Hell's Handbook

Chapter 277: Abbas, The Corpse Controller

Su Jin moved as nimbly as the branches of a willow tree. The seven people in the arena kept coming at him, but no matter how fierce, powerful or strange their attacks were, none of them even came close to touching Su Jin.

Meanwhile, several of the older ones among the fighters had pale faces. The seven men in the arena were all famous people in their lifetime, experts in their field. But… they were all supposed to be dead.

“That’s Seth Rays, who used to be known as the king of underground boxing. He holds the astonishing record of defeating 300 people without suffering injuries, but he should have died 15 years ago!”

“He’s not the only one. Look at the rest! That’s Safi Mohammed, a martial artist and trainer employed by the royal palaces in West Asia!”

“And that’s Ballistic Bear Kant, top special forces soldier from Russia! And that’s Sanjay Singhi, top yoga grandmaster from India! Also, that’s Greg Tony, once Europe’s top assassin! And that… that’s Black Dragon, Kassimo!” Some among the crowd could name all the men who had leaped out of nowhere immediately.

Six of the men were not known to everyone in the crowd, but the last one was a truly shocking revelation. That was the man who had died not too long ago at the hands of Su Jin in this very same arena, the legend of the Firebird Mercenary Army, Black Dragon Kassimo!

The crowd was in an uproar. How could these men have come back from the dead? Saying that someone else was impersonating these men was an invalid argument. Each of these men had a very special way of fighting, so even their own disciples might not be able to reproduce these special characteristics despite learning the same moves.

“So, they’re all supposed to be dead? But they were already no match for me when they were alive, never mind now that they’re dead,” thought Su Jin in his heart. These dead men were very good at fighting and were the best among their peers in their day, but these were moves that ordinary people were capable of and could not be compared to someone like Su Jin. If the man controlling all these dead people was only capable of doing this, Su Jin was going to be sorely disappointed.

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“Is that all you’ve got?” Su Jin thrust a palm at Kassimo and slammed him into the concrete floor. Kassimo’s head went through the floor like a drill bit. Now that Su Jin knew who was controlling these people, he used his psychokinesis to send that message over.

“You’re a psychokinesis owner, alright. But these moves are already more than enough to make your life hell. The core of psychokinesis is the fact that it affects one’s consciousness, but these dead people don’t have any of that. Your Spirit Power is useless on these people.” Abbas sat in the crowd and watched Su Jin with a mocking smile on his face. He was very interested to see how this unknown guy was going to deal with his army of the dead.

“These guys? It’s true that psychokinesis doesn’t work on them, but… I can smite them even without using psychokinesis!” Su Jin’s expression turned grim. His muscles trembled slightly as he finally displayed what he was truly capable of. His almost godlike body instantly beat the royal martial artist from West Asia to a pulp.

“Gosh! He can’t be human!”

“That’s terrifying! He’s more like a ferocious beast!”

“He can take on seven expert martial artists at the same time! That makes him even more frightening than a ferocious beast! Even a beast would have been crushed to pieces from this combined attack, yet he managed to kill one of them!”

The voices of the spectators grew louder and louder. After all, none of this made sense. They couldn’t even have dreamt this up.

Abbas sat in the spectator seats and observed with some interest how Su Jin dealt with these dead people. He nodded quietly and murmured, “He really has a very strong body. Possibly only the chairman of the Dark Council could rival him. But if that’s all you’re capable of, I’m going to kill you today!”

Su Jin had his psychokinesis locked on Abbas, so he was very sensitive to Abbas’ reactions and he could sense the older man’s murderous intentions.

“The Dark Council… so you’re connected to Tracy and those guys?” Su Jin launched a sidekick and kicked the head of the underground boxing king off his neck. He crushed the man’s head with one foot, then punched his fist through the top assassin’s abdomen.

“That’s right! Tracy is my daughter!” Abbas stood up and glared at Su Jin with a murderous look in his eyes. “How dare you lock my daughter up! I’ll give you two choices. One, you become my servant for ten years and I’ll let you go after that. Two, you die right here!”

Su Jin scoffed. He proceeded to slaughter the rest of the dead men, then pressed a finger into Liu Qiansheng’s forehead to pin him to the arena. After that, a black beam shot out of the arena and flew toward Abbas.

Abbas seemed prepared for the attack. A black smoke rose from his chest and formed a shield that blocked the black beam coming toward him. That black beam was none other than Rumor, controlled by Su Jin’s psychokinesis. But Abbas didn’t know the special characteristics of Rumor. After he blocked Rumor’s first attack, it made a second attack immediately after that, then another attack and another attack. The attacks didn’t seem to end at all.

By this time, Su Jin’s psychokinesis and Rumor had merged perfectly. To him, Rumor was like a part of his body that would launch the most efficient attacks with just one command.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Abbas was shocked by the countless attacks that Rumor was capable of making. He turned to make a run for it. If he stayed in such a small space with a weapon that could keep attacking him so quickly, he would have no way of fighting back. He had to find a larger space that would make it easier for him to hide from these attacks. And there were plenty of such spaces in North Africa.

He dashed out of the hall and Su Jin followed suit. The organizers would clean up the mess he’d left behind, so he needn’t worry about that.

Abbas moved very quickly and was practically flying, since his feet were supported by that black smoke he produced. Su Jin wasn’t slow either. He was able to keep pace with Abbas by just running. If he used his psychokinesis to fly, he would be able to go faster. But he knew that Abbas was trying to find a big and empty space to fight, which was what Su Jin wanted as well.

The two of them finally arrived at a barren piece of land. Abbas stopped running and turned around, as though he were waiting for Su Jin. Su Jin stopped about 50 meters or so away from Abbas. They stared warily at each other.

“Let me introduce myself. My name is Abbas and I rank #100 among Handbook owners. Some call me the corpse controller!” Abbas said all this very politely, but after he introduced himself, he lifted both hands and all the bones buried beneath the ground around him came up to the surface.

This place was heaven for wild animals. The safari represented freedom, but it was also a place where only the fittest survived. That meant that there was constant hunting and death in this place. Countless skeletons were buried beneath the ground here, regardless of whether it belonged to a human, an elephant, a rhinoceros, a lion, or a bull. This place was a natural cemetery.

And a cemetery was where Abbas’s powers could shine. His power was derived from the dead, so the closer he was to corpses, the stronger he became.

“This energy, death, iciness… so, your Spirit Power isn’t some sort of necromancer power, but it’s just an ability to control the dead?” Su Jin was a bit puzzled. There were so many different types of Spirit Powers available and some were extremely rare and unknown. Su Jin couldn’t really figure out what sort of Spirit Power Abbas possessed.

“No, no, no, I have the Spirit Power of awakening! So, instead of calling it death, I call it life!” said Abbas proudly as he sniffed the freshly dug up soil with a delirious look on his face.

Su Jin nodded slightly as a silver glint flashed in his eyes. He said quietly, “Since you’ve introduced yourself, then I should too, even though you already know some things about me.”

“That’s right. Your name is Su Jin and you’re Chinese. You’re considered a newish owner, but you’re quite powerful and you’re a powerful psychokinesis user. But based on my information, your strength is mostly in your physique. Besides that, you seem to have worked with the Chinese government, which is something rare among owners.” Abbas had made use of the Dark Council’s resources to get hold of fairly detailed information on Su Jin within a short period of time. But he was still unable to get information on some of Su Jin’s secrets.

Su Jin nodded slightly, then added to this summary of himself, “My name’s Su Jin and I’m ranked #91 among Handbook owners. I have Psychokinetic Spirit Power!”

His introduction was a lot simpler and shorter than Abbas’, but a few words sent shockwaves down Abbas’ spine. He looked uneasy as he said, “You said… you said you were ranked…”

“You can check for yourself.” Su Jin smiled as he temporarily allowed his ranking to be seen by other owners.

Abbas immediately flipped his Handbook open. He started trembling when he saw that Su Jin was indeed at #91. He himself was ranked at #100, so he knew better than anyone else what these rankings meant. Even the person ranked one place above him could be a lot more powerful than he was. And Su Jin was nearly ten places higher than he was.

“Well, we’re done with introductions, so let’s fight!” Su Jin immediately catapulted himself toward Abbas.

Abbas was still in shock, but he was a highly ranked owner after all. He was at a position way higher than even Wu Chen. So, he immediately reacted to Su Jin’s attack and turned all those bones he raised from the ground into a wall of bones to block Su Jin.

“Break, all of you!” yelled Su Jin as he punched the wall hard with his Qi Thrust technique. A series of cracking sounds could be heard as the wall of bones shattered. The ground was covered in bits of broken, yellowing bones.

Abbas knew that he had still underestimated how strong Su Jin’s body was. At the same time, he realized that he had to keep fighting. Su Jin had the upper hand, so if he didn’t have a good plan for escaping, then running away right now would get him killed too.