A faint but real stream of abyssal energy gathered within Black Raven's body.

Qin Tan's collarbone was burning hot, as if it were being roasted in a fire.

The crow was delighted; it had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

It greedily sucked.

During Black Crow's growth, Qin Tan also discovered that some abyssal energy seemed to be integrated into his body.

To directly bear the energy of the abyss with one's physical body is something that others dare not imagine.

Qin Tan did it.

She exhaled, enduring the burning sensation in her body, and continued to condense the fragments of the black crow.

Crows of crimson blood soared through the air, screeching as they landed on people's heads and in their arms.

The situation is improving, but the scene has not calmed down; instead, it has become more chaotic.

Qin Tan, standing among ordinary people, subtly moved her eyebrows and eyes.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed a short blade that someone was thrusting at her.

The layers upon layers of packaging were too crowded, making it impossible to use the Reaper's Scythe flexibly.

My finger was cut, and blood dripped down.

Qin Tan looked at the person calmly, the power of the curse flowing down her blood onto the other person's body.

In the blink of an eye, curse runes appeared in the other person's eyes.

His physical energy was drained in an instant, and when he fell to the ground, all that remained was a dried-up skeleton.

The curse ability has been enhanced.

It can even strip a superhuman of all life in the blink of an eye.

Even this horrifying scene couldn't drive the residents away.

They continued to push and shove around Qin Tan, shouting and yearning for salvation.