Reincarnated With SSS Deathless Skill in Female Dominated World!



Chapter 50: Death's Honor (2)

'I don't give a fuck if you want to bully me because I don't agree with your views! Don't you fucking dare touch and rot my teeth!'

BOOM!

As Hunter's madness spilled from his blood and soul, the blood around him swayed and circled, soon becoming a whirlpool of fury. His mind was also yanked free from the blood drop's influence, giving him even better control over his emotions.

Which were unrestrained, for Hunter no longer cared.

After all, he always took good care of his body. He also had a fixation on his teeth, partially because he wanted to kiss a lot of beautiful women.

Also, ever since Aimee and Seraphina ambiguously commented on his pearly smile, Hunter had more reason to take care of it! Wait, he also often kissed Aimee now, didn't he?

Well, he wanted to be a man known for his strength, harem, and that smile!

For relationships were and always will be a part of Hunter's journey and desire!

'There's a skill you can't use! Blossom! Blossom into a garden of liberation!'

Screaming from the bottom of his heart, Hunter activated his original skill, Red Rose, which surged from his transformed into an abomination body. Red tendrils were never this excessive from the get-go, as Hunter's evolved undead body had way too many gaps to let the blood flow free.

He didn't need wounds… the undead torso wrapped in dirty bandages literally exploded with blood, tainting its noted feature red.

Set free, Red Rose heeded Hunter's orders. First, red branches extended toward Hunter's separated head, bringing it back to the proper place. At the same time, the skeleton arm was sheathed in the red roses, sealing whatever the madness had planned for it.

And then, Hunter caught his two floating eyeballs, stuffing his empty eyesockets with them.

'I felt it before as a Dullahan… when I am undead, the origins within me… significantly expand, including the blood origin! I'm not meant to be a human, am I?! But I will still be one, for I want to clap those cheeks!'

As Hunter's feelings and dwelling potential joined arms, the blood around him became more docile, if not tamed.

Which meant that the madness was slowly losing the grasp of Hunter.

And since Hunter's Red Rose kept growing in numbers, he was also creating a space for himself, something like a mini-domain of demons!

All of that translated into madness, entirely losing control over Hunter's body…

But if the madness could do it once, who said it couldn't do it again?

The cave rippled, and encased blood drop shone brighter, casting its golden glow at the red ocean, stirring it. More coldness found its way into the waters, gnawing on Hunter's Garden Of Liberation.

First, flowers already froze and cracked, creating gasps for the madness to enter his domain.

Standing in the middle of his space, Hunter breathed in before deeply exhaling, "Dark… Knight!"

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From the depths of his now turned into a dullahan soul, cold black winds climbed to immerse Hunter in black armor, collaborating with Hunter's cold blood to come to exist as a piece of exquisite and real steel. 

Wrapped in the toughest armor he'd ever donned, Hunter called his Strength and Blood Origin.

While the former was like a good pet, instantly following Hunter's wish, Blood Origin took some time to answer Hunter's wish. But when it did, Hunter smiled from ear to ear.

'I feel it… just now, I felt a rush of chilling cold blood flowing to my right hand where Strength Origin is already in… this blood is already agitated and focused on drawing out a lot of strength. It's like I used a skill!'

As these two worked in harmony, Hunter took a punching pose he had learned from a newbie course, adding his back and hips to it!

Which meant he was about to throw the strongest punch of his life.

"Listen… madness! Inheritance doesn't mean I'll become like your master! I'm myself, and I'll decide my own path! True, I can get influenced by others, including you and other parts of the inheritance! But the core principles will stay until the very end! It means I will always enjoy and strive to get the strongest and a good company! And I will keep the world and its content intact, with only the worst getting utterly destroyed by me, for as time passes, new opportunities shall be born in the world full of content and people! I am Hunter, both in name and occupation! I swear to hunt you down."

As the madness turned hysterical and animated around him, slamming into his Garden Of Liberation, Hunter controlled his original skill and opened a door for the uninvited guest.

Just as the blood flooded into his mini-domain, Hunter chucked a punch.

His strength splashed the foreign blood in all directions, with the main force tearing a straight path toward the floating blood drop, leaving a cold steam in its wake!

For a moment, everything froze in both admiration and power…, and then a feeble bang resounded.

"Haha! I'm worth this much now, huh?"

That little sound was Hunter barely scratching the encased blood drop.

But that much… was enough of a validation that he was worthy of going against the madness.

A different force repelled the madness' stubborn attempt to wound the inheritor again before tossing Hunter off the cave, giving him a flight to the starting point of this voyage.

Through the crack in his visor, Hunter was looking at the cave's mouth collapsing and the bridge disappearing into the chasm of the darkness.

As he dropped onto his ass, the last drums of madness echoed in his mind…

[To dare to go against me is such a mortal naiveness… but we're connected, so you're far from mortal. Prove yourself, then, Deathless Hunter!]

Rising to his feet, Hunter shook his head before grasping what the madness meant.

As he did, he gasped.

"Heh."

On the horizon of the silver desert, the vast tsunami of blood was surging to the skies before dropping flat onto the desert, ready to swallow emerging skeletons!

Which were nothing but a test to Hunter.

A quite a pleasant test as Hunter's world had two inhabitants.

'An opportunity to grow stronger! An opportunity to consort with beautiful spirits!'

He couldn't ask for more, could he?