This world is hell; you can't relax for a moment. Be careful, be extremely careful. In less than a second, everything you own could turn to ashes. Your family, loved ones, and companions could all become a pile of rotting flesh and blood, so easily.

He looked up and gave Sergio an "I see" smile.

"Yes, that's really impressive."

He retrieved the notebook; it was temporarily unusable, and the limitation of not being able to be used on the same target again within 24 hours was a blow to the user.

"I know you're going to do something futile, but whatever, go ahead and do it."

Sergio spread his arms and began to mock, his smugness reaching an unbearable level; he had probably never been so arrogant in his life.

"I will stay still for five minutes, and then when the time is up, I will kill you."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt much. I don't hold grudges. Have you ever watched martial arts movies? It's a characteristic of Dongxia. In these kinds of movies, the real masters don't care about the details."

"Of course, you can also say some cool last words, which will make the scene look more heroic."

The words had just been spoken when...

A strong, almost tangible sense of impending death suddenly surged into his mind, sending chills down his spine.

"Fuck your mother!"

Sergio's eyes widened, and he took several steps back, about to use his special ability to escape in the next second.

"That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."

"This is... your own fault, European."