Chapter 422 Revenge Two Years Late
Sawamura Spencer Eriri naturally sensed the killing intent emanating from Hakuto. However, she looked at him and still had one question she wanted to ask.
"I have one last question. Are you really Yagami Hakuto?"
Hearing her question, Hakuto was a little surprised. But then he answered, "You noticed? Answering this question won't hurt. But before that, I need you to answer one of my questions first. Did you have even a shred, even a trace, of love for that Yagami Hakuto?"
A mocking smile appeared on Sawamura Spencer Eriri's lips. "Do you think that's possible? Who would have feelings for a simp?"
Hakuto nodded. "That's true. Simps don't deserve to die a good death. Since you answered my question, I'll answer yours. As you suspected, I am not that Yagami Hakuto. To be precise, we are two different personalities. I am the personality from before age seven, and he was the personality after age seven. That personality worked several jobs a day to support you parasites and ended up dying from overwork. Now you understand."
Sawamura Spencer Eriri burst out laughing. "Hahaha, so that simp died. What a pity."
Hakuto looked at her expressionlessly. "Since you have nothing else to say, now go die."
But before Hakuto could act, his advancing foot stopped the next moment.
"Interesting. Come out."
With Hakuto's words, a hideous, massive figure emerged from the sea. Its body was covered in green scales, with webbed hands and feet, astonishingly thick lips, and dull, protruding eyes. Overall, it looked like a twisted human. But Hakuto knew clearly that this was not human. It was a Great Old One.
The name of this Great Old One was Dagon, a deity at the lower end of the Cthulhu Mythos pantheon, and the elder of the Deep Ones, Cthulhu's servitor race.
Looking at this Great Old One, Hakuto asked Sawamura Spencer Eriri, "Is this your trump card? Your source of confidence?"
Hakuto now perhaps understood how Sawamura Spencer Eriri had returned to Japan. It wasn't with anyone's help, but because Dagon had brought her back from Britain.
"Do you see? This is the key I hold. The most powerful force in the world. Now cooperate with me, Hakuto. As long as you do, this world will belong to you and me. This is the chance I am giving you. Compared to that worthless personality, without a doubt, if it's you, I will allow you to have my body."
Sawamura Spencer Eriri looked at Hakuto as she spoke, her condescending manner making the corner of Hakuto's mouth curl into a cold sneer. He didn't answer. Instead, he asked her, "You seem to think you have me figured out, that I have no way to resist you?"
"Isn't that the fact? No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than these gods?"
"Then how do you know that I cannot control these Outer Gods?"
No sooner had Hakuto finished speaking than Sawamura Spencer Eriri started to mock him. But soon, the smile on her face gradually faded. Hakuto snapped his fingers.
"Cthulhu."
A huge, pitch-black figure appeared behind Hakuto. He issued a command to Cthulhu. "Take this subordinate of yours away."
Cthulhu extended its hand, grabbed Dagon, and then disappeared. The smile on Sawamura Spencer Eriri's face froze completely.
Hakuto then walked toward her, step by step.
With Dagon, her support, gone, Sawamura Spencer Eriri was now filled with panic.
With every step Hakuto advanced, Sawamura Spencer Eriri retreated two or even three steps. Then, as if in a cartoon, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, looking at Hakuto in panic and shouting, "Don't come near me!"
Hakuto walked up to her and reached out his hand.
"I let you live two years longer. Now it's time for you to die. But don't worry, I won't let you die so easily."
"No, Hakuto, don't kill me. I'll do anything you ask. Don't kill me."
"Don't worry. Why would I kill you? Killing you would be letting you off too easy. Death is the best release. Living is the true torture."
Seeing the fear on Sawamura Spencer Eriri's face, Hakuto smiled. But this smile filled her with terror.
"Killing you outright would be letting you off too easy. My hatred for you could not be washed away even with the water of all the seas."
Hakuto took Sawamura Spencer Eriri away. Then he found the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters and obtained a set of tools from Teiji. Next, Hakuto would properly entertain Sawamura Spencer Eriri.
He tied her up in a spread-eagle position. Then, with a thin scalpel blade, he slit open her clothes without cutting her skin.
"It seems my skill is adequate. No accidents happened to this skin. If a flaw appeared in a whole piece of skin, it wouldn't be perfect."
Sawamura Spencer Eriri's hair stood on end, 'Was this maniac going to skin me alive?'
Extreme panic and fear overwhelmed her. She knew Hakuto would not let her off.
"Oh, I almost forgot. To prevent you from disturbing me with noise, I'll temporarily silence you."
Hakuto fed her a dish that made her lose her voice. Then, with the scalpel, he made a light cut on her scalp, and little by little, he peeled off her entire skin.
Sawamura Spencer Eriri was bawling, tears and mucus streaming down her face. The intense pain made her wish she could die right then. But Hakuto would not let her die.
"Don't worry. You won't die. I will keep you alive. You will endure the pain of being skinned until you become completely numb to it. Then I will find another way to torment you."
After speaking, Hakuto poured disinfectant alcohol directly onto her body. Instantly, Sawamura Spencer Eriri let out another series of silent screams. Her body convulsed violently, and in the end, she wet herself.
"How disgusting you are."