Chapter 71 Death Queen (3)

Chapter 71 Death Queen (3)

Chapter 71: Death Queen (3)

"You're here, aren't you?"

"Told you... I can't die."

"Prepare to get lectured after this," Aimee said while slowly taking her sword off Hunter's heart, "I'll deal with the second werewolf contractor. You and Seraphina face the last... and be careful of the vampires. They're still wary of you but shouldn't stay by while we kill their teammates."

Hunter ignored those words and merrily alluded to the impending lecture, "Already forgot this, Aimee? I love it when older women teach me... if it's you, I can listen for hours. Lecture me about human relationships and schemes as I take you to the peak of the hunter world!"

"An adorable attempt to mellow down my lecture... though I can tell already you're honest. Idiot," Aimee left with a smile on her face, carrying her sword to the second werewolf.

Hunter chuckled and turned around, his eyes taking in the picture of calm Seraphina, waiting for her turn.

He extended his hand toward her and spread his fingers, "Come."

-

Experiences severely impacted people's lives and their innate skills.

Depending on one's talent, the latter could significantly change or even evolve. Some people developed new skills after witnessing the massacre of monsters, demons... or even humans. Some were lucky enough to take a glimpse of someone extraordinary using their skills, forming their own unique comprehension of it.

Licking the SSS Inheritance and its inheritor's wish, Aimee's experience was way more precious than aforementioned.

Her skill significantly evolved... and even her body's gears and organs seemed to squeeze with coldness, shaping her into a different kind of human.

'Death Queen's Relocation... has he seriously turned me into his queen? He's either too slow or too fast! Can't even stop calling him an idiot!' Aimee inwardly exclaimed while curving her lips into a wider smile, 'A potential of this skill is too extensive... and I only feel this way because I received little knowledge regarding souls...'

Which was enough to turn Aimee's skill from B to S-ranked...

As Aimee zoomed at the werewolf woman, her foe barked at her.

"You're going at me alone? You are nothing without him! Don't get too cocky!"

A second later, Aimee sped up and clashed with the werewolf woman, with her sword sheathed in a cold black aura that seemed to heave with waves of death.

Her opponent defended herself with her slightly elongated nails but to no avail. Her nails popped with cracks, threatening to entirely peel off!

Which was absurd, considering that those nails were her werewolf weapon!

How could this woman even leave a crack on them, let alone this many?!

Smiling, Aimee disappeared from the werewolf's vision, reappearing above her head with a kick going for the back of her head! Her foot was also coated in the same black aura, striking the werewolf so strongly that her head went low and her neck nearly fractured.

Dropping like a fairy, Aimee spun around and extended a kick for her foe's back, then threw herself into a spiral of intense and high-speed close combat, with her long legs being her only weapon slamming into the werewolf...

...who had taken a brunt with her back, only to turn around like a beast to protect herself from vicious kicks. However, two initial attacks had already left significant wounds on her, for blood streaked down her lips, and her movement slowed.

In retaliation, the werewolf woman allowed herself to sustain a few more wounds just to shrink the distance between herself and Aimee. She then leveraged her enemy's short distance and uncomfortable position to pummel her with fists and claws, drawing blood trails on Aimee's forearms... and, unfortunately, chest.

There was even a narrow and deep slash on her cheek...

But that was all part of Aimee's vision!

Finding a good moment to strike back, Aimee slithered her left fist through the barrage of punches, crashing her balled hand into the woman's stomach, gaining precious three seconds for herself.

As the werewolf bent upon the impact, Aimee switched her stance and grasped her sword's hilt with two hands, twisting her curves into a thrust stance.

Which her foe noticed, but to no avail...

...for Aimee seemed to have reached a peak of her speed in that short moment! She disappeared and reappeared before the werewolf, whose hands had yet to form a guard, as though using a teleportation skill instead of movement skill, with her thrust slipping into the woman's exposed cleavage, deeply sinking inside her body.

It was the only gap in the werewolf contractor's natural defenses — that arresting part of her human flesh! For any other part coated in fur was too tough to cut through!

Aimee could have told this much from her kicks testing out the woman's unique wolf mask on her head and fur on the back...

If she wanted to get into a woman's heart from the back, she would have to cut a lot of times, notifying the vampires on standby about her prowess.

But that one thrust into the cleavage with her speed topping all her previous records was more than enough to burst the werewolf's heart!

"How... is that... possible-"

"You expose your chest only if you have to breastfeed your kid or want to smother your man," Aimee coldly said while staring at the werewolf woman's eyes that were losing their light while impaled on her blade.

A voice from the soon-to-be corpse woman reached toward her, "You've spent a lot of lifespan, haven't you?"

It was the voice of the spirit dwelling within the fallen human of the World Order.

Aimee narrowed her eyes at the mask's crown on which red eyes still shone, and said, "You noticed? Shouldn't have told your contractor, then."

"It wouldn't have solved her issues. She doesn't have armor like your man... but... her death wasn't in vain. You're a human of royal birth, with more lifespan than commoners... but you have still used too much of your precious time. You are as good as dead. The wounds you've sustained shouldn't have brought you down like that, meaning you have paid too much of a price to defeat my contractor! You wouldn't have achieved this much strength and speed without sacrificing your lifespan!"

Aimee sneered, "I've been playing with death before I knew."

And Death was on her side now...

"You! You're taking my contractor's lifespan for yourself?!"

"Yours too."

"That's impossible! You're just a human!"

"And you're just a spirit trapped in a corpse... stop barking at me, dog."

"I'm a spirit! A human can't handle our blood! It's impossible!"

Yet, it was, for Aimee was further strengthening herself with the precious lifespan of the spirit's double.

"We don't discriminate..." Aimee chuckled as she felt profound energy replacing her lost years, adding much more lifespan than she had before!

That many years probably had eclipsed a few royalties already whose mana was different from common people, giving them more years to rule and see the world.

So much strength and life filled Aimee with more confidence to fulfill her dream.

'...and you won't be alone in your eternal life.'

Death Queen further evolved... for she no longer could see anyone else staying abreast of her in her royal hunting world.