Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 16
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Twizer cruelly beat down Tian Long.
'It didn't work' Tian Long had changed to his lifeless self again. He felt like he no longer had a chance to escape from the clutches of Twizer. He put all his hopes into that note, he had expected too much from it. He had fallen into despair again. In this 10 years, he didn't know how many times he fell into despair only to dream of hope again.
"Hmph, don't get full of yourself Mutt! Stay obedient." Twizer thought Tian Long was going to bomb him, but on second thought he realised that Tian Long had no means to secure a bomb.
Twizer didn't want to stay anymore, he left swiftly.
Tian Long was lying down, he kept staring outside the window. His eyes looked lifeless. Suddenly, he focused his eyes only to see a monstrosity with long wings that appeared outside the window. He kept staring at it silently with a shocked face. He couldn't believe his own eyes. He wondered what happened to him in this week.
After a moment of silence.
"Who are you?" Tian Long asked, his voice trembling.
"Are you the human who picked up my Note?"
"Note?" Tian Long had a momentary lapse of his memory, he quickly remembered the Death Note he picked up 3 days ago.
"Yes, yes. I was the one who picked up the Death Note. Quickly help me kill that bastard Twizer, I wrote his name in the Death Note but he just won't die! Are you the one who's going to kill him?"
"Hey, wait a moment. My name is.., leave it, you can just call me the Death God Overlord."
"Death God Overlord?" Tian Long gulped of hearing such a grand title.
"Yes, are you sure you wrote the real name of the person you want to die?" The Overlord looked at him with a condescending gaze.
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"Real name?" Tian Long muttered.
"It's his fake name." Tian Long immediately remembered when Twizer introduced himself, he said people called him Twizer.
Actually, Tian Long was with Twizer for over 10 years. He wasn't at fault when he thought that Twizer was his real name. After all, that name was plaguing him for over 10 years.
"Then.. then help me kill him, Overlord."
"I can't, even though you are now the owner of this Death Note, I will not help you kill someone. If you want to kill that person then you have to find his real name."
"How? I have no idea and he doesn't leave any traces either."
"Boy, I have a deal which can make you find his real name. But for that you will hav…"
"Deal!"
"Quick answer! But let me finish."
"This will deal will require half of your remaining life span, in return you will get the Death God Eyes which can inspect a person's real name and lifespan. Consider carefully."
"Deal, there isn't anything to consider." Tian Long said determinedly. He thought that it's better to live a year freely than live 2 years in hell.
"Alright."
….
A week later.
*Creak* The door silently opened.
"Yo, Mutt, I see you are obedient."
'Mo Wuming, huh.' Tian Long sneered.
"You disobedient dog! Let's see how you laugh again."
Mo Wuming immediately started beating him up again. Tian Long endured it as he always does, albeit he was a little excited.
Mo Wuming felt a little uncomfortable and shouted. "Aren't you going to kill me? You mutt!" He suddenly lost the excitement to beat him up and so he left the room.
Tian Long immediately stood up and went to jot down his name in the Death Note.
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[Mo Wuming]
"Finally, finally, Hahaahahaha"
Tian Long then laughed hysterically. After 30 seconds, he dashed out of his door in full speed. He caught upto Mo Wuming in 10 seconds, who was walking on the corridor. There was a distance of 10 metres between them....
"You Mutt! You dare to come out?" Mo Wuming slowly approached Tian Long.
"Five!"
"Mutt, what is that note in your hands?"
"Four!" He showed the note to him.
"Death Note? What's that? An artifact?"
"Three!"
"What the fuck are you counting this time around?"
"Two!" Tian Long had an evil smile on his face.
"'Fess up, mutt." Mo Wuming got hold of his collar.
"One! Die!"
*Thump*
Mo Wuming immediately clutched at his chest. He had a shocked expression on his face filled with pain.
"You!" Mo Wuming pointed at Tian Long and fell on his shoulders. He lost his life permanently.
Tian Long pushed him away and laughed hysterically. Mo Wuming's corpse fell on the floor with a thud.
After laughing for who knows how long? A voice can be heard in the corridor.
"Papa?" A 6 year old girl can be seen standing 5 metres away from him.
She moved closer to the corpse and stood beside it.
"Papa, wake up." She gave a tug to the corpse.
After seeing her father not wake up, she started crying.
Tian Long stared at her and smiled evilly. "Oh? Mo Wuming had a daughter? Unexpected." He used his Death God eyes and saw that her name was Mo HuanHuan.
"For all the mistakes he'd done, looks like I can vent myself on his daughter." Tian Long smirked, his eyes were red due to the Death God Eyes which made him look pure evil.
Tian Long kicked the little girl away from her father.
"Iiyahh" She growled in pain.
"All is your father's fault!"
"Papa! Help me!" She cried miserably.
Tian Long then started stomping on her little face. She had her hands blocking her face from his kicks.
She tried to crawl back to her dad. She kept muttering 'Papa, Papa.'
"You know how many times your father trampled on me! You know how many times your father made me crawl! This doesn't even compare to one-tenth of what your father did to me!" Tian Long let her crawl back to her father while he kept kicking her.
She got hold of her father's shirt and didn't let go.
"Oh, what's this?" Tian Long found a knife on Mo Wuming's body.
"Maybe I can make my heart be at peace if I cut you piece by piece." Tian Long smiled evilly and made a slash at her face.
"Nooo!!! Help!!! Papa!!" She screamed miserably while crying.
*Bang*
A punch came out from nowhere, sending Tian Long flying through the corridor. He suddenly disintegrated.
"I remember I immediately ran away miserably after seeing this girl cry her heart out sadly for her Dad. The 10 years I spent in this hell doesn't even compare to the guilt when I saw this child cry. If it weren't for this child, I truly would have turned evil."
A sigh escaped from a person who stood beside the child.
"Still, to play such an evil role with my body, did you think you can change my heart? My Heart Demon?" Davis had a smug face when questioning himself.
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