Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98: Chapter 98 – Crazy Ex

"Just hold still," Kyle said.

The assailant didn’t move.

"Yes, just like that," Kyle said slowly, his fake voice vanishing.

The assailant’s eyes shot open.

BANG!

Then, a huge pick buried into his upper chest, just where his Center was.

The pick destroyed the Center.

"There we go," Kyle said casually. "Shouldn’t have been an asshole."

The assailant’s eyes bulged, and veins appeared all over his forehead.

The next moment, Kyle sat down in front of him.

Without a Center, the guy couldn’t use Ether anymore.

This meant he couldn’t recover anymore.

Moments later, all the closed wounds started to bleed again.

These powerful bodies needed Ether to function.

Taking their Ether away was like taking their oxygen away.

Kyle watched as the assailant succumbed to his injury over the next minute.

Finally, he died.

Kyle just silently looked at the corpse.

He just kept looking at it without saying anything.

Silence.

The forest was silent again.

"Hey, Theodor," Kyle said.

"What?" Theodor asked.

"Am I supposed to feel bad?" he asked.

"Most people would feel bad after killing somebody," Theodor said.

Silence.

"But I don’t," Kyle said. "This doesn’t feel any different from killing a random Spitter."

"That’s because there is no difference," Theodor said. "Humans are just special beasts."

"Hm," Kyle uttered.

Silence.

"You know, I thought I would feel some kind of horrible guilt after killing someone."

Silence.

"But I don’t..."

"It’s like... nothing happened."

"Then," Theodor said, "you are like me."

"In what way?" Kyle asked.

"When I killed my first human, I also didn’t feel anything. It was just routine. They attacked me, and my familiar killed them."

"Familiar?" Kyle asked.

"It’s an Artificer’s most powerful creation," Theodor said. "Back then, I was very weak, and my Familiar was just a big ball with two arms. The only thing it could do was clap."

"But it clapped with a lot of force."

"My familiar clapped, and the attacker’s head turned into a meat plate."

"After looking at the corpse for a bit, I just snorted and walked away. I didn’t like that guy. He deserved to die."

"Hm," Kyle uttered.

’Did this guy deserve to die?’ he thought, looking at the mutilated corpse.

’I mean, yeah. He tried to kill me. This was basically self-defense.’

’Although, I guess this might not count as self-defense on Earth. I mean, the guy was basically helpless on the ground. He was no longer a threat.’

Silence.

’But I still don’t feel bad.’

’Yeah, fuck that guy! Fucker tried to kill me! I don’t like it when people try to kill me!’