bayedsolid Chapter 795 Lin Xue's Perspective on Revenge
Chapter 795 Lin Xue's Perspective on Revenge
I stood there, the air thick with the rusty, bloody stench that belonged to Zhao Hu.
Before me was his terrified, contorted face, the light in his eyes fading rapidly. In my ears, I could almost hear his desperate scream—"No—!"
What ridiculous words. Just now, as he slit my throat with a single sword stroke, watching my life slowly drain from my body, didn't I also let out such a silent scream? What a smug and cruel smile he wore then?
All I remember is that at that moment, the world was filled with nothing but cold hatred and an obsession with revenge.
So when I opened my eyes again, when I had the power to repay all of this tenfold, I knew his death was imminent.
Just now, with a mere movement, I appeared before him. The horror and disbelief in his eyes were just like mine back then. So close, I could even smell the nauseating mixture of alcohol and cheap incense emanating from him.
I didn't use any weapons. My hands were enough to deal with him. I slowly raised my right hand, my index fingers together, and a ghostly light, born of hatred and nurtured by pain, gathered at my fingertips. This light was what he owed me.
He wanted to hide, didn't he? I could clearly see the stiffness in his body and his futile struggle. But what did it matter? The moment I locked onto him, he was already dead. An invisible force bound him, leaving him like a lamb to the slaughter, helplessly watching death descend upon him.
My gaze was probably as cold as it was at some point in his memory, perhaps even colder. Because in my eyes, he was less than an ant. An ant can at least survive, but he had to die.
My fingertips moved forward without any resistance. The soft sound, "hiss—," was like cloth being torn, or like a bubble bursting. I felt the touch from my fingertips—warm flesh and blood, the fragile trachea and internal organs.
His pupils dilated suddenly, filled with extreme fear and profound disbelief. He looked down at my finger piercing his throat—slender and white? Perhaps. But at that moment, it was the most terrifying weapon in the world.
Hot, scalding blood, imbued with his life force, mixed with fragments of broken trachea and internal organs, gushed from the bloody holes in his neck, splattering all over me. The warm liquid slid down my cheeks, carrying a strong, sweet, metallic taste.
I didn't dodge. This blood is what he owes me. I should take it.
The life force in his eyes was rapidly slipping away, as quickly as sand in an hourglass. The expression on his face went from terror to pain, and finally to despair—exactly the same expression I had when I lay on the ground, feeling my life being slowly drained away.
well.
I watched him coldly as his last breath faded and his body slumped down with a dull thud.
Only after confirming that he was completely dead did I slowly withdraw my hand. The eerie light from my fingertips dissipated, leaving only specks of crimson.
I spoke, my voice so calm it surprised even myself, yet it carried a hint of relief, a release that had been suppressed for so long.
“Zhao Hu,” I murmured the name as if spitting on something, “This grudge from that sword… no, everything you owe me, I’m repaying you today.”
Blood dripped from my cheek and onto the ground, mingling with his bloodstains.
The air seemed to quiet down, leaving only the heavy smell of blood.
I stood there, my body and face covered in his blood, but I felt no ecstatic joy as I had expected. Instead, I felt a cold emptiness and a sense of... belated, blood-stained relief.
Is it over? Perhaps, it's just the beginning. But at least, he's dead. That's enough.
Lin Xue, this young heroine who has just stepped onto the battlefield, dealt a fatal blow to her enemy in her own way, experiencing the thrill of revenge. She also transformed as a result, becoming more and more mature. The military journey of the young female warrior has officially begun. Like her many older sisters, she will become the proud daughter of the Lin family and a hero on the battlefield.