Soul Devourer Chapter 4 Episode 37 — The Monkey Stage of Death
Like a gale, I charged into the pack of Infight Monkeys. The harder I kicked off the ground and closed the distance between us, the sharper my battle intent became.
Without hesitation, I drove my right fist toward the one at the very front. The punch traced a sharp line through the air, only to be brushed aside by its palm.
In the same instant, an elbow strike shot toward my face.
But I was more than used to this by now.
I caught the incoming elbow with my palm, redirected the momentum of my withdrawn right fist into a grip on the back of its head, and drove my knee straight through its face.
A sharp bursting sound. Its head exploded, and the first one fell silent.
At that moment, sensing their comrade’s death, the killing intent of the remaining Infight Monkeys surged all at once.
With shrill roars, the second and third leapt forward simultaneously, closing in from both sides in the blink of an eye.
A body blow digging deep into my right flank. A sharp kick slicing toward my left temple. A relentless combination fueled by naked killing intent.
I moved calmly.
I seized the ankle of the incoming kick, hopped lightly to evade the body blow, and in the same motion drove a sharp kick into the second monkey’s left temple.
A muffled cry escaped it. As its body tilted, I pivoted on my planted foot and delivered a spinning roundhouse that crushed the third monkey’s face.
Both bodies collapsed like puppets with cut strings.
But-!
The pack’s fighting spirit did not waver in the slightest.
Stepping over the corpses, the fourth and fifth rushed in. This time, a perfectly synchronized assault. Same trajectory. Same timing. They were intent on erasing any opening for a counter.
I curled my body and raised my arms to guard my head, taking a defensive fighting stance.
Punches and kicks rained down, but none carried enough force to deal real damage. And in the moment I was pinned, the sixth monkey leapt from behind the other two and fired a Ki Fist.
“Out of my way!”
I forcefully shoved aside the fourth and fifth, drew my fist to my waist, and unleashed my own Ki Fist.
Since the technique scaled with Strength, this was a pure power contest.
The instant they collided, the sixth monkey’s Ki Fist shattered with a thunderous crash, and my blast struck it midair with nowhere to escape.
Flesh scattered.
Still, the Infight Monkeys did not falter. The fourth and fifth thrust their fists at the same time.
I twisted my body to evade and slammed my elbows into their faces in return. Both lost their heads and crumpled.
“Now four left…”
Though their numbers had dropped below half, their battle intent only grew sharper.
The air tightened.
“…This is nice.”
I kicked off again and closed in on the seventh. Lightly deflecting its punch, I slipped behind it, hooked my arm around its neck, tucked its head beneath my right side, and lifted.
Then I slammed it into the ground.
Like a professional wrestling brainbuster. Of course, that alone wouldn’t finish it, so I immediately drove my fist into its face and silenced it.
At that instant, the eighth descended from above with a downward punch.
I caught its arm mid-leap, rose to my feet while circling behind it, and hurled it backward, spiking it headfirst into the ground.
Like a wrestling backdrop.
“Two left…”
The moment I stood, a kick swept toward my left temple. I ducked beneath it, only for a leg sweep to come from the right. I evaded with a backward handspring and gained distance.
Another Ki Fist flew at me. I sidestepped and immediately closed the gap.
The two coordinated without hesitation. A bullet-like flying kick from above, and simultaneously, a punch burrowing toward my solar plexus.
I tilted my head to barely avoid the kick, grabbed the punch aimed at my solar plexus and yanked it in, feigned a kick toward the right temple, and instead wrapped my leg around its neck.
Leaping on one foot, I locked its head between my legs as if sitting cross-legged, then drove it straight down, head-first into the earth.
Like a piledriver.
The impact shook the ground. I crushed its face underfoot and finished it.
Only one remained.
“…Now it’s just you.”
“Ukiiii!”
With a soul-rending roar, the final Infight Monkey charged.
A body blow to my right flank. An uppercut to my jaw. A knee strike aimed to shatter. A roundhouse toward my left temple; a desperate combination.
I parried them all and drove my fist deep into its solar plexus. Even with its core pierced, the last one clung stubbornly to the fight.
I grabbed its head…
And tore it off with brute force.
All the Infight Monkeys fell silent.
“Next is you, King of the Brawling Monkeys.”
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E/N:
Dang, the WWE moves, the brutality of it and the gore, ts was 🔥!
Stay tuned!
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