Chapter 42 – Crosswheel Slash

Hiding in the jungle, Hanged Ghost revealed a hint of excitement at the corner of his mouth. He loved the feel of hunting and appreciated the terror and helplessness of his opponent, especially those of beautiful women. That feeling made him seem like he'd become the creator of the universe, controlling the fate of all.

To him, OP was entertainment. What casting your heroic soul? It was just dogshit and he didn't care about it at all. He just wanted to enjoy himself. But the special ability of that girl he was interested most in, the big-chested Sharmie, was simply too overbearing and was a form of inhibition for him. In the end, he hadn't been able to succeed and it had become a thorn in his heart. After hearing of the appreciation she had for that All-Mouthy King, he felt the need to come down and play, to mess things up.