My Iyashikei Game Chapter 377: Nothing I Won't Kill

The senior monster’s nails were covered in endless curse. Just the sight of it was horrifying. The monster’s nails pierced through the boy’s red clothes. They hooked through the boy’s collar but not his skin.

A large and imposing senior monster was capturing a boy in a set of pyjamas, this looked very surreal. Blood was everywhere. Curse slammed at the walls. The cracked walls hid broken limbs and meat. But under that circumstance, the scariest voice slowed down.

The woman locked onto the senior monster’s back sobbed openly when she saw the boy. She shouted at her unconscious child, “Where have you been? I’ve been looking so hard for you!”

The woman’s injured arms wrestled with the chain on her body. The Evil Soul’s blinked and the cursed chains on the senior monster’s back loosened instantly. The woman ran towards her child. She had never cried this hard even when facing death. With his nails pinching the boy’s collar, the Evil Spirit placed the boy before the woman.

Finally this was the reunion she had been waiting for. The woman opened her arms to hug her boy but when the woman got close, the boy who was unresponsive to the world suddenly lifted his head. There was no human emotion in his eyes. His small hands reached out from the sleeves and stabbed at his mother’s heart. The hands stopped 1 inch away from the woman’s chest. The boy was held back by the senior monster, he was unable to move a step forward.

“Your child is a Soul Chaser and you’re his target. The first instinct when he sees you is to kill you.” The Evil Soul stared at the distance of 1 inch and confusion flashed in his eyes. He did grab the boy’s collar but he didn’t use much strength. So technically, the boy could have crossed the distance of 1 inch quite easily. To the Evil Soul’s surprise, the boy had stopped on his own. This Soul Chaser managed to go against the order the manager had inputted in him.

Butterfly liked to toy with humanity. In its eyes, having loved ones murder each other was ‘art’. It had ordered the boy to harvest his mother’s

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