The next second, he pushed away the man who was clutching his neck and vomiting blood, and continued walking forward. The corpse soon followed him into the abyss, becoming worthless in just a few seconds.
This calculation was so exaggerated as to be unbelievable, as if the body didn't belong to him at all; it was simply inhuman.
At the same time, he had arrived in front of that group of people.
Andrew's expression finally changed. He took a step back, but his expression was more disgusted than surprised. The servants next to him—who were also modified creatures and drug users—were also somewhat stunned at this moment, mostly because they were dumbfounded by the bizarre phenomenon of the flesh and blood returning.
Under the lights and heavy shadows of the gene bank, He Yu looked like a demon who had walked out of hell, with only a sinister murderous aura in his eyes. Ordinary people would tremble at just a glance.
That's how it always is; pain, torment, and wounds only bring out the hidden ferocity.
For a moment, the priest thought that throwing everyone into the cycle of reincarnation would be a good idea, but Pandora might get lost in it, and Lilith would also be affected.
Under the broken light, the sharp net transformed into deadly ripples, plunging straight down.
His movements suddenly stopped, countless lines were already tightly pressed against the priest's neck, and glaring blood flowed out, staining his collar red.
Under the lights, the man who had been pampered for years finally looked directly at his opponent, his eyes gazing as if he were admiring a work of art.
"Let's do it, what are we waiting for?"
Andrei held a bloodstained dagger in his hand, the blade pressed against Pandora's artery.
He Yu smiled at him.
They really have no manners.
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