Chapter 684: Mis-matching Thoughts...

Chapter 684: Mis-matching Thoughts...

Chapter 684: Mis-matching Thoughts...

“Eddie and Meli!!!” one of the bear guards completed as they looked stupefied at Zeras, who slowly walked towards them, placing both heads on one of the plates on the table, right before the group that was sitting.

“I believe these belong to you...” Zeras’s cold and emotionless voice resounded as he dropped the severed heads on their plates, before walking towards the side of the place, climbing up the stairs to his room, and he was quickly followed by Felecie, who couldn’t bear to watch the shocked gaze of the people.

“CLINCK!” The sound of the knob getting unlocked resounded as he entered into the familiar house, removing his shoes by the side before walking towards the table, bringing out his Sword Breathing Technique manual and trying to comprehend the last technique.

But soon his eyes narrowed when he felt no movement at all in the room, and he turned to the door, where he sighted Felecie, with her hands on her heaving chest, and horror in her eyes as she looked at him as if he was some sort of monster.

“Change your clothes and wear a sweater. I don’t want you getting a fever or something...” he said to her, before he focused his rapt attention on the manual once more.

‘He... He killed them! He severed their heads and served it on a dish! He... He is a cold monster!! A madman! I have to leave as soon as possible! It’s not safe to stay alone in a room with a cold murderer like him!’

Felecie’s chaotic thoughts pounded continuously in her head as she remained standing at the door, unable to move a single inch even after what she had been told by him.

It was the first time she had witnessed a person die right in front of her eyes, but the most shocking thing was how violent the scene had been. The memories of the head soaring away from the body relayed continuously in her head, and the scene of it getting severed on the plate by him sent enough shivers in her mind.

But what sent the most shivers was him right now. He had just killed two people in the most brutal and violent way she had ever seen and yet, he didn’t appear to be bothered at all! He didn’t even puke from the horror at all. It was like he couldn’t even feel any emotion at all!

He had remembered how much he had puked the first time he had taken a life. It would have been no doubt more horrific if he had been forced to witness a head getting severed away from the body. It wasn’t a pretty scene, especially for an innocent lady.

Still, it was only the beginning. The Tower of God saga would be no doubt more brutal and unforgiving.

She needed the experience to death, or she might just freeze up at a critical moment due to it, and that might result in not only danger to her life but maybe his too.

Being naive was good, and even he wished he could have kept his. But that was good for the mortal world. Naivety in the cultivation world is seeking death! Greatly unwelcomed...

“Hmmmm,” Slowly, Zeras hummed, as he narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the walls in front of him and settling down below to his star, where a total of close to seven bear guards were all concealing themselves, as if waiting for him to stop him from leaving the room.

“It would have been strange if those prideful bastards had simply let it go. It’ll be fine so far they don’t touch the knob to the door...” Zeras mused boringly as he moved back to his seat, picking up his manual and continuing his comprehension.

Now he was beginning to feel like he was starting to finally grasp the fifth sword art.

The most powerful sword art in the entire Star Breathing Manual. One that seemed to combine all the characteristics of all previous slashes into a single slash!

It would no doubt increase his power monumentally, and now he could feel he was close to finally grabbing it.