God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
What Does it Matter to Me?
編輯: SSins
A corner of the swamp.
Shi Yan was gripping Phelps's neck with one hand and he was holding a sharp Bone Thorn with his other hand whose tip was sinking into Phelps' chest. Just a little push and Phelps' body as going to collapse.
Another Bone Thorn was stirring Phelps' stomach. Although it brought him unimaginable pain, it wasn't enough to take his life.
The body of many races had three deadly weak points including the head, heart, and the vortex in their lower abdomen. The soul alter hiding in the head was where a warrior's soul dwelled. The whirlpool in his lower abdomen was the center of his energy. Once it was broken, the energy of his entire body would vanish quickly. He would become an ordinary warrior who couldn't withstand even a blow.
The heart was the blood pump, the engine of the warrior's blood and flesh. If it was broken, that body couldn't live anymore.