the snowy mountains began growing Art’s faces on every inch of its walls,

Art had walked through every area of the mansion during the play, touching every wall where he implanted tumors.

He had long wanted to steal the spotlight, using the stage provided by William to exhibit a circus more interesting and in-depth.

The tumors within the walls began to spread,

and in less than a minute, the entire mansion transformed into a circus tent made of flesh.

Inside the tent,

the floor under Yi Chen remained unchanged, while the surrounding floors began to collapse, making his standing spot rise into a high platform from where he could not see the bottom when looking down.

At the same time,

a similar high platform emerged a hundred meters away,

connected by a taut wire,

Art’s true body also quickly condensed on the opposite side, raising his voice and loudly proclaiming:

"Let’s get to the first performance of the night!

Tightrope walking!

Mr. Yi, please step onto this wire with me, and be careful not to lose your footing and fall, or you’ll be labeled ’Falling’!"