"It wasn't me, I didn't stage an accident."

She didn't understand why this person wouldn't let her go when it wasn't her fault.

And those other people.

Weren't they just praising her? Why won't they say a word in her defense now?

Her gaze wandered, yearning for approval.

But the parents all avoided her gaze.

If it doesn't concern you, don't get involved.

Human nature.

"What are you crying for? You've done something wrong, what right do you have to be so shameless? Don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you're crying."

"Let me tell you, if you don't give me an explanation this time, I won't let you off the hook."

The woman's mouth was still spraying like a machine gun.

The girl, offering a feeble explanation, was like a lonely island in the sea; faced with this undeserved disaster, she could sink into the dark depths at any moment.

Those accusations and charges weighed heavily on her shoulders.

She stood up, looked at her colleagues outside the crowd, and asked for help.

But that colleague just turned away indifferently.

She also saw a gloating smile on her colleague's face.

It's as if he's happy to see himself suffer.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me."

The weak rebuttal was so feeble.

Some people heard her voice, but chose to ignore it.

The island is collapsing.

Perhaps seeing that the girl was a pushover, the woman became even more arrogant, pointing her finger at the girl and cursing.

Each sound was extremely unpleasant to hear.

Through the crowd, Qin Tan saw the girl's face beneath her bangs and felt anger and hatred.

Hatred breeds and pollutes kind hearts.

In that instant, Qin Tan sensed the change.

The princess disappeared, and Qin Tan activated the perfect resonance.

The familiar bizarre world descended once more, but she ignored those things and focused her attention on the girl.

Then she saw countless black wisps of energy rising from the people around her.

Everyone has their own "evil" side, whether more or less, stronger or weaker.

The black aura represents their "evil".

When they choose to remain indifferent, this "evil" is amplified.

Girls, on the other hand, become absorbers of "evil".

As "evil" surged in, a cruel expression appeared on the girl's tear-streaked face.

"You... all deserve to die."

The low murmur was the pronouncement of death.

Unbeknownst to anyone, in the staff changing room, the wooden sculpture that had just pretended to be dead in front of the princess opened its eyes again.

The appearance of the wood carving changed again.

It laughed wildly, as if it had found the most delicious food.

"Come, tell me your wish."

"I will grant you a miracle."

The sound resonated in the girl's mind.

If the world won't help me, what's the use of praying to Buddha for survival?

She didn't know the answer to the question.

But now, the only one to lend her a helping hand is this "god" who came without permission.

This is hope.

She chose to hold onto hope.

"My wish is...to make them pay the price."

His reddened eyes swept over the culprit and the onlookers.

Her heart was pounding.

She needed to vent her anger and pain.

Why, why do these people get to trample on my efforts?

Girls who absorb too much malice tend to have extreme thoughts.

She looked at the smug woman and smiled.

The woman, unaware that she had stepped into death, was unhappy.

"why are you laughing?"

"Do you believe I'll complain about you to death?"

Women who consider themselves to be on the moral high ground wield petty power as if it were an absolute command, displaying their "supreme" authority.

People like that deserve to die.

"Oh!"

The girl chuckled, took a step forward, grabbed the woman's shoulder, and, to the woman's shock, lifted her up and threw her to the ground.

Her obese body crashed onto the slide, the slide shattered and fell on top of her.

Qin Tan heard the sound of a leg bone being smashed.

The woman's agonizing screams mingled with the gasps of the crowd.

"Murder!"

Someone pointed at the girl and shouted, and the onlookers scattered like birds and beasts.

But a gust of evil wind blew through the open door and slammed it shut.

The deafening sound struck the hearts of everyone present.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Some people tried to question the girl, but all they got was a cold look from her.

He was also thrown off.

"You all deserve to die."

The girl curled her lips cruelly.

She seemed to see what a magnificent scene it would be when these people's flesh and blood were offered as sacrifices to their Lord.

Her lips parted in a smile, and her eyes darted around.

In Qin Tan's vision, tiny, transparent tentacles grew from the other party's body.

Like the aerial roots of a plant, they explore the air, searching for their prey.

One of them pierced the woman's body, greedily sucking everything from her, and the tip began to turn red.

The girl's transformation came very suddenly.

The eruption of the abyss's power lasted only a moment.

Just as the opponent was about to make another move, Qin Tan flashed in front of him and blocked him.

"Stop."

Qin Tan's voice was like a clear spring, cold and clear.

The girl's attack on that woman was with her tacit approval.

As members of the Dawn's Hub, we fight to protect ordinary people, but not villains like this.

This is the retribution she deserved.

As for the other bystanders...

Perhaps it should be condemned, but it shouldn't be punished with the death penalty.

"Not enough, not enough."

The girl looked at Qin Tan, her fierce eyes revealing almost no humanity.

The human side of the other person is being swallowed by the abyss.

Ordinary people who want to gain power must pay a price.

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