NOVPUBThe man without limbs, sitting in the wheelchair, looked at the few genius Beast Masters from the Haunted Marsh, who were about to attack Charles. He sneered and spoke mockingly,
"How shameless! Have the Haunted Marsh Beast Masters become this dishonorable now?"
These words instantly made the faces of the Haunted Marsh Beast Masters turn ugly.
Earlier, they hadn't thought much about it. When they saw Charles easily overpowering Luke, another Level 5 Beast Master, they just wanted to quickly deal with Charles and end everything.
But they hadn't expected another strange Beast Master to appear on the scene, apart from Charles.
One of the genius Haunted Marsh Beast Masters, seeing the wheelchair beneath the man, sneered and said,
"I thought it was someone important. Turns out it's just a cripple. Get lost, and stay as far away as you can..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed the man in the wheelchair's face darken instantly.
A six-pointed hexagram array appeared behind the man, and strange, grotesque fleshy masses, resembling exposed blood and muscle, began to emerge around him.
The moment those fleshy masses appeared, they completely enveloped the man, and in the blink of an eye, the limbless man grew arms and legs, and two long, eerie arms sprouted from his back, making him look bizarre and monstrous!
The Haunted Marsh genius Beast Masters were shocked by the scene. Someone instinctively exclaimed,
"What... What kind of mystical beast is this? It looks so strange!"
At that moment, a system notification appeared in Charles's eyes, and he was momentarily stunned.
The reason for his surprise was that the mystical beasts looked so strange. There were six of them, yet the notification only showed information about one mystical beast.
—[Alchemy Flesh Mystical Beast]—
Attributes: Wood
Level: 58
Quality: Diamond
Skills: Splitting, Fusion, Enhancement, Rapid Regeneration, Consciousness Link, Self-Destruction
Weakness: Thunder
...
Description: A unique mystical beast created by a great alchemist by chance. Once it reaches a certain level, it can split, allowing the Beast Master to form a contract.
This was the first time Charles had seen such a peculiar mystical beast. It was created by an alchemist?
An alchemist could create such a mystical beast?
He was a Special-Class alchemist himself and had never encountered this kind of knowledge before. Even his teacher, Colton, probably didn't know about it.
Quickly, under Charles's watch, the man who had fused with the six Alchemy Flesh Mystical Beasts moved at incredible speed!
He was like a flash of lightning in the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the Haunted Marsh genius Beast Master who had just called him a cripple.
The Haunted Marsh Beast Masters, all at Level 6, didn't even have time to react. By the time they sensed the danger and tried to defend or dodge, one of their own had already been captured.
The man, now with four arms, grabbed the shoulder of the Beast Master who had mocked him and lifted him into the air.
The man smiled and said,
"Crippled? You were right, your prediction about your fate was quite accurate! Remember my name, I'm William!"
Before the Haunted Marsh Beast Master could even comprehend what was happening, William's arms behind him moved slightly and, in an instant, he ripped the Beast Master's arms clean off.
Hot, steaming blood sprayed out like a broken faucet, drenching William's face instantly.
But he didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, his eyes grew brighter, and he seemed more excited than ever.
"Ahhhhhh!" A chilling scream pierced the night's silence.
Normally, the sound of someone enduring such immense pain would make any normal person uncomfortable. However, a look of pleasure slowly appeared on William's face, as if he were listening to a graceful music performance. He closed his eyes and gently swayed his head.
The crazy scene left the remaining Haunted Marsh Beast Masters utterly stunned. They could only watch, dumbfounded, as their companion screamed in agony.
It wasn't until the screams gradually weakened that William abruptly opened his eyes. With a displeased expression, he flipped the Beast Master he was holding, turning him upside down, his head now facing the ground, his legs raised.
At that moment, the remaining Haunted Marsh Beast Masters realized that William was about to repeat what he had just done, and fear appeared on their faces.
One of them angrily shouted,
"Crazy! Let him go!"
The others quickly summoned their mystical beasts and began attacking William.
In response to the attacks of several Level 6 Beast Masters, William casually threw the Beast Master whose arms he had ripped off toward the attackers.
To avoid harming their comrade, they were forced to halt their attacks mid-way.
This gave William the opportunity he needed. With a sudden movement, William lunged forward like a hungry wolf entering a sheep pen. The Haunted Marsh's Level 6 Beast Masters had no chance to defend themselves in his presence.
Even when an attack struck William's arm, his arm healed at a visible speed, faster than the eye could see.
One of the Beast Masters couldn't hold back any longer and immediately pulled out a communication device to call for reinforcements.
The noise from this fight was enormous, mainly due to the screams of the Haunted Marsh Beast Master whose arms had been torn off. His cries were so loud that many other Beast Masters in the town heard them.
William slowly placed his bare right foot on the face of one of the Level 6 Haunted Marsh Beast Masters, smiling as he said,
"Well? Now, who's the cripple? Who's the useless one?"
"Have the Haunted Marsh Beast Masters still been this high and mighty? After all these years, nothing has changed."
All these years?
Charles was slightly stunned when he heard William's words, because to him, William looked extremely young, no older than twenty. How could he speak with such a tone of reflection?
The Level 6 Haunted Marsh Beast Master under William's foot gritted his teeth and said,
"I've called for help. More people are on their way!"
"The one leading them is a Level 9 Beast Master. You're finished. You're completely finished!"
Upon hearing this, William seemed to pause for thought. He placed his arms behind his head, seemingly fearful, and asked,
"If I let you go now, can I still make amends? I can even help you teach that person a lesson!"
William pointed toward Charles's direction. Charles furrowed his brow slightly and tightened his grip on the Black Gold Long Knife.
William gave Charles a sense of familiarity, similar to Skylar and Miles Carter, but more insane and completely devoid of any logic.
Charles sensed that what William had said might be true, as a faint hostility was now locked onto him.
The Level 6 Haunted Marsh Beast Master beneath William's foot, thinking that William was genuinely afraid now due to his tone, said,
"Alright, but you'll have to kneel and apologize to us before we..."
Before he could finish his sentence, William lifted his foot.
The Beast Master thought William was about to spare him, but to his surprise, William's foot, which had only just risen, came crashing down once more.
In an instant, a mixture of red and white, along with the shattered pieces of the skull, splattered everywhere.
William sighed and slowly said,
"Well, it really hasn't changed at all. High rank, low combat experience, and still so high and mighty, looking down on the Beast Masters from other regions."
"That's all fine, but you really think I'm afraid of a Level 9 Beast Master? So stupid. The world would be better off with fewer stupid people."
"Stupid people are even more detestable than bad people!"
"You agree, right?"
In the forest at night, the moonlight illuminated the ground, where various pieces of flesh and bones of different sizes were scattered in disarray.
Charles looked at William, who had turned to ask him the question, and raised his Black Gold Long Knife. He calmly replied,
"Do you have a way to evade a Level 9 Beast Master, or are you planning to frame all of this on me?"
William immediately burst into laughter and gave Charles a thumbs-up, praising him,
"Smart guy! I like smart people! Look, now that I've helped you out, can we be friends?"
Charles genuinely couldn't figure out how to reason with such a madman. It was simply too illogical.
The man had killed a Haunted Marsh Beast Master and now claimed he wanted to be friends?
That reasoning made no sense at all!
Charles slowly asked,
"What's your real goal? Please just say it directly."
William sighed, spreading his four arms and shrugging, replying,
"Ah, you smart people are like this—always overthinking. I just couldn't stand those guys, and I thought I'd get to know you. The disguise you're wearing, it should have been prevented using Transforming Beast, right?"
"Well, never mind. Maybe next time we'll meet again. I should get going. Oh, and your name's Charles, right? I'll remember it."
After saying that, William, who had previously shown no fear, immediately began to leave without any hesitation.
However, just as his figure disappeared, he reappeared and, looking slightly embarrassed, said to Charles,
"Sorry, sorry, I forgot my wheelchair. It wouldn't be good to leave behind evidence."
With that, the man moved quickly, trying to leave. Charles used Divine Domain to sense his surroundings and noticed that the unfortunate Beast Master whose arms William had torn off was still alive.
Charles decided to abandon his plan to stop William. As long as there was a witness still alive, he wouldn't be mistaken as the one responsible for all of this.
