: The Composer

Qiao Ye naturally wouldn't let his guard down just because he might encounter a human.

In this hellish world, whether you encounter a human or a demon, you must first treat them as an enemy.

He was ready for battle and could draw his Nun's Cutter at any moment.

After Qiao Ye named it, the knife's attributes were revealed to him.

【Nun Cut】

[Category: Weapon (Katana)]

[Quality: Blue Gem]

[Description: A masterpiece forged by a fourth-tier professional swordsmith. The blade is crafted using a folding forging technique, resulting in a flowing, water-like blade pattern capable of cutting through a hair. Enchanted by the swordsmith, the blade's density far surpasses that of similar knives, ensuring it will not bend even in the slightest, even if trampled by a dinosaur.]

[Permanent entries: Hard (★★★), Sharp (★★★)]

[Note: There may still be room for further improvement.]

The SUV arrived in the blink of an eye.

It stopped 20 meters away from them.

The engine stalled.

The car door opened, and a person jumped out.

The man is in his early forties.

He was wearing a dark gray work jacket over a faded plaid shirt, jeans, and work boots.

His hair was messy, and he had a stubble beard, a typical American redneck look.

Louisiana, where New Orleans is located, is a typical red state in the South.

Before the thick fog appeared, the man's attire would have been perfectly normal.

But now it's after the dense fog has appeared.

What is normal is actually abnormal.

The man stood by the car door, staring at Qiao Ye and the corpse on the ground, and paused for two seconds.

"There are still some alive?"

Then he looked at Qiao Ye.

"Hello!"

He asked, "From which city did you flee?"

He spoke English with a southern accent.

Because of his past life's experiences studying abroad and wandering, Qiao Ye's English is quite good.

He could understand what the man was asking, but he didn't rush to answer.

Qiao Ye was thinking about what the other person had just said.

Which city?

Did this person mistake him for a wanderer from another Dracula's Castle?

Qiao Ye's gaze fell on him.

[Demon Hunter Knowledge] Activated Silently—

【name:???】

[Rank: E??]

【prototype:???】

【describe:???】

【weakness:? ? ? 】

This puzzled Qiao Ye.

Without a doubt, this guy in front of me is a demon.

Class E.

The lowest known level of demon.

My current Demon Hunter knowledge has reached LV2, so I should be able to see all his data.

But it didn't show up.

It doesn't seem like the level is too low.

"Could it be that he has some special stealth skills or talent?" Qiao Ye wondered.

"I'm asking you a question. Are you deaf or mute?"

The man took a step forward. "Which demon's chosen one are you?"

Qiao Ye's expression changed instantly.

One more step.

If the man had taken another step forward, he would have drawn his sword and slashed directly at the target.

I can handle an E-level demon now!

At this moment, Sienna had somehow slipped onto Qiao Ye's shoulder.

"Did you hear that?" she whispered. "He just said... voters?"

Qiao Ye nodded slightly; he had heard.

The chosen ones of the devil.

This word sounds really strange.

Qiao Ye had only heard of God's chosen people.

Originally referring to a single ethnic group, it later came to refer to all believers who converted to God Yahweh.

I've never heard of such a thing as the devil's chosen people.

"What do you mean by that?" Qiao Ye asked, "The devil's chosen ones?"

His attitude was already very good; he was willing to talk to this man.

But to his surprise, the man's expression changed instantly after those words were spoken.

"What? So he's just a faithless outcast!"

He revealed a smile with an extremely exaggerated curve at the corners of his mouth.

The next second, the man moved.

He sprang forward instantly and charged over.

With his right hand outstretched, he aimed straight for Qiao Ye's throat.

"In that case, I have no qualms about killing you!"

He clearly intended to kill him.

Show no mercy.

And this whole process, in Qiao Ye's eyes—

So slow!

She's not even as good as Sienna, who has turned into a cat.

It turns out this guy really is an E-rank demon, no exaggeration.

Qiao Ye had some reservations, worried that the other party was putting on an act.

I didn't expect it to be this bad.

Zheng—

The nun drew her sword.

A flash of light appeared.

The man's right hand was severed at the wrist.

"Gurgle—"

The man screamed and fell backward.

It rolled twice on the ground before stopping.

He covered his right hand, staring at Qiao Ye with disbelief in his eyes.

"you--"

He didn't finish speaking.

Qiao Ye had caught up, the tip of his knife pressed against his throat.

"you……"

"You lied to me!"

Unexpectedly, before Qiao Ye could speak, the man suddenly erupted.

He was extremely indignant, seemingly denouncing Qiao Ye for not telling the truth.

"Didn't you say you didn't have any powerful backers?"

He yelled, "Then where did you get these skills? Liar! Liar!"

Qiao Ye couldn't understand what the man was saying at all.

"Is my skill level strange?"

He frowned and said, "Is it because you're too weak? Your movements are incredibly slow."

"nonsense!"

The man suddenly stood up, waving his left hand wildly.

"Even if my strength is indeed a bit lacking, dealing with a human like you is still a piece of cake!"

"The fact that you could cut off my hand only proves that you are a 'chosen one of evil'! You are a 'blessed one'!"

After saying that, the man reached up and wiped his face.

The face disappeared.

Instead, a gray-white face appeared.

That face was the complete opposite of the faceless nun from before.

The faceless nun has no facial features.

He has too many facial features.

It has three eyes, two mouths, a nose that's crooked to one side, and ears that grow on its forehead.

Those organs were crammed together, like three people's features crammed onto one face.

Extremely abstract.

Even Picasso couldn't paint it.

At this moment, the man's three eyes were looking in different directions.

Two mouths are speaking at the same time, but they are not saying the same thing.

The person on the left said, "There are too many liars in this world; there's no sincerity at all!"

The person on the right said, "It's all our fault for being too honest; we always get cheated."

Qiao Ye looked at him.

[Demon Hunter Knowledge] activated.

This time, finally, complete information was provided—

[Name: The Composer (Special Individual: Barnum Shoman)]

[Rank: E-level Demon]

[Prototype: The embodiment of resentment towards American "freak show" culture.]

[Description: From the late 19th to the mid-20th century, a type of performance called "freak show" was popular in American circuses and carnivals. It featured people with physical disabilities (or artificially created disabilities) as "monsters" to earn ticket revenue.]

[After the dense fog appeared, these resentful spirits were resurrected in the form of demons.]

[Shoman Barnum is a unique individual, possessing memories and intelligence from his previous life. He collects corpses from various locations, hoping to piece together a normal human body.]

[Weakness: Their souls are more fragile than those of ordinary demons.]

Qiao Ye looked at that abstract face.

The two mouths kept talking.

Left mouth: "He was staring at us."

Right mouth: "I know he's watching us."

Left Mouth: "Go tell him to stop staring at us."

Right mouth: "Why aren't you going?"

The people who pieced together the story started arguing among themselves.

Qiao Ye: "..."

Is this really a demon?