His hand had been loosely clenched into a fist, but now it was open, revealing a fluffy, pale yellow hamster in its palm, diligently grooming its fur that had been ruffled by his fingertips, completely unaware that the surroundings had suddenly brightened.

"This is for you... It's called milk tea..."

As Yin Chen spoke, he laughed again. His face was pale, and every word he uttered was laced with blood. He tried his best to smile, as if even in this situation, he still wanted to show Long Xun his best side.

Long Xun's pupils suddenly contracted for a moment, almost becoming a slit.

An unimaginable, terrifying killing intent emanated from him. Long Xun didn't know why, but Yin Chen's posture seemed... seemed...

What does it seem like?

Why did he feel so sad? It was as if something was drilling hard into his mind, something intense was desperately and frantically assaulting his brain, making his head ache, making him want to go crazy, wanting to destroy everything he could see.

Long Xun's terrifying killing intent formed a gale that easily shredded the three mummified corpses into dust as it swept over them. However, the buildings, the ground, and Yin Chen felt not a wisp of wind.

Long Xun was confused. His innate coldness and rationality quickly suppressed the strange yet vaguely familiar emotions that had suddenly appeared.

He watched as Yin Chen's eyes gradually dimmed, reached out, put his arm around Yin Chen's waist and his arm around Yin Chen's knees, and lifted him up horizontally with one arm around his neck.

"Walk."

Knowing nothing and confused, the milk tea mouse was gently placed into his collar with his spiritual power, leaving the little guy there for now, while Long Xun, holding Yin Chen, stepped into the black void that appeared out of thin air.

"I'll take you to get revenge."

...

The Free Alliance's base, ostensibly constructed by hollowing out a mountain and building suitable structures within it using the abilities of earth-type ability users, is actually rooted underground.

If someone were to break into the base in the mountains, all they could get or destroy would be some insignificant trifles.

This secure base not only relieved the Freedom Alliance members of their worries, but also made them admire the Alliance Leader Flower Lock's idea.

Everyone wondered what level of superhuman their leader was. Even the currently recognized highest-level double S-class superhuman would have a hard time lasting more than ten moves against the leader.

The Flower Lock, which everyone was speculating about, was looking at its right hand with a cold expression.

Hua Zhisuo has a handsome and delicate appearance, even to the point of being somewhat eerie. His skin is smooth and pink, with a delicate luster like that of a baby. However, his right hand is as dry as the bark of an old tree. That hand is not like a hand at all, but like a skeleton, or rather, like a withered branch growing on his wrist.

"Leader, your hand?" The deputy envoy of the Freedom Alliance looked at him with some hesitation.

"It's alright." This person, who was extremely good-looking, had a slightly high-pitched, delicate, and melodious voice that was very unpleasant to listen to.

Hua Zhisuo lowered her right hand, chuckled softly, and said gently, "I underestimated that young man. Even in a situation where he was certain to be killed, he still had the strength to resist. Even I, who was observing from the sidelines, noticed it..."

"Leader, are you saying... you were injured by that lone Dragon Group ability user?" The deputy envoy was very surprised.

"Not only that, he also killed the left and right protectors and my wife all by himself. Such a powerful superhuman should be dead by now... What a pity."

The deputy envoy stole a glance and saw that Hua Zhi Suo truly had a regretful expression, which sent a chill down the deputy envoy's spine.

The so-called wife of Flower Lock... is actually just a woman he takes a fancy to. After he gets tired of her, she will die for various inexplicable reasons, and he himself will return to being "single" and quickly find the next one.

The Freedom Alliance is only believed by the newly joined superhumans who are not valued, who still naively believe that this organization was established for the sake of freedom.

Flower Lock's special ability is wood-based. He has a unique ability that he named Flower Lock, which is also the origin of his current name.

The superpower is nothing more than planting an inconspicuous little flower on the heart of the target. Its roots are deeply embedded in the heart, and it shows no signs of anything unusual under normal circumstances. But as long as the Flower Lock wants to kill, the little flower will grow instantly, absorbing all of the person's life force. Finally, the flower's roots will pierce through the heart and back, and the petals will burst through the chest, leaving the body and carrying back all of the person's life force to transfer that life force to the Flower Lock.

Throughout the Freedom Alliance, anyone who gained his slightest favor or held an important position had this flower planted by the Flower Lock. Naturally, some considered resisting, but the Flower Lock, perhaps for deterrence, never stopped them, watching with a smile as they tried to destroy the flower using their powers.

But the flower is on the heart, and the slightest carelessness in an attempt to break free of its control would result in suicide. Even if the heart isn't damaged, the flower will immediately perish along with the heart from which it grows when it senses danger.

Under these circumstances, gradually no one in the Freedom Alliance resisted him anymore, and what puzzled the Dragon Group was why the military, police, and government were no longer cooperating with their operations...

Those in those positions also had a small flower blooming in their hearts.

Hua Zhisuo gently scratched her tender, dewy cheek with her left index finger, smiled, and turned her head to look at the deputy envoy. Suddenly, she whispered, "Hey~!"

The deputy envoy trembled and immediately knelt down, saying, "Alliance Leader!"

"Do me a favor?" Flower Lock's voice was as lively as an innocent little girl's.

"Please give your orders, Alliance Leader, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" the deputy envoy said, bowing his head. But cold sweat was pouring down his forehead and even sliding down his face to his chin.

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