The Fearless Chapter 10

"I'm going to my room to lie down. None of you follow me!"

The Nine-Eyed Reaper's body began emitting black smoke. He used the ghost rope from his room to bind his hands and feet, then tossed me the red candle.

"This is a Ghost Candle. When lit, it grants immunity from demon attacks."

With that, he locked the bedroom door.

Before long, massive amounts of black smoke poured from the room's cracks.

I could faintly hear painful moans.

Gradually, the moans turned to wild laughter. The bedroom door exploded open with a bang.

The vertical eye on the Nine-Eyed Reaper's forehead suddenly opened wide—all nine eyes fully open, radiating crimson light.

His entire body was wrapped in black smoke, like a beast crawling out of hell, ready to devour everything!

Through the black smoke, his memories from life appeared.

Before death, the Nine-Eyed Reaper had been a wealthy heir, controlling a billion-dollar empire. But from childhood, his entire life was planned out. He lived in extreme pain and exhaustion, trapped in a custom-made cage, constantly watched, corrected, and controlled by countless eyes.

His parents and family continuously squeezed his potential and energy, forcing him to become the world's top heir.

Gradually, the Nine-Eyed Reaper's mind twisted. He gouged out all the watchers' eyes, suffered a mental breakdown, and "returned his bones to his father, his flesh to his mother."

The nine eyes on his body were his weapons as an SSS-rank demon, but also the obstacle preventing him from entering reincarnation.

"I'll gouge out all your eyes... No one can watch me!"

The Nine-Eyed Reaper completely lost control, his body rapidly expanding, breaking free from the ghost rope's restraints.

The Ghost Child's flames couldn't harm him at all—one punch shattered her to pieces.

Ghost Granny tried to bind him with her hair, but her entire scalp and head were ripped off.

He stood before me. The Ghost Candle began burning at an absurd rate.

Once the candle burned out, I'd have zero chance of survival!

"Fuck it, all in!"

Thinking quickly, I put on Ghost Granny's burial shroud, then shouted for her to bind his body. I pulled out the red scissors.

SNIP—

I cut off the Nine-Eyed Reaper's head.

"Granny, lock his body in the coffin! I'll take the head—we split up!"

Before the Ghost Candle burned out completely, I carried the Nine-Eyed Reaper's head and rushed to the bathroom. I pulled his brain out of his skull, turned on the faucet, and continuously rinsed it with cold water.

"Baby, stop getting hot-headed! Cool down for me, okay?!"

"...Okay, I've cooled down. Can you put my brain back now? And drain the water—I don't want to be a boss with water on the brain."

The Nine-Eyed Reaper suddenly spoke. The black smoke rapidly faded from his body as he regained his sanity.

[WTF! That works?! I hereby crown you the Queen of Physical Cooling!]

[I've heard of ripping out hearts and lungs, but ripping out brains is a first. If this isn't love, what is?]

[Solo cleared Hell's Apartment floor 18! Who else can do that (screaming)?!]

[Maya is a goddess (voice cracking)!]

The livestream viewers went absolutely wild.

A rookie player in a Hell-difficulty dungeon, alone facing three boss-level demons, not only survived but seemed to get along great with all the ghosts. Too fucking insane!