Rebirth of MC Chpt 102 - 202 (unedited translations)

Chapter 167: The Heretical Dragon's true nature

It is a moonless, windy night.

Within a dark, high-rise building, one can hear a faint crunching sound, like teeth gnawing on a bone. In a place where all light is blocked, this noise is eerie enough to make one's hair stand on end.

"I will not let you all off... Huo Zaiyuan, as well as that person...injuring me. Very quickly...once I recover, I will be sure to take your pitiful lives..." A low murmur comes from a figure squatting in a corner of the room. A hand darts out to snatch up a decapitated zombie head, its teeth sinks into the skull, ripping a chunk out.

As the head is devoured in a few bites, its other arm begins to grow back. Staring at its newly regrown arm, the creature flexes its fingers, only to pause when a small noise sounds. Head snapping around, it relaxes slightly. The window was merely blown open, white curtains billowing messily thanks to the fierce gale raging outside.

Not seeing anything unusual, the evolved undead returns to gorging itself on another brain. Ignoring the constant clattering of the loose window latch, the creature is not aware that the moment its head lowers, a lean silhouette appears on the windowsill.

As the wind howls and the curtains tremble, the shadow standing at the window shifts and contorts, causing it to seem rather mysterious. However, through the gap between the half-drawn curtains, one can clearly see the pair of glowing golden eyes staring into the room.

At this moment, the patch of clouds covering the moon disperses. Bright moonlight reflects off the glossy black scales covering the back of the person's hands. Razor-sharp claws gleam with a cold, deadly light.

The moonlight casts a long shadow that stretches across the floor, causing Cheng Mingcheng, who is currently hiding in the corner, to freeze. Not allowing it time to react, five streaks of white light flashes, easily chopping off both arms it went through so much trouble to regrow. Its legs were not spared either, femurs crushed to dust...

In the next second, a powerful hand clamps around its neck, squeezing tightly as Cheng Mingcheng is slammed against the wall.

"You...who are you..." The mouth sporting shark-like teeth opens as it futilely tries to struggle out of the stranger's grasp. The zombie belatedly realises it cannot call out to the other common undead within the building. Even choking out this question required a lot of effort.

Light flittering into the room illuminates the stranger's face, displaying the sneer on his lips and the black scales covering his handsome visage; a pair of frosty, merciless golden eyes fixed on Cheng Mingcheng.

"Tsk, tsk. Weren't you interested in me? Pretending to be a human, entering the safe zone, then injuring me at the most crucial juncture before kidnapping me..."

"Long...Long Zhanye...you – you actually didn't turn into a zombie... How...how is that possible...?" Cheng Mingcheng's eyes widen in alarm as a trace of fear surfaces.

It...it is currently the strongest undead walking this earth, but this man is so easily able to hack off its arms and crush its legs. Such frightening strength...could it be the evil energy it injected into his body not only didn't turn him into a zombie, but transformed him into an extraordinary Ability User?

"Why is it impossible? Due to you injuring me, I was able to awaken this formidable power slumbering within my soul." A mocking smile curves Long Zhanye's mouth, void of all other expressions besides malice and scorn. "Originally, I was going to let you off this once as thanks for helping me regain this strength. I was willing to overlook you wounding me. However...if you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for attempting to harm him..."

"You...what do you want...I – I am a zombie! Even if you hack off all my limbs...I will not feel pain! Hahaha..."

"Of course, I am aware that a demon's puppet cannot feel pain. But I can make you experience not being able to live but unable to seek death..." A vicious grin breaks out on Long Zhanye's face. Lifting his free hand, sharp claws sink into Cheng Mingcheng's skull.