ログインA strange scene unfolded—Kirk's entire body suddenly vanished, replaced instead by a single strand of shattered hair.Interesting.When Ray had previously killed him via spatial portal consumption or spatial severance, the resulting hair had always remained intact. Even when Gunnr had cut him in half, the hair split neatly into two segments.But now?It looked as though it had been chopped into hundreds of fragments.So the hair reflected the state of his death at the moment it occurred?A substitute-for-death ability… did it even transfer injuries along with death?Good. That meant he could play again."Hey, Jayzepanese bastard, have you hidden well? Heh… I'm coming for you."Ray smiled and leapt out of the tower.Time to search again. How long would it take?Barely fifteen minutes later, he found Kirk once more.As expected, Kirk was alive and kicking, with no trace of injury on him at all. This substitute ability really was something.Unfortunately, Kirk himself wasn't
The results proved that the mutated lobster was not poisonous.Ray waited for a full hour, but Kirk showed no signs of toxin-induced death at all. His blood remained completely normal.This much, at least, Ray—who possessed microscopic observation abilities—could confirm with certainty.Of course, the reason for the delay wasn't only to verify whether the lobster meat was toxic. It was also to let Kirk fully savor suffering.For a bad guy like Kirk, killing him in a single strike would be far too merciful.And since Kirk had many lives, Ray would take his time. The more lives Kirk had, the more times Ray would make him suffer. Ray really wanted to see whether, in the end, Kirk would regret having so many lives.With a thought, Ray activated spatial swap. He swapped a stone inside Kirk's stomach with one outside.The stone inside him was only slightly larger than a fist. But the one that replaced it… was bigger than a human head.In an instant, Kirk erupted in agony."Kill me!
Ray stepped within a hundred meters of Kirk, then he activated spatial swap. With a sharp whoosh, Kirk was instantly pulled into his presence.Kirk's face twisted in shock. It looked like he wanted to scream—how had Ray managed to find him here?'Damn it. I've kept a low profile, hiding in a storage room. I even knew there were others nearby, and I restrained myself from slicing their thighs, and yet, you still found me.'"Wait… how do you say goodbye in Jayzepanese again?" Ray mused casually. "Forget it. We'll say goodbye properly later."He slashed out with spatial severance.In an instant, Kirk vanished into thin air—leaving only a single strand of hair drifting slowly down from the sky.Ray showed no disappointment. He simply continued his search.He had already expected this Jayzepanese bastard to be hard to kill. With that expectation in mind, he remained calm and unhurried while he continued searching.Theoretically, Guillory City covered just over 6,000 square kilometer
'Oh? Her English is actually pretty good. Saves me the trouble of finding a translator,' Ray thought as he turned back and gave Leah a bright, almost sunny smile."Ray. Ray Morley," he said.Leah couldn't help taking a step forward. "Will we meet again?""If fate allows, of course."Without looking back, Ray walked farther and farther away.Leah did not follow. Instead, she hoisted her freshly caught fish and headed back toward the ice houses.She was certain—she would meet this Gohaven man named Ray again.After walking some distance, and confirming that within a ten-kilometer radius no one could observe this area, Ray's thoughts shifted.With a flick of his mind, he stored the giant lobster into his otherworldly storage space.Time for some mutated seafood.It was so big. Ray couldn't help wondering how much meat it had.Back in the day, ordering a Boston lobster meant a few bites, and it was gone. But this one? Heh. Enough to feed dozens of people until they were full.T
Ray was eager to witness the showdown between a foreign woman and a giant lobster.The lobster's ability was clearly water-based. With a sweep of its massive claw, a surge of freezing energy erupted, and the surrounding temperature dropped by more than twenty degrees in an instant.The foreign woman, however, was a beast-type ability user—her strength and speed were exceptional. She reacted in time, evading each strike.When her ability level wasn't enough, she compensated with raw physical power and agility. In her case, speed itself was a form of ability.But the consequence was obvious—her stamina was draining far too quickly.While fighting, she gradually retreated toward the ice houses. It was clear there were other ability users over there; she intended to seek help.'No need to go through all that trouble,' Ray thought.He strode forward and rushed straight toward the battlefield.His current speed was beyond comprehension. After absorbing over 44,000 units of energy, ev
What was even more exaggerated was that she was actually holding a fish—nearly three meters long—in her hand.Its weight was far greater than her own, yet she dragged it out of the sea and burst through the ice in a single leap. That level of explosive strength was astonishing.Could she really be an ordinary person?Ray swept her with spatial perception.She was clearly a foreign woman, around 175 cm tall, with piercing blue eyes, a high-bridged nose, and vividly red lips—exactly the kind of foreign beauty that matched his stereotypical impression: sensual and striking.But she truly was beautiful. Even Ray, who was notoriously picky, had to give her a solid 90 out of 100.And that was without any makeup.Her neck was long and elegant like a swan's—pale, smooth, flawless. Below it were delicate collarbones, followed by a full, well-endowed figure barely contained by a bikini. The fabric was thin and tight, unable to conceal the roundness and height of her chest.Further down,
Fortunately, Ray was a Senna City native and still quite familiar with the landmarks along the route. More importantly, certain sections of the elevated highways rose thirty to forty meters high—far too tall to be swallowed by the snow. They had become natural markers for orientation."That's Xande
Anyone who aimed a gun at Ray was an enemy. To grant them mercy would be pure foolishness.Ray never denied he had a weakness for women, but in this apocalypse, survival came first. Enjoyment was secondary, far down the list.Steel rods flew again, their target: Silvan.Ray hadn't forgotten his m
What a show.Ray didn't intervene. He just sat back, watching Shane's lapdog tear Shane apart."Let go! L-let go!" Shane shouted, his face turning red and purple as Ace choked him while landing blows. Slaps stung, sure, but it was the grip on his throat that made it hard to breathe. He was close t
Ace was utterly stunned.In such extraordinary times—inside his own home, no less—three former high school classmates had somehow reunited. It was unbelievable.What made it even more absurd was that Ray had been their victim back in school. Or rather, Shane had been the one calling the shots; Ace







