The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 279 - 273: I’m Not Good at Swordplay, You’re Not Good at Boxing_2

Chapter 279: Chapter 273: I’m Not Good at Swordplay, You’re Not Good at Boxing_2

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

Metal clashed continuously like an impromptu percussion piece.

Liu Zheng’s tentacles trembled nonstop, and though the sound of his cartilage splitting was masked by the clashing, the sensation of pain transmitted clearly into his brain.

If it weren’t for "Blood and Flesh Rebirth’s" rapid recovery, his four tentacles would have been useless long ago.

Yet, under such rapid strikes, even "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" was struggling to keep up with the accumulating damage.

The old man in front of him was accelerating, showing no signs of fatigue, more vigorous than Liu Zheng who had saved countless amounts of strength.

"Damn it, does this old geezer drink ’Blood Collection Bottles’ as his daily beverage?"

Liu Zheng muttered speechlessly.

It seemed he had underestimated the difficulty of this instance; the Beasts wandering the streets were indeed just fodder, but the elite forces still had some tricks up their sleeve.

Besides, Beethoven hadn’t yet employed the perfectly crafted divine weapon on his back, nor had he Beastified like Father John.

If it were a fight to the death, he wasn’t confident of escaping unscathed, probably having to use a considerable amount of items and stored strength.

Since his assessment was wrong, the original plan had to be revised.

He initially intended to sneak into Church Town to see if he could steal the Blood Gem and the Holy Grail directly.

If discovered, he would switch to outright robbery.

After all, the Blood Healing Church obviously wasn’t anything nice, so he felt no guilt in robbing them.

Now, it seemed, he had to attempt negotiation first.

But even in negotiation, he had to demonstrate his power first.

After all, the criticism of weapons always falls short compared to the criticism by weapons.

Liu Zheng swung his Slaughter Knife again to block Beethoven’s chop.

But this time, he used only two tentacles.

Although his strength was slightly superior to Beethoven’s, it still couldn’t negate the disadvantage of two tentacles against two hands.

The Great Sword’s heavy force overpowered Liu Zheng’s tentacles, pressing the Slaughter Knife back onto his shoulder.

The agony of bones fracturing came again, but that was the effect he wanted.

As long as it wasn’t a severed limb, a simple fracture was as insignificant as the rupture of capillaries.

The other two tentacles clenched into fists and struck fiercely at Beethoven’s abdomen.

At the same time, Liu Zheng’s right hoof stealthily kicked up, aiming for Beethoven’s hamstrings.

A killing move from Xingyi Quan, the "Yellow Dog Taking a Leak."

In weapon combat, he was but a layman.

In boxing, he still knew a thing or two.

"Woah~"

Feeling the sharp wind from below, Beethoven exclaimed in surprise.

He had never seen such an attacking style, which fully reflected human cunning and also bore an animal’s wildness.

"Bang!"

Beethoven also kicked up, fending off Liu Zheng’s sinister leg strike, but his abdomen took the solid pounding of two tentacles.

The dull thud echoed, and Liu Zheng felt like he was hitting not flesh and blood, but a block of granite.

After exchanging moves, both stepped back, facing off once again.

"Young man, you really surprise me a lot."

Beethoven said, looking at the imprint on his abdomen.

The thick Hunter’s coat had done little to cushion the blow, the penetrative force of the punch hitting his flesh directly.

Even though his body, hardened by a thousand blows, was able to withstand such an attack, he did feel a pain he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

"You’re not bad yourself, qualified even as a delivery guy."

Liu Zheng responded in kind.

"Hahaha."

Beethoven laughed heartily.

"Shall we continue?"

He asked.

"No need, I think we’ve communicated enough."

Liu Zheng said, moving his split shoulder.

"How about we have a drink together? I have a few bottles of fine wine brought from Carcarens Academy."

Beethoven suggested.

"Where shall we drink?"

"Back at the Church, of course. Rest assured, I guarantee your safety on my honor and last name."

Beethoven said earnestly.

"Besides, Great Archbishop Amelia wishes to meet you. The wine at her place is even better than mine."

Then he winked.

"Alright, let’s go then."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Very well. My knights, continue with your duties."

Beethoven said to the "Holy Sword" Church Hunters.

"Yes, Master Beethoven."

The hunters replied in unison.

The Hunter Captain actually wanted to ask if they needed an escort, but after thinking it over, he found it somewhat presumptuous.

With Master Beethoven and this outsider together, they really couldn’t think of anything that could threaten their safety.

Amid the admiring gazes of the "Holy Sword" hunters, Beethoven and Liu Zheng walked side by side towards the direction of Church Town.

And Xia Kai followed behind them conscientiously, like a knight’s attendant.

Yadan Cemetery was actually very close to Church Town, which was probably why Father John chose to make his home nearby.

Despite Xia Kai’s burden, it took only a dozen minutes for the two to reach the entrance of Church Town with their pace.

A huge central square.

The central square was the lowest point of the entire Church Town, with the Great Cathedral up above, the Church workshop to the right, and Old Yate to the left.

There was also a fork in the road, sealed by a huge iron gate, with the scenery behind it invisible.

Within the square, the lights were bright, with countless people wearing the Church Hunters’ ensemble moving back and forth.

They were burly, with resolute eyes, excellent weapons, and devout faith, capable of blocking anyone with ulterior motives from Church Town.

However, when they saw Beethoven’s arrival, they all bowed their heads in respect.

"Master Beethoven, welcome back. Who are these two?"

The person in charge of the patrol team came over to greet them.

It was a critical period, and even the people brought by Beethoven had to be verified.

Of course, this was also because he was not a "Holy Sword" hunter, but a hunter directly under Great Archbishop Amelia.

"This is the person specifically requested to see by Great Archbishop Amelia," Beethoven said.

"Then please wait a moment while I send someone to confirm," the officer said apologetically.

"Of course, that’s your duty," Beethoven nodded.

The officer returned to the patrol team, told something to a hunter.

The latter nodded, then dashed towards the Great Cathedral.

Soon, he was back in the square, whispering something in the officer’s ear.

"Master Beethoven, the Great Archbishop asks you to go directly to the main sanctuary," the officer informed the three of them.

"Very well. Thank you for the hard work on patrol," Beethoven said.

"For the Holy Blood to never run dry," the officer saluted.

The three walked past the patrol team towards the Great Cathedral.

The road to the Great Cathedral was a series of steps; by the time they reached the entrance of the Great Cathedral, Beethoven and Liu Zheng were still fine, but Xia Kai was already a bit winded.

"Your attendant could really use some training," Beethoven commented.

"Indeed, he should spend some time in the sewer and eat a bit more crap," Liu Zheng agreed.

Xia Kai had a look of constipation on his face, yet he dared not retort.

But beyond his loss for words, he was somewhat looking forward to it.

If eating crap could make him as strong as the big shots, it wasn’t completely unacceptable.

"Eh, that’s not quite what I meant. I mean, he could train alongside those aspirant hunters," Beethoven said helplessly.

Although he didn’t know whether Liu Zheng’s claims were true or false, even if they were, the idea of gaining strength by eating crap was difficult for him to accept.

"It’s up to him whether he wants to or not, I’m very democratic," Liu Zheng said.

"I’ll follow the lead of the boss," Xia Kai stated decisively.

He was actually somewhat enticed, as Church Town was definitely safer than staying in the Metropolis.

Moreover, training with hunters was a rare opportunity.

If he could stay alive in Church Town for ten days or half a month, wouldn’t his instance rating skyrocket?

"Slurp," Xia Kai couldn’t help swallowing his saliva.

"We’ll see how it goes," Liu Zheng glanced at him and said.

Although he was not planning to be a nanny, he was still willing to help with a minor effort.

Just as he had done in the Metropolis, having more friends meant more pathways.

If things worked out, he could ask Xia Kai for some goods as a referral fee.

However, all this was based on the presumption of a successful communication.

If the two sides were to clash directly, the prospect of training together would no longer exist.

"Let’s go in, Great Archbishop Amelia is waiting for us," Beethoven urged, pushing open the huge bronze doors and leading the two into the depths of the Great Cathedral.