A sudden downpour of black rain began.
No, that wasn't rain, but clusters of tiny black flames!
Fire rained down on the blood vine flowers, instantly engulfing them in flames and turning them into a sea of fire!
It landed on the flying car, the roof was pierced by the high temperature, and molten metal flowed down.
The liquid dripped onto the manor owner, scalding him so badly that he screamed in agony, his skin torn and bleeding, and a smell of burning grease emanated from his body.
Meanwhile, her lover was completely unaffected.
The lover was initially shocked and stunned, but quickly realized that a powerful superhuman was attacking the fat man!
This opportunity won't come again!
She could take this opportunity to kill him and avenge her parents and sister who had been captured and brought here to be used as animal feed!
The woman took a knife from the hidden artifact in her earring and plunged it into the manor lord's heart.
Unfortunately, this fatso was too fat, with too much fat, and the shot missed his heart.
So she pulled out a knife and stabbed him more than a dozen times.
"Are you surprised to see your eyes so wide open?"
"You should be surprised. I went through all the trouble of infiltrating your side for this very moment!"
"You fat bastard, die, die, die!"
The woman had suppressed her feelings for too long, and at this moment, all the grievances, disgust, and hatred in her heart were released.
He relentlessly stabbed the manor owner again and again.
He is dead.
A clear, childlike voice rang in my ears.
The woman was startled and quickly came to her senses.
Looking at the manor owner in front of her, whom she had already stabbed to pieces, she vomited all over him.
After vomiting, she looked up and saw a tiny figure, not much bigger than her palm, emerge from the manor owner's head, holding a crystal core in its hand.
Her stomach, which she had just vomited out, suddenly started convulsing again.
"You, you, did you create that black rain of fire just now?"
Xiao Ming glanced at her. "No, it's not that."
Then it flew away.
The woman instinctively called out to him, "Hey, wait a minute—"
Xiao Ming stopped, turned around and looked at the woman, his brows furrowed.
Just as this woman called him, a fragment of memory suddenly flashed through his mind.
I seem to remember someone calling him that.
But who exactly is it?
I can't remember at all.
Annoying.
The woman thought Xiaoming's emotions were directed at her, and she couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Yes, I'm sorry, oh no, I meant to say thank you!"
"If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to get my revenge so easily."
The woman stood up and bowed deeply to Xiaoming.
When she straightened up, the little figure was gone.
Her body went limp, and she slid down against the car door.
Looking at the manor owner, who had become a pile of mangled flesh, the feeling of having avenged himself gradually became real.
The woman burst into laughter, this time a genuine laugh from the heart.
But as she was laughing, she couldn't help but bury her face in her seat and burst into tears.
A wisp of invisible black smoke emanated from the manor lord's body and entered Xuan Tu's head in mid-air.
This black smoke is the most filthy and foul energy in the world, a combination of death energy, resentment energy, and yin energy.
It was as if Xuan Tu had a foul air collecting radar installed in his mind, which could always accurately absorb the foul air of people who died directly or indirectly at his hands.
This is also why his headaches have never been cured.
Unfortunately, the black aura was not only invisible to the naked eye, but also imperceptible to spiritual power, so he never noticed it.
"Xiao Guang, target number 2074 is done. Where's the next target?"
"It's still this city, the Berserker Laboratory."
And so, Xuan Tu, with Xiao Guang in tow, charged towards each of the listed individuals in the Light Plan book given to him by Styx.
With each kill of a target, a wisp or more of black energy enters his head.
This caused his headaches to flare up frequently and become increasingly severe.
His emotions gradually spiraled out of control.
Killing someone was no different from chopping vegetables or cutting melons for him; it no longer stirred any emotion within him.
But as the headache began, long-forgotten memories surfaced uncontrollably.
It tinged his eyes with a bloodthirsty red.
"Hahaha, kid, I've already seen you. If you don't come out soon, don't blame me for hurting you later."
"Xiao Guang, live well, and come back to avenge your mother when you're strong enough..."
"Get him out! He's the one who attracted all those zombies. Throw him out to feed them!"
A series of dark, bloody, and distorted images flashed before my eyes.
It made his whole world seem upside down.
Xuan Tu suddenly unleashed a spatial blade.
The power that surged through his body during the attack made him feel real at that moment.
Instead of floating lightly in mid-air, at the mercy of others to tear it apart.
However, as soon as the attack stops, that feeling of confusion, weakness, and helplessness will creep back in.
Xuan Tu clutched his head and roared wildly. With his last shred of sanity, he teleported to a deserted plain and began attacking indiscriminately in all directions.
With a massive spatial blade, a mountain several thousand meters high was cleaved in two.
The enormous black fireball was launched, instantly vaporizing everything within a radius of a hundred meters.
Thunder dragons roamed around him, spewing out bolts of lightning, turning the vast plains into scorched earth.
...
Xiao Ming hovered high in the air, looking worriedly at Xiao Guang below.
Why is his headache so severe this time? I wish Xiaoli were here.
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