Apocalyptic Era: Starting from picking up a Bishoujo
Chapter 41 - 38 Fallen Demon Hunter VS Supernatural Power User 1_3

Chapter 41: 38 Fallen Demon Hunter VS Supernatural Power User 1_3

I regretted.

I hated myself up to this point.

Why did I enter such a bizarre place?

Why was I so foolish to chase after such strange things?

The life that once bored me, that dull, uneventful life, but safe, now seemed so warm and dazzling.

I just wanted to return there, to my home, to my soft, comfortable bed, to sleep peacefully and forget everything that happened here today. After that, I would work diligently and live well, never again entertaining those impractical thoughts.

So, spare me... please let me go...

I knelt, knocking my head on the ground, crying inconsolably to the ghost spirit that might have been watching from somewhere, or maybe not.

However, no response came back from the darkness, and my spirit was engulfed by despair. Perhaps, I was going to die here, losing all decency and dignity, like a starving animal worthlessly perishing.

Fortunately, in the end, I didn’t die there.

Due to hunger, I had passed out and then someone woke me up.

It turned out that during my unconscious state, a new visitor had entered the dead-end alley. This visitor personally eradicated the evil spirit lurking within the alley. Thus, I was confusingly rescued.

After saving me, the person asked about my prior experiences. Exhausted, yet I still forced myself to recount everything to him.

After struggling to finish speaking, I couldn’t resist asking, "...who exactly are you?"

"I am Evil." he replied.

"Evil... Is that your name?"

"No, Evil is my identity. In Luo Mountain, demon hunters who handle strange occurrences on the forefront are called ’Evil.’" He was quite friendly.

Luo Mountain, demon hunter, Evil... My mind still hadn’t escaped the nightmare, making it hard to comprehend these concepts.

Suddenly, I remembered the friends who had entered the dead-end alley with me and asked the "Evil" if he had seen them.

"I didn’t see them, they must have all been devoured." he said, "You’re the only one who survived. Probably because you were placed last in the order of the evil spirit’s devouring, allowing you the lucky chance to survive."

"Only... just me..." I trembled uncontrollably, the fear surging like acid reflux, "you... how did you destroy that ghost?"

"You asked how I destroyed it... I just normally found it, then cut it down with a single sword strike." he said, "This evil spirit wasn’t very powerful, it was only adept at invading the human mind and manipulating panic to create illusions. It’s one thing to deal with ordinary people, but trying to confront us demon hunters with its mana is impossible, as we are inherently immune. Even if ordinary people encountered it, they could harmlessly resist if they just held firm in their hearts.

"As an example, if only you hadn’t let fear manipulate your mindset in that dead-end alley, you wouldn’t have been trapped for so long; or if you could face death calmly, accepting it as a possible outcome, such a level of Illusion Technique would have been ineffective against you.

"Still, not being swayed by fear in a helpless situation, or facing death calmly—those are things that many demon hunters themselves can’t manage, let alone expect an ordinary person to do..."

Upon hearing this, I quietly lowered my head.

Yes... it wasn’t my fault.

Anyone realizing they would die alone, far from everything, would eventually collapse. Humans are social creatures; absolute solitude and death are unbearable.

Those who stray from the group are either Gods or beasts.

Stripped of societal cloaks, humans are beasts succumbing to instinctual fear, and I was just one of those beasts.

No matter who was put in my position, they would end up just like me.

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