170 Emergence Of The Sociopath

May slowly floated down beside Marco's corpse. Eyeing his body she sighed noting within two days, four lives had been lost by her hands.

After examining the blue rose which bloomed from being embedded in his body, she then plucked it.

Within it gave the aura of abundant qi carrying similar traits to what Marco did when he was alive. Soon it was summoned to her space stone.

????What truly transpired ten minutes prior????

An arrow made of ice smashed against Marco's armor as he was sent flying by Taf's kick in the direction of May.

????Elemental Art ( Water) Ice tomb????

Not having enough time to react Marco saw the husk of his cultivation art emitting frost as ice slowly grew encasing him inside. The temperatures plummeted so drastically that he began to lose the feeling in his right side.

Unbeknown to Marco while being cloaked in ice May had called forth another art.

????Demon Inherent Art (Blue Phoenix Domain)Ten thousand blue rose petals????

Soon May's pupils became crystal blue and her body was cascaded in blue thick freezing qi. She opened her palm where a blue rose formed.

Puff!

She then blew the rose which shattered into pieces. Before long all condensed into crystal blue petals that were almost glass-like.

The first ten formed and then a hundred until it continuing to a thousand. They spiraled around Marco as he was still ensnared in the ice tomb unaware.

Each like a puzzle joined the other. In under a minute there were 9999 petals arranged in the shape of a rose. Oddly, there was one petal by its lonesome twirling within the wind.

Booom!

Marco blasted the freezing ice tomb apart with blood in his eyes. Unbeknown to him a crystal blue petal had attached itself to his body. Together the  9999 blue petals glowed as an image formed around Marco.

Everything from Marco's opinion seemed normal and as he would expect. His brother was engaged in a heated battle with Taf. While May was now forming ice spikes within her palm in an attempt to once more clash.

However, this was not truly May but a false image created by the domain. All this time she sat cloaked within the domain with her eyes closed in the lotus stance.

As Marco became enraged a thorn began to bud from the blue petal. While fighting what he assumed was May it made its way through his garment pricking him on his abdomen. While his need for blood intensified the thorn had arrived at his dantian.

With every second that went by the thorn grew and multiplied while from Marco's own dantian it feasted. So caught up in the illusion was Marco that he had no clue a foreign entity had plotted his demise. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

From the tips of the original thorn, a blue rose began to grow as it continuously gorged itself. The moment the rose bloomed his fate was sealed...

While all this unfolded no one could see the events within the opaque blue rose which suddenly enclose around Marco. They were only greeted by his presence once more when the art was deactivated by May and his body plummeted from the skies.

All who witnessed were stunned as a Lord realm was killed in only ten minutes' time. When looking at May above she had no cuts or bruises of any kind.

However, looking at her demeanor it could be seen she was extremely exhausted after using the art. Within her dantian looked like an oil lamp running dry. Taf who observed the events from afar was quite delighted.

He experienced it two days prior when they engaged in combat. It is quite frightening as the illusion is somewhat flawless creating a dream based on the individual personality.

Marco's first mistake was showing his true self to them both. This gave May an opportunity to stir the illusion just as he desired. The longer it continued, the more it became real.

However, if the victim were to somewhat spot that he or she was trapped within an illusion and to somehow force themselves out, they could escape Marco's fate.

The aforementioned is easier said than done. All due to the fact that once the mind is engrossed in the events the only possible alternative to escaping the dream is to shock the system. This to an extent it focuses on another traumatic event.

In Taf's case, he viciously bit himself ensuring his body was now the main focus. This is all under the condition that the illusion is broken before the rose buds. 1

Of course, May at the time did not use the final petal in fear he might accidentally be injured.

????????????????????

There Benzalo stood in silence seeing his brother's corpse on the ground filled with ash. A tear fell as he looked away.

"You failed. Tonight I will burn incense in mourning for you, brother. Before I get to that however there is the business to be taken care of."

After speaking he then looked at his opponent Taf before him. There Taf studied at Benzalo as his action seemed odd.

Tears flowed but by the slight twitches on his face, it was as though his actions didn't convey his true feeling.

It was different from when he found Kathy lying as based on his assessment there was genuine guilt. Yet this man truly felt not one inkling of emotion looking at his subtle facial movements.

He really didn't care one bit his brother died it seemed. It was as though he acted how in his mind a normal person might. Through this means, he wouldn't appear the actual awkward person he is while socializing.

He wanted to be normal and feel like others do, so he took on a persona that he thought fit this role.

"Tell me, How long have you been a sociopath?"

Taf curiously asked as these persons were true manipulators of all around and this man fit that persona perfectly. It all made sense why though being more powerful than his brother he gave him the role of leader.

This was like a game for him. Give him power while by slight actions letting him know he was powerless before him and his title was a joke. Even during this fight, he did just that.

Allowing his brother to be battered to a pulp while obviously observing from the distance waiting for him to call for help.

That excuse about ensuring no one else was around might seem plausible but did it truly make all that much sense?

Any normal person would regroup with their compatriots fortifying their strength. Then tackle whatever unfolded as a team.

By this means losses would be mitigated, it stands to reason. There was no surprise from Benzalo as he stared back at Taf but seeming intrigue.

"Three personalities have fascinated me in the past. There was a target who always used the catchphrase 'it's just business'. He was a city lord and every time he screwed over someone he would say it. 1

He exuded such confidence and mannerism I sought for. I wore his face for five days as a means to capture this persona."

Still, there were no changes in his expression as he went over the past events. As Benzalo continued Taf listened thinking this man was a sick individual indeed,

"Then there was the son who despised his father who seemingly was a harsh heartless man that never truly acknowledge him. Yet he had such a lovely sweet mother that encourage him in every way and always expected the best from him. 1

I wore his face for eight days wanting to know what he felt. The love and hate I lacked in my childhood I would now have."

Benzalo rubbed his face as he continued as if reliving an episode,

"Lastly, there was a religious leader who incessantly wept for the victims of senseless murders. He was one with such high moral standards. 1

In a bid to honor the dead he partook in whatever best he thought upheld their last memories.

His I wore for a total of seven days. He was such a pure soul and now so am I."

After all the details he stared at Taf uttering,

"Who knew there would be a fourth which once more intrigued me?"

The way he stared at him made Taf feel slight discomfort as though he was being pried at in the dark. Benzalo then asked the creepiest thing Taf ever heard,

"If I were to carve your face into a mask? Do you think it would fit perfectly over mine? I want to be this Mouse you mentioned to my brother. To have my anecdotes spread far and wide."

To be continued...

Nb/Unedited Version. Chapter 150 - B ethe shephard He said this catchphrase twice in chapter 139 Tying loose ends-Nailed. First after killing Kathy and the second after killing twice.

It was also mentioned in chapter 162 - The laughing Irony. After killing Drax He showed this persona in chapter 140-Benzalo and Marco. Lashing out every time Marco spoke of his dad.

Also in chapter 165 - True Lord. He highlighted how his mom would be disapproving of his actions This persona appear every time he kills