Soul Of Negary

Translator: La0o9

Killer J parked the pink EMA car on the side of the road, having drained its fuel. Killer J then changed to a Yaeda while mumbling something about ad revenue becoming tripled, that this was profitable, and wondered if there were any higher bidders.

“It’s right here. The woman with the big secret (boobies) should be here”

Killer J’s ability was Hostility Manipulation, capable of taking and storing any killing intent or hostility towards him, at the same time manifesting them as a type of half-real, half-incorporeal weapon.

He could manifest it as weapons to damage one’s soul, as well as injecting inside his own body and better control it through manipulating killing intent.

Furthermore, Killer J could also recognize hostility that wasn’t directly aimed at him.

The person behind the scenes who aided Ye Kong in creating that chaos might have a very large range for their Authority, but the fact that they acted in the first place would leave trails to be followed.

In normal daily life, there weren’t that many people in this society that could harbor hostility to the point that it became killing intent. Most of the time, people choose to compromise and socialize, even if they were provoked to the point of becoming angry, they would hardly ever harbor killing intent against another person.

After a short investigation, Killer J found the location of his target.

“Is anyone home? I’m here to deliver the community’s warmth” Killer J knocked and called out. This place was a common residential condo within the 6th domain Area 22. Area 22 was basically the suburbs of the city that neighboured the 7th domain, so it was relatively devoid of people.

“Please, at least try to come up with a good excuse” a female voice answered from the other side of the door with some doubt in her voice.

“Then I’ll change the excuse. Young lady, your mail-ordered groom has arrived, please sign” Killer J drew his dagger and loudly called out again.

“…” after a while, the female voice spoke up again: “Are you serious?”

“Of course…” Killer J tilted his head to avoid a bullet that was shot through the door, the dagger in his hand was immediately tossed forward without hesitation through the wooden front door.

“No groom for you I guess” Killer J kicked the door down, glanced at the bloodstain on the ground as he whistled and stepped inside, his body then swiftly crouched down to avoid several bullets that came from the corner.

“Here comes my signature technique, three brothers vs Lu Bu” three razor-thin red blades that seemed almost like transparent glass shards appeared in Killer J’s hands before he tossed them out. The three blades gave off sounds of vibration while moving through the air, then accurately pierced through the woman’s hand that was holding the gun as well as her thighs.

As the red blades appeared on her body, Li Ching Yu noticed that they didn’t pierce her skin and didn’t draw any blood, but instead caused her to completely lose control of her arms and legs as if they didn’t exist in the first place.

This was an application of his Hostility Manipulation ability that Killer J came up with. Any weapons created from killing intent had the ability to damage the soul and psyche, so when Killer J formed them into the shape of blades and sent them through a person’s limbs, he could sever the soul’s control over their body.

Killer J whistled as he turned around, only to see the area’s citizens, regardless if they were male, female, old, or young; had all gathered at the door, angrily staring at him. When he turned back to look at Li Ching Yu, he saw that there was a Disasforce reaction coming from her body, so it was obviously her exercising her Authority.

[Violence of Public Opinion], this was Li Chung Yu’s Disaster Authority. The ones who were behind the scenes helping Ye Kong was her and the organization she belonged to. Through public opinion and media, she manipulated those people, and through her Authority, she turned those affected by public opinion into extremists.

Li Ching Yu had also spread a certain public opinion in this residential area, that was [regardless of who they are, those who dared to harm the most beautiful woman of our area are shitty meatheads who deserve to be beaten to death].

Under the influence of this extremist public opinion, even people from the government would be considered enemies to be disposed of by these people. This was the power of public opinion, capable of turning anyone into a self-righteous person.

Looking at the citizens who wielded simple weapons, Killer J shook his head with a cool expression on his face, manifesting a katana completely out of killing intent in his hand: “Those without battle instincts can ever escape from the sharpness of my blade”

“Very well, you shall all witness the special technique that I had created” Killer J raised his katana made of killing intent and lightly uttered the words: “Scatter, Senbonzakura!1”

The bright red crystal-like blade of the katana shattered and turned into countless fragments the size of one’s fingernails that drifted in the air while giving off a constant sound of vibration. Even without the blade’s natural ability to damage the psyche, this sound itself was a kind of mental pollution.

When the fragments finished scattering, the gathered citizens had all collapsed while foaming at the mouth, completely losing control over their bodies.

“Fight’s over, job’s done” Killer J turned back to face Li Ching Yu’s stubborn gaze.

“Kill me or torture me, I don’t care” Li Ching Yu faced Killer J’s strange gaze and declared with a solemn tone, as if she was some brave, self-sacrificing heroine. Following her stubborn gaze, it could be inferred that this woman had some history to her.

Killer J carefully gazed upon Li Ching Yu’s pretty face and secretly voluptuous body, now that she was laying sprawled on the ground with an unyielding expression on her face, she was definitely an outstanding damsel.

“Wait a minute, let me check the script” Killer J pulled out a notebook and seriously flipped through it: “Let’s see… Volume 2: Master of Disaster, Killer J’s branch, chapter 38, found it”

“At this point, I should feel moved by the look on your face and sense that you have some sort of story behind you. After asking you about it without getting an answer, I’ll let you run away, then the two of us will clash in hatred and love, misunderstand one another, share deep moments with one another. I would then finally discover the truth behind your story and know that you are only working for that organization due to your own circumstances”

“A scapegoat will then appear for you to fully clear your name, after which you will enjoy a happily ever after with me” Killer J put the script in his hand away, stayed silent for a while, then said: “Too troublesome”

Red blood splattered all over the floor, Killer J put the bloody dagger in his hand away and wiped his forehead, soaking it in blood as well: “Boss, I got our target. The remnant soul was captured after being polluted by my killing intent and I’ve extracted her memories. After killing my wife to prove my Dao, I can feel myself becoming stronger1”

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〖 Huh, so the mastermind organization is in that place? It seems like I will have to spare some time for a short trip 〗Negary’s Dragon of Eternal Sin form shrank as he heard Killer J’s report regarding the organization working behind the scene, then praised: 〖 Well done, J 〗

〖 A stone tablet that records the information of this world? 〗Negary’s eyes flickered. The most important memory that Killer J extracted from that Authority Holder was the information about the Apocalypse Stone Tablet.

〖 The power of foresight…〗

Negary had seen first hand how scary this ability could be through Granny Seal’e, but he didn’t expect to run into something related to foresight in this world as well.

〖 It’s necessary to take it for myself 〗Negary said as he left his lab.

Naturally, he wasn’t talking about the real Apocalypse Stone Slab, but the copy that the hidden organization had in their hands. This was the extent of what Li Ching Yu knew, she wasn’t at a high enough position to know what was actually written on there.