69novels Chapter 166 Kill Kill Kill
Chapter 166 Kill Kill Kill
Chapter 166 Kill Kill Kill
When Su Wu returned to the church in District 12, Sid and Pampas were waiting for him at the door, glancing towards the nest from time to time.
Pampas was holding something that looked like a stopwatch, and upon seeing him, immediately pressed pause.
"Six minutes," Pampas read.
"Faster than I expected." West Germany was both surprised and proud.
He said he was that kid's teacher, so there probably isn't any problem.
"I wasted some time asking questions; that guy wasn't cooperative enough." Su Wu thought of a certain uncooperative monster, lowered her brows, and spoke with displeasure.
"Has it been resolved?" Pampas asked with a smile, but his eyes were full of certainty.
Given the other party's style of doing things, once they went there, they would definitely kill all the monsters, something Pampas knew very well.
"Ah." The white-haired boy's expression was languid, and his tone remained unchanged.
"Then you need to leave quickly, otherwise..." Pampas whispered, hinting.
"The Elders' Council is keeping an eye on you," he warned.
A powerful individual living in Meteor City will either join the Elders' Council or be placed under surveillance.
Because those guys are afraid—afraid of another unpredictable event like the Spider's—they keep a close eye on powerful individuals, wary of them, and want to control and utilize them.
Why do so few of the strong individuals who leave Meteor City return? Because Meteor City has this annoying situation.
The Phantom Troupe doesn't go back to Meteor City very often, because whenever they do, some members of the Elders' Council can't sleep.
"...Rotten oranges." Su Wu frowned in disgust. "I'll leave once the supplies from Batra's side arrive."
His food reserves were running low because... not only could he eat a lot, but Kong's stomach was also a bottomless pit. Food that would normally last a year for an average person could be completely consumed by him and Kong in just a few months.
In addition, I grew so fast that I often couldn't fit into many of my clothes before I even wore them.
He's currently in dire need of new clothes because... his old pants are now showing his ankles.
"Then it's probably too late," Pampas sighed. "Take it easy," he reminded him.
"What do you think about me striking first and killing them all?" Su Wu suddenly suggested with great interest.
The difference between him and Gojo Satoru is that although Gojo Satoru also wanted to overthrow the Rotten Oranges and occasionally thought about killing them, his final choice was to cultivate talent to replace the Rotten Oranges.
If it were Su Wu, he would simply kill all the rotten oranges, turn the world of sorcery into his own personal fiefdom, and then directly select qualified people to train and make them his subordinates.
He's already the strongest, so of course he'd declare himself king. How could he possibly allow anyone to be above him, the strongest?
Putting decision-making power in the hands of others is troublesome no matter how you look at it.
Every time a decision is made, there's a meeting to get the opinions of other old men...
If they're so rigid, then I must be even more rigid! I'll just drag the era back to the time of monarchs and become the king of the sorcery world myself.
Isn't it traditional and old-fashioned? Then just kneel down and kowtow to greet them when you meet.
The King of Curses versus the King of Spells, very good.
If a painter were to create something like this, he'd be deified!
"...Some of them are quite capable; it would be a waste to kill them all," Pampas said meaningfully.
"Ah." Su Wu stared at Pampas, scrutinized it for a moment, and then figured something out.
This guy seems to have a good relationship with the Phantom Troupe, and his abilities are pretty good, etc. He's definitely speaking from Chrollo's perspective, meaning he wants to keep him for Chrollo.
understood.
It seems the elders' joy won't last long.
I can just bear with it...
I can't take it anymore!
That night, noticing the watchful gaze, Su Wu tossed and turned in bed for only three seconds before sitting up.
An eye, resembling a pattern, appeared on the corner wall of the room at some unknown time, and it never blinked.
"So annoying." Without saying a word, Su Wu took out the Heavenly Inverse Plug and stabbed it down.
Tian Nimu was directly pierced into the wall, his eye piercing through the wall.
A suppressed, brief cry of pain rang out, and the person who made the sound quickly covered their mouth to stop themselves from making a sound.
The eye, which resembled a pattern, bled after being stabbed, leaving a trail of blood on the wall.
Look, look, I'll poke your eyes out if you want to. Did you think it was hard to be caught spying?
I already couldn't sleep, and being watched made it even more annoying.
Frustrated and confused, Su Wu immediately grabbed Tian Ni Mou and found the dozen or so figures who were lurking near the church. As soon as she saw them, she stabbed them through the heart, and hung their bodies neatly on the church.
Seeing these annoying creatures fluttering in the wind like fish hanging at a fish market stall made him feel much better.
He clapped his hands, finished work, and went back to his room.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, the body hanging on the church roof was quickly carried away.
Su Wu ignored the guys sneaking around carrying the corpse and stayed in the church without going out.
No more tactless fellows would hide in the shadows and peek at him, bothering him.
"What should we do with these people?" Pampas and Sid began to consider the problem of humans who had been transformed into monsters.
They were still alive when they were placed in the lobby, and they regained their consciousness when Su Wu killed the monster with the ability to modify.
However, the physical transformation is irreversible; if they live, they will remain as monsters forever.
Reversal techniques can heal wounds and even bring people back to life, but... they can't give them plastic surgery.
"I don't want to...live as a monster..."
"Kill me, please kill me..."
"Let me just die already..."
Upon regaining consciousness, they looked at their current state, weeping and wailing in despair, their eyes pleading as they looked at the others present.
"This is a bit troublesome..." Pampas looked at West Germany.
As a self-proclaimed speculator, Pampas rarely killed anyone, and he wouldn't even let his hands get bloodied unless absolutely necessary.
Especially under these circumstances.
Murder and being a henchman should be left to Enhancement or Emission types.
For example, West Germany.
"It's just that your appearance has changed. You're still residents of Meteor City, what are you afraid of?" Sid scolded them with dissatisfaction.
Meteor City is not short of oddly shaped people.
"But these guys, they're going to eat people, aren't they?" Su Wu said coldly from the side.
Having been transformed into monsters, even after regaining consciousness, their bodily instincts still make them crave food.
Meteor City doesn't reject guys who look like monsters, but these modified guys who feed on humans are even harder to control than vultures.
Even if you resist at first, you may eventually be controlled by your instincts.
Just like those... people controlled by drugs.
"Hey kid over there, come here." Su Wu beckoned to the child who was eavesdropping behind the door.
"You haven't let them see blood, have you? I always feel that training is incomplete without bloodshed." Su Wu glanced at Pampas and Sid, and spoke to herself under their meaningful and disapproving gazes.
"Kids from Meteor City must learn to kill."
"Would you rather kill or be killed?" he asked the children who had run towards him.
Killing is the fastest form of training; those who refuse to kill will only be killed.
If they lived in the world of ordinary people, it would be fine, but the kids in Meteor City are anything but ordinary.
Most of them don't live to adulthood and suffer various accidents.
"It's too early," Sid said, somewhat disagreeing.
While what he said makes sense, the oldest child this guy called over was only six years old!
Even if you leave the modified person standing still, you can't kill them by giving them guns and weapons!
Let's consider reality. Not all children have monstrous talents.
"...Okay." Su Wu shrugged. "Raise your hand if you're confident you won't eat people in the future, raise your hand higher."
As soon as he finished speaking, only a few people raised their hands.
Most people cannot guarantee that they will not be controlled by their desires.
"Solve." He stretched out his hand.
Without making a sound, the monsters in the hall that didn't raise their hands were all dismembered and killed in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, the church floor was covered in red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"A guy who doesn't even have the confidence to control his own desires has no reason to live," the white-haired boy said casually.
Even if someone can control themselves now, their future is uncertain.
However, this is a matter for Meteor City, something for Pampas and the others to consider, and has nothing to do with him.
Let them worry about whether those few modified ants live or die.
(End of this chapter)