When Qin Tan touched the scales growing on her body, she didn't pay any attention to it.

She didn't seem to notice that the three little ones who had been following her had disappeared at some point.

Her back was a little itchy, so she scratched it.

Then he used the Grim Reaper's Scythe to cut through the flesh in front of him.

It's too big and it's too much of an eyesore.

A mix of negative emotions filled her mind, making her occasionally lose track of where she was.

But her obsession with killing Him was clearly etched in her mind.

She grew impatient after digging out another large chunk of flesh.

If this continues, who knows when it will end?

She looked at the scales spreading on her arm, tilted her head and remained silent for a while, then instinctively placed her hand on the ground.

She could feel the beating heart of the mountain of flesh below.

So lively.

It must taste delicious.

Qin Tan, whose mind was filled with images of that era, plunged his five fingers into the mountain of flesh. Immediately afterward, countless life energies surged from that mountain of flesh into Qin Tan's body.

The ample exclamation made her squint comfortably.

As the energy entered, those scales began to spread to every part of Qin Tan's body.

Transparent scales, as beautiful as white jade, grew on her face.

Those scales gave Qin Tan an eerie and otherworldly charm.

With her free hand, she couldn't help but scratch her back again.

It's very itchy, like something is about to grow out.

With a ripping sound, the clothes were torn, revealing two bulging bumps on the back, which was also covered in scales.

Something was moving under that bag.

It gradually stretched Qin Tan's skin.

With the sound of tearing cloth, Qin Tan's back was ripped open, and beneath the flesh, a pair of black wings emerged, stretching their limbs in the air.

She grew a pair of wings.

With a thought, Qin Tan could take flight by flapping his wings.

Her eyes turned a dark gold.

Her body can barely be identified as human, but all parts of it have bizarre features.

The scales opened and closed slightly, greedily absorbing the life here and turning it into nutrients to nourish Qin Tan, making her mutation even faster.

In just a few breaths, Qin Tan's body grew enormous.

She flew through the air, her black wings whipping up a fierce wind behind her. Holding the scythe of death, she raised her eyes and locked onto the enormous being above her.

It is Him.

This time, the invisible force could no longer stop Qin Tan. With a flap of her wings, she arrived in front of Him in the blink of an eye.

His true form was a huge eyeball, with countless tiny eyes emerging from the whites of his eyes, all of which were looking at Qin Tan at the same time.

Upon closer inspection, one will discover an old scar on the other person's back.

There, it looked as if something had been forcibly cut off.

Facing Qin Tan directly, he showed no fear whatsoever.

She was very excited.

My blood was burning.

Endless crimson flowed within his golden pupils.

Beneath her feet, shadows cascaded down like a waterfall, spreading into the abyss, domineeringly encroaching on the territory that belonged to the other.

"Thief!"

"die!"

Qin Tan could understand the strange language.

She manipulated her bizarre body, leaping and dodging through the air.

Above her head, a black scythe phantom hovered high in the sky, relentlessly slashing at her.

Her shadow enveloped the mountain of flesh, determined to drag it into the sea of ​​blood.

From heaven to earth, Qin Tan left his opponent with nowhere to escape.

In the clash of countless forces, chains emerged from the eyeballs, representing the authority of judgment.

Wherever the chains passed, they emitted violent explosions.

The forces of both sides collided in mid-air.

Qin Tan raised his black scythe and slashed at a chain.

The confrontation between killing and judgment both belong to the power of conquest, and their strengths are roughly equal.

He transforms into the enigmatic Qin Tan, fully wielding the power of authority.

Or perhaps this is her true face when she is in the abyss.