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Chapter 367

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“Could it be that affection—love—caused such a phenomenon to occur?!” Battered by the overwhelming destructive power, tossed about like a rag doll by the raging winds, cut to ribbons by the blades of blood, and robbed of his freedom by the blood entering his body, Jack could only wait to be turned into mincemeat. This was an embodiment of love. It was a sword technique that only Ottilie could perform, born in this very moment.

If she were to give it a name, she would call it Genocide Arts: Ego Arcana – Henriette.

Ottilie regularly performed acts of self-harm to collect blood to fill her blood cartridges. By intentionally bleeding herself over and over, almost daily, she had enhanced her body’s ability to create blood, hematopoiesis. She considered this self-harm a way for her to show her love for Henriette, and so, her romantic feelings—i.e., the secretion of endorphins in her brain—were associated with the stimulation of hematopoietic stem cells on a regular basis.

As a result, she had acquired a learned peculiarity where her ability to make more blood increased as her feelings for her “sister” deepened. And now, Ottilie’s bleeding and her love for Henriette were both growing to a destructive degree. As a result of fulfilling all of those conditions simultaneously, her body had produced an amount of blood far exceeding that of a normal person, and she used all of it to complete her ultimate Genocide Arts.

How outrageous… How absurd… Even something like our “justice” cannot compare to this violence of emotion, this torturous violence that cannot be breached!

All four of Jack’s limbs had already been cut off, but fortunately for him, his pain receptions had been numbed due to Genocide Arts, so the pain he felt was relatively mild considering the severity of his injuries. Despite having the violent name “Genocide,” it was quite a gentle sword technique after all. The openly vile and malicious violence known as torture had lost to that sword technique. However, Jack seemed somehow satisfied. That was because he had come to know firsthand that there existed a love that could not be broken, no matter what kind of violence was thrown at it.

“I have lost… Verily, ga ha ha—” Jack’s laughter had been cut short when his head was severed. And yet the giant continued to hack away.

“Sister, Sister, Sister, Sister, Sister, aaahn!”

Ottilie’s rampaging didn’t stop. Even the Chimera-ified Henriette had been completely cut to pieces. Amid all this, her Origin core was destroyed as well. The beastly flesh that had covered her entire body began to rot away. In the storm of blood blades, the giant’s movements came to a suddenly halt when Ottilie saw the naked skin of her beloved sister.

“Sister…” Ottilie’s nose began to bleed, and she came back to her senses. The giant reverted, falling apart and turning back into blood. Ottilie slowly walked through the morass of blood as though parting a sea, approaching the unconscious Henriette.

“Ahh, Sis…ter…”

However, Ottilie’s body had already reached its limit. As her emotions calmed down, her blood production stopped, and her body temperature started to rapidly fall due to blood loss. She lost the strength to stand and collapsed, face down in her own blood, before reaching Henriette.

As if a storm had passed, the scene fell silent. The battered Henriette, the dying Ottilie, and the corpse of a Chimera. Amid the desolate remains of the battlefield that evoked feelings of sadness, two pairs of footsteps approached.

“Those loud noises came from this direction, didn’t they?”

“It just suddenly got quiet though… Eeek?! Everything is completely red!”

It was Neigass and Sara. It seemed they had chased after Henriette, who had fled, after the Chimera stopped moving.

“Sara. Isn’t that Ottilie?”

“Oh, her neck’s been cut! I’ve gotta hurry and heal her right away!” Sara raced over toward Ottilie, almost slipping on the blood. Neigass observed the scene around her and thought about what had happened here.

“If this were Henriette’s blood, then more things should have been dissolved. I wonder…does this mean that Ottilie went on a rampage after encountering Henriette, who had been turned into a Chimera? No, that doesn’t feel right at all.”

Jack’s body, which had been hacked into tiny pieces by Ottilie, was no longer recognizable. Several bits of meat stuck to the rubble were pieces of him, but Neigass had no way of knowing that.

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