Chapter 117: Poisoned

This fist was David's final attack

Which contained most of his energy and he was prepared to deal a huge blow.

But David's eyes suddenly widened. At the very last minute, the old man had strangely twisted his sideways like a snake as though he didn't have any bone in his neck, evading his attack by a hair breadth.

All of a sudden, David fist turned into a claw as he yanked his hands backwards, scratching the old man's face while at the same time, retreating into a safe distance.

Surprisingly, David's body suddenly grew back to its previous size and his tight skin and muscles instantly slackened.

David immediately dropped to his kneels. Weakness filled every single part of his body and he couldn't even move a single muscle.

The old man suddenly cackled and his laughter filled the air with its sinister tone., turning the atmosphere cold in that instant.

"I knew that the Adrenaline State must have its limit and it seems I was right!" his wrinkled face turned sinister as he gazed at David who was on his kneels.

"Even if you beg me, I won't spare you but don't worry, I will make sure to keep your corpse in_in_tac_t." The old man frowned he felt that his tongue that was beginning to get wet was becoming numb by the second.

All of a sudden, he fiercely gazed at David who was currently smiling.

"Wha_t di_d you do!?" but he didn't wait for David to answer his question, he instantly pounced forwards.

But as he was about to reach David, his leg seemingly froze and he dropped like a log of dried wood in front of David.

Bam!

David's smile grew wider when he saw this.

He had been long expecting this. At first, he had been wondering when the old man would drop down but it seems the old man was even more tenacious than he had imagined.

Before the second clash, while the old man had been half stunned, David had taken out the poisonous sac he had acquired from the Soaring Threadserpent he had killed a while back.

He had runned the whole content of the poison on both of his hands which immediately reacted to each other.

His hands sizzled as though an acid had been spilled on them as his skin reacted to the irritation the poison caused.

Which showed how powerful the poison actually was.

Back then, he had been quite relieved when the poison had failed to penetrate his skin.

And since then, he had used every opportunity to transmit the poison into the system of the oldman.

The scratch he had made on the old man's face, landed the finishing blow, finally sealing the old man's fate.

The old man's blood red eyes glared at David with hatred, fear and killing intent.

He knew he was poisoned but, how was the question. He didn't know how and when he had been poisoned.

He was incensed. As he felt the poison sipping through his body and had already entered his heart, destroying it bit by bit. Even his face had turned a deep shade of purple and his skin also turning black.

His eyes were full of regret and hatred. There were still so many tings he hadn't done yet and with the initial success of the vampire gene he had created, he could gradually improve it until he had created the final gene.

But the most exasperating matter about this situation was that his death would be by a kid who was still wet behind the ears. It was unheard of and his face was full of shame.

After a few minutes, his face gradually turned rigid and his body, stiff with his blood red eyes still holding the grudge and resentment he had felt.

Dead. He was finally dead.

David heaved a sigh of relief and the final bit of strength he was using to keep himself upright in his kneeling state faded into thin air and he collapsed to the ground with a sudden thud.

A few seconds later, David was long gone. His body was far too exhausted to do anything now but to recurpurate.

After an unknown period of time had passed. David stirred slightly and after a few seconds, he woke up.

He was feeling sore in every part of his body. His blood vessels and meridian had been pushed beyond their limits.

Even his skin was red all over and his muscles were showing signs of exhaustion and inflammation.

David wss even surprised his veins and meridians held out this time without bursting apart. He could guess that it had

been the work of the genome he had swallowed earlier.

Breathing was a little difficult for him though as his chest hurt alot.

But David didn't mind those, because he had an urgent matter to attend to.

David turned his gaze and he sweep tem over to the old man's corpse, lying dead on the floor, who still had its eyes open full of resentment.

Scanning his surroundings, David then spotted the luxurious desk made of wood and without hesitation, he walked over to desk.

Bang!

With a light yank, he broke one leg of the desk.

Taking out the sharp horn he had acquired from the Soaring Threadserpent, he sharpened the wood in his hand until it had a pointing, sharp tip.

His movements wss fsstb, as if he was in a hurry. He didn't mind the complains coming from his body in the slightest as he continued to sharpen the wood with vigor.

Seeing that it was sharp enough, David moved towards the corpse lying dead on the floor.

He then turned the corpse's body with his back resting on thw floor and his front to the air and without hesitation, he stabbed at the old man's heart with full force.

The wood penetrated from the chest, all the way to the ground with a puchi sound.

Suddenly, the corpse strangely began to jerk furiously as though a human in shock!

Astonished, David swiftly moved back as he observed the scene. But strangely, his heart was calm.