Chapter 627: An Extremely Picky Eater
Under Chen Ye’s watchful gaze, the Hundred-Ghost Eater slowly approached the Tangled Remnant Limb.
The remnant limb seemed to have encountered something utterly terrifying, frantic to struggle free.
But it was locked tight by the magic formation.
Especially those pitch-black character chains, which looked like an abyss, gripping the remnant limb so it could not wriggle away.
The Hundred-Ghost Eater moved in a strange manner, its slender sharp teeth walking alternately across the ground.
The scraping of those teeth against the floor made listeners’ ears ache.
Finally, when the Hundred-Ghost Eater reached the front of the remnant limb,
Chen Ye watched tensely…
Could his previous estimate have been wrong?
Even a mutilated Anomaly like a remnant limb could be eaten by the Hundred-Ghost Eater?
Chen Ye could feel his heart pounding faster.
If that were true, the Resentment Dragon’s Dragon Scale should also be acceptable.
In future fights with powerful Anomalies, he would only need to get some parts.
Capturing an entire Anomaly might be hard, but obtaining pieces would be much easier.
He stared hard at the Hundred-Ghost Eater’s next move.
At last, the Hundred-Ghost Eater opened its wide mouth lined with dense teeth, then slowly crept toward the remnant limb.
The remnant limb was clearly frantic.
The aura radiating from the Hundred-Ghost Eater made it fear-stricken, as if confronting a natural enemy.
Chen Ye waited, expecting the Hundred-Ghost Eater to swallow the Tangled Remnant Limb.
But…
The Hundred-Ghost Eater’s dense teeth gradually stopped moving.
Yes, they stopped moving.
Then…
To Chen Ye’s shocked eyes,
the Hundred-Ghost Eater slowly retreated and returned to its previous position.
The teeth retracted.
The opened mouth transformed into a blade glinting with cold light.
Chen Ye stood stunned for a long, long time…
Then he let out a long sigh…
As expected, the Tangled Remnant Limb was not accepted by the Hundred-Ghost Eater.
This thing was extremely picky.
Chen Ye had thought he could easily bring the Hundred-Ghost Eater back to ranking number seven.
Now it seemed unlikely!
People always hope to do things in the simplest way possible, to earn enough money as simply as possible, and to live an ideal life with minimal effort.
But in this world, how could simple things fall into ordinary people’s hands?
The remaining tasks are the hard ones that nobody wants to do, and thus they fall to ordinary people.
Only by doing those tasks can ordinary people rise up.
The Hundred-Ghost Eater’s potential was undoubtedly enormous.
However, getting it onto that path would also be extremely difficult.
The Tangled Remnant Limb wouldn’t do.
So the Resentment Dragon’s Dragon Scale clearly wouldn’t work either.
Chen Ye stubbornly tried again.
As expected, it failed!
Chen Ye lit a cigarette, and the moment he exhaled and felt his mind relax a bit,
he realized he had another option.
That was Hatred!
Hatred’s number was 1986.
If he sacrificed Hatred to the Hundred-Ghost Eater, according to the sacrifice rules, the Hundred-Ghost Eater would take Hatred’s current ranking.
And it might even advance further.
Because the Hundred-Ghost Eater itself already had a number over four thousand.
Add in Hatred’s two thousand-plus ranking,
the energy of the two Wonders combined would be much stronger than Hatred’s previous 1986.
It might at least jump dozens of spots.
Remember, the closer a number gets to the front, the harder it is to advance.
Hatred had devoured so much resentment before, which brought its number from 1988 forward two places to 1986.
Therefore, this gamble was worth attempting.
Of course, there was another issue.
So far the Hundred-Ghost Eater had never successfully completed a sacrifice even once!
Not a single time!
Chen Ye himself didn’t know what consequences would follow.
Previously he had asked the System how many Slaughter Points it would take to restore the Hundred-Ghost Eater to number seven.
The System’s reply was a long string of zeros.
Those zeros made Chen Ye dizzy, so he stopped caring about the exact amount.
In any case, it was beyond his reach.
Things had to be attempted.
Chen Ye thought for a moment and placed the Resentment Dragon Scale and the Tangled Remnant Limb into the small circle beside them.
He removed Hatred from his waist and placed it in the center of the large circle as the sacrifice.
When the Hundred-Ghost Eater was placed again in the designated formation position,
its teeth reappeared.
Even after seeing it before, Chen Ye still felt horrified.
Who would have expected this blade to transform like that?
The sound of its teeth scraping beneath the vehicle was still grating.
The formation rose with black and red energy.
The black energy came from the Resentment Dragon Scale, the red from the Tangled Remnant Limb.
These energies lifted the blood-colored character chains, making them seem alive.
Hatred, lying in the large circle, writhed like a provoked hyena.
A willow branch poked out from its hilt, trying to probe the surrounding changes.
But it was blocked by the black-and-red energy.
Hatred suddenly sensed danger.
To Chen Ye’s surprise, Hatred didn’t try to escape; instead it adjusted its blade to face the Hundred-Ghost Eater inching forward with its teeth.
It was like a stubborn kid reeking of dirt, not caring whether you had boundless backing or terrifying power—if you wanted to eat me, I’ll bite you back!
Hatred seemed to say, “I’m a scrap of a life, but if you want to eat me, I’ll smash your mouthful of teeth!”
It couldn’t speak, but that was exactly the feeling Hatred gave off now!
Wonders had spirits. If Sun Xixi’s Fire Dragon Sword represented pride,
then Chen Ye’s Hatred represented “scrappy defiance.”
Remember, Hatred’s original form was just a rugged, workhorse machete.
Chen Ye liked Hatred, but he wanted to survive more.
If sacrificing Hatred could raise his survival odds,
Chen Ye would give up anything and do anything.
After all, it was just Hatred!
While Chen Ye’s mind wandered with these reckless thoughts,
the Hundred-Ghost Eater had already come beside the large circle.
Hatred’s blade aimed at the Hundred-Ghost Eater, its scabbard having fallen off on its own.
Inside the scabbard, countless blood-red filaments drifted like seaweed.
The Hundred-Ghost Eater seemed to scrutinize Hatred for a long while.
Then…
as if disgusted, it turned and used its teeth to slide away along the blade.
Although it had no facial features, as the owner of both Wonders, Chen Ye could feel that the Hundred-Ghost Eater was expressing disdain.
What the hell…