The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 600 - 600

It was a pitch-black humanoid figure.Describing it as "pitch-black" wasn't because it stood in shadows—that was simply its natural state.

Its entire body was covered in ink-black skin, dry and devoid of luster, emaciated to the point of being skeletal, with only its torso barely maintaining a humanoid shape.

But what drew the most attention were undoubtedly the two pairs of beast-like fangs protruding from its mouth, between which remnants of red, fresh meat could still be seen.

This was absolutely not human.

At best, it could be called a monster wearing a human's form!

"Grrr!"

The creature stared fixedly at the girl, its sunken eyes burning with bloodlust.

With a furious roar, it crouched low and lunged at her with speed surpassing human limits!

Her mind went blank.

This scenario was completely unexpected. Fear flooded her heart, leaving the girl frozen in place.

"Boom!"

A blur flashed before her eyes, followed by sharp pain across her face.

Before she knew it, the monster's withered claws had clamped over her mouth and nose, pinning her against the living room wall.

With her airway blocked, the girl finally panicked, flailing her arms and kicking her short legs in a desperate attempt to break free.

But the monster's strength far exceeded her expectations—its hands were like iron vises, unmoved no matter how hard she struggled.

"Grrr!"

The creature let out a delighted growl.

Its prey was right before it, that pale neck like fine wine waiting to be savored.

Eagerly, it opened its maw wide, the stench of blood wafting out as its jagged fangs filled the girl's vision, making her eyes widen in terror.

The monster's reflection in her pupils grew larger as it closed in on her throat.

"Snap!"

At that moment, a crisp sound abruptly reached both their ears.

A sudden breeze swept through the room as a figure materialized like a ghost beneath the moonlight.

"Hum!"

With a vibration that shook the air, a flash of silver-white blade light streaked past.

Faster than lightning—far too quick for the human eye to follow.

There was no time to react.

The girl abruptly collapsed to the floor as the arm restraining her was severed cleanly at the elbow.

The monster shrieked and staggered backward.

Under the moonlit night.

The girl sat slumped against the wall, looking up at the boy who had saved her.

The boy gripped a silver-white longsword, his gaze briefly sweeping over her.

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"Elizabeth?"

Eiji looked at the girl on the floor with mild surprise.

The long-congealed pool of blood and scattered limbs nearby told him everything he needed to know.

The house had been invaded, and the family had been slaughtered and devoured by mere foot soldiers.

"Grrr!"

A furious roar came from the side.

The monster crouched low, its withered, wooden face contorted with rage.

Yet beneath that rage lurked a trace of fear.

Its right arm had been severed at the elbow—and it hadn't even registered the attack that did it.

"Seems I drew the short straw."

Eiji turned to face the inky-black humanoid monster.

"Not even a Dead Apostle—just a walking corpse. Fueled only by blood and instinct, utterly worthless."

With those words—

A blade's gleam shimmered like rippling water before their eyes.

The monster's roar was abruptly cut short.

With a dull thud, the creature's head tumbled from its neck and hit the ground, bouncing a few times with unsettling elasticity.

"Eek!?"

Elizabeth let out an involuntary shriek.

Ignoring her scream, Eiji retrieved a crystal vial from his waist pouch. Inside, a viscous, oil-yellow liquid sloshed. Uncorking it released a pungent kerosene stench.

He tilted the vial, letting a single drop fall onto the monster's remains.

The corpse burst into flames without a spark—ghostly blue fire engulfed the body in an instant, reducing it to nothing but a wisp of black smoke in mere seconds.

This was a magecraft tool purchased from Alice, specifically designed for Dead Apostles.

Dead Apostles possessed tenacious vitality. Even severed limbs—or heads—could regenerate with enough blood. That was why Eiji had commissioned Alice to create this tool, perfect for disposing of their remains.

Custom-made items didn't come cheap, but he didn't bat an eye. Nero was footing the bill, after all.

Eiji repeated the process, incinerating the monster's head and right arm into ash.

First-stage Dead Apostles usually lacked regenerative abilities, but he wasn't taking chances. Money was no object—better safe than sorry.

With cleanup complete, Eiji turned toward the villa's entrance.

"Wait!"

The voice from behind halted his steps.

"What the hell is going on?! You're from the student council that day, right? What was that monster? Where are my parents?!"

Elizabeth stormed after him, firing questions like a machine gun, her face twisted in frustration.

"Tch. Hunting Dead Apostles is one thing, but I hate this part of the job."

Eiji exhaled heavily.

His gaze shifted to a utility pole outside the villa, where a pitch-black starling perched. Its obsidian eyes locked onto them.

Eiji raised a hand and flashed a series of gestures. The starling nodded before taking flight into the night sky.

"Someone will explain everything to you later. I'm leaving."

His reply was curt, dodging every one of her questions as he moved to walk away.

"No!"

Elizabeth lunged forward, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

"Let go! I've got work to do!"

"No! You haven't answered me!"

"I said someone else will handle it!"

"B-but I'm scared! What if another monster shows up while you're gone?!"

"There aren't any others nearby. Relax."

"No! I'm scared!"

She clung to him stubbornly, her grip ironclad—no way she'd let him leave.

Minutes ago, she'd wanted nothing to do with this tone-deaf nuisance. Now, she couldn't imagine being without him.

"Stop being selfish!"

Eiji's lips twitched as he drove an elbow back into her forehead.

"Every second you waste me, more monsters are roaming the city. If people die because you delayed me, can you take that responsibility?!"

"Ow!"

Instinctively, Elizabeth released him, clutching her head with a pained whimper.

Eiji seized the opportunity to leave the villa, quickly disappearing into the night.

By the time she came to her senses, he had already vanished without a trace.

With the most reliable person gone, Elizabeth was terrified. She curled up in a corner of the villa, shrinking her neck in fear like an ostrich.

That guy had said someone would come soon—surely they could be relied upon, right?

Holding onto this thought, she waited for half an hour. Just as Elizabeth was about to flee the house, a figure appeared at the doorway.