The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 461 - 377 Your Elevator Is Pretty Useless, Employees Huh

Chapter 461: Chapter 377 Your Elevator Is Pretty Useless, Employees Huh

"What do you mean?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Please draw your sword, sir."

The tip of the Blood Warrior’s sword slightly lifted, slanting towards the sky.

He followed the direction of the sword’s tip and noticed an inconspicuous part of the blood cloud above him twisted into the shape of an ear.

"So, is it okay if I just stand still and let you chop at me?"

He sighed.

Although Liu Zheng did not despise violence, he was not a battle-crazed lunatic either.

Fighting had been non-stop since he entered the Metropolis, and he was indeed a bit tired.

If he had to be chopped, then he might as well lie flat and take it.

"Obviously, that will not do."

The Blood Warrior’s face twitched.

Having been an elevator for so many years, he had never seen such a lethargic piece of work.

If he didn’t still hope the other party would help save his wife and daughter, he would have considered chopping him as dirtying his own blade.

"Then, may I counterattack?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course, you may. Sir, please feel free to strike without worrying about injuring me,"

The Blood Warrior said with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"Forget it, I still can’t muster the energy. How about a look at my butt instead?"

He turned around, back facing the Blood Warrior.

"Have you not heard that a scar on the back is a warrior’s shame?"

Blood vessels on the Blood Warrior’s forehead throbbed wildly.

"I’ve heard it."

No joke, he was an ACG fan before, how could he have not heard such classic lines?

"Then why are you still turning your back on me?"

The Blood Warrior changed his address.

"Because I am not a samurai, I am just a, cough, masseur,"

Liu Zheng wiped non-existent sweat from his brow, nearly misspeaking.

"What will it take for you to seriously duel with me?"

The Blood Warrior asked helplessly.

"Finally getting to the truth, huh?"

He turned around, with a conspiratorial smile on his face.

"What’s this about not being overheard, I think you just want to fight me,"

Liu Zheng said leisurely.

"It’s true I wish to fight you, and it’s also true regarding not being overheard,"

Having his thoughts exposed, the Blood Warrior candidly admitted.

"People ride the elevator every day; haven’t you fought enough?"

He inquired.

"They are not like you, they carry no murderous aura. Sparring with them is of little help to me,"

The Blood Warrior shook his head.

"So sparring with me greatly helps you?"

"Of course, I am now an Evil Spirit, and this body is the manifestation of my murderous aura and resentment,"

"Especially this ’Corpse Killing Pill’ in my hand, now merged as one with my murderous aura. Only by grinding against other weapons of murder can it become sharper,"

The Blood Warrior’s hand brushed the blade, and blood-colored ripples emerged on it.

"Weren’t you a Walking Corpse? When did you become an Evil Spirit?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I’m not quite clear about that either. Ever since I regained my senses, I’ve been wandering aimlessly in the wilderness. Until one day, a person suddenly told me that instead of wandering around to become a tool for others, why not become his employee, and there might be a chance for salvation in the future."

"I don’t remember if I agreed or refused at that time, but the next thing I knew with any memory, I had become like this."

"My physical body merged with this elevator, and as for my soul, it separated and became the Elevator Spirit,"

The Blood Warrior explained.

"Was that person her?"

He pointed at the ear.

"I do not know. Now trying to recall that person’s face and voice, I can remember nothing at all. However, I vaguely remember that person had an extraordinary presence, certainly not comparable to commonplace folk,"

The Blood Warrior shook his head, his words also laced with disdain for Granny Tang.

"Alright then. But if I’m going to be your sparring partner, you’ve got to give me some medical compensation, right?"

Liu Zheng shrugged.

He didn’t believe he could defeat the other party without using tools, and one can’t just take a beating for nothing, right?

"What would you like, sir?"

The Blood Warrior asked helplessly.

At the same time, he also felt a weird sensation in his heart.

He was supposed to be the examiner, so how had it come to be that after a few words exchanged, he became the passive one?

"I’m not picky, do you have any quick-to-learn sword techniques or something?"

Liu Zheng said.

He couldn’t claim to be clueless when it comes to weapon combat, but he had no natural talent that allowed one to teach oneself without guidance.

Despite owning the "Spirit of Self-Consumption" and "Picky", exquisite blades of quality, when wielding them, he only had one move: wildly hack away.

Originally, while he was in Yate, there was a chance to remedy this.

Beethoven himself was a master of swordsmanship, and he personally trained the entire Church Hunter Organization, making him an ideal swordsmanship teacher.

Although he used a sword and not a knife, the technique for wielding a Great Sword was somewhat similar to that of a knife, and the basic principles of weapon combat were the same.

Moreover, he could also acquire a Great Sword to use, as there should be one for sale in the black market.

But just when relationships were getting established and affairs concluded, Liu Zheng was thrown out of Yate by some unknown higher being, truly frustrating.

Yet he was accustomed to plan changes; it happens regularly, and he wasn’t too disappointed.

But now that there seemed to be an opportunity to catch up on lessons, he wouldn’t easily pass it up.

"No,"

The Blood Warrior firmly shook his head.

"Swordsmanship is a skill forged through tireless practice. Even those with exceptional talent must understand the essence of swordsmanship through countless sword swings. Although you are not a swordsman, you should still understand this principle."

He said solemnly.

"I don’t want to grasp any profound swordsmanship essence; I just want to learn some self-defense skills,"

Liu Zheng spread his hands.

Even if he did want to grasp some kind of essence, he’d rather grasp the Way of the Deliveryman, which might even activate the additional effects of the Legendary Deliveryman Set.