Then Qian Lan felt the flesh and blood surrounding her contracting inwards, constantly squeezing her living space.
Qian Lan hurriedly used lightning to try to shatter the tentacles, but found that the glass on the surface of the tentacles was covered with a layer of energy that was similar to mental energy, but much stronger than mental energy.
This energy made it impossible for her to break the glass.
Her flesh and blood continued to compress, and Qian Lan could clearly feel the lightning that made up her body being forcibly compressed together.
The intertwined tentacles throbbed wildly, then slowly loosened, revealing a glass sphere encased in lightning.
Hera picked up the palm-sized glass ball with one hand and examined it closely.
The lightning inside the glass sphere surged wildly, as if trying to break free.
The surface of the glass ball is covered with veins that resemble blood vessels, forming a hard net that blocks the lightning inside.
After weighing the glass ball in her hand for a moment, Hera gripped it tightly and threw it suddenly into the night sky outside the window.
The glass ball streaked through the air in a blue trail before disappearing into the night, transforming into a star.
Hera clapped her hands and then turned her gaze to Xiao Liu, who was knocked to the ground by the explosion and was trying to get up.
Xiao Liu, who was in pain all over his body, struggled to get up from the ground.
When she looked up, she froze.
At this moment, Hera stood quietly in front of him, looking down at Xiao Liu.
"Can you please not kill me... ah..."
Before Xiao Liu could finish begging for mercy, Hera grabbed him by the neck and lifted him into the air.
Xiao Liu, his face contorted in pain, gripped Hera's wrist, his legs struggling incessantly.
Hera glanced at Xiao Liu, whom she was strangling, and then at the skylight next to her, whose glass she had shattered.
An evil thought came to mind.
Under Xiao Liu's terrified gaze, Hera slowly walked to the window and stretched Xiao Liu out.
Seeing this, Xiao Liu struggled even more fiercely.
"No... I'm afraid of heights... Just give me a quick death, that's fine too..."
Xiao Liu's face was starting to turn purple, and his voice was extremely hoarse and intermittent.
Seeing the other person in so much pain, the kind-hearted Hera decisively let go and stopped pinching her.
"Your mother..."
Without Hera's grip, Xiao Liu plummeted straight down from the 100-meter-tall building, cursing Hera mid-air.
Hera leaned out and looked down, cupping her hands in a megaphone shape as she shouted from below.
"I don't have a mother."
But Xiao Liu never responded to Hera again; there was only a loud thud as something heavy fell and the hum of a car engine.
Hera didn't pull her head back; instead, she looked at it again before finally turning it away.
"They're really tough; they didn't die from that fall."
Sensing that the other person still had a trace of life, Hera muttered to herself.
Suddenly, Hera seemed to realize something and looked around.
Gu Gongming, Han Xiaoxiao, Qian Lan, and Xiao Liu, whom he had just thrown down.
Although they were all severely injured by their own attacks, they did not die.
Of course, that robot isn't human, so it doesn't count.
Strange, Hera clearly intended to kill them.
She looked around again, and finally fixed her gaze on Jian Luo, who was protecting Wang Canxin.
He was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and looked somewhat dazed, as if he had completely exhausted his mental energy.
Hera blinked, then suddenly realized and pointed at the other person.
"Did you do something to prevent me from killing them?"
Jianluo's body trembled violently, and beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.
He did use a quarter of his power just now, betting that Hera wouldn't kill them.
He actually guessed right, but the mental energy expenditure was far beyond his expectations.
The remaining mental energy can only be used once more.
He glanced at Hera, who was standing quietly in front of him, and then at Wang Canxin, who was still sitting steadily behind him, and made a decision in his heart.
Even if he dies, Wang Canxin must be saved! Because his own death won't cause any huge loss, but Wang Canxin... is a matter of fate for all humanity!
"So what if that's true!"
He quickly drew his straight knife and assumed a fighting stance.
"Oh, then die."
In an instant, countless tentacles grew from around Hera, like scarlet pythons, swaying incessantly around her.
"May I say a few words?"
Just as Hera was about to make her move, Wang Canxin suddenly spoke, his tone showing no fear whatsoever, making him seem nothing like a dying man.
Hera glanced at Wang Canxin behind Jianluo, and after a moment's thought, she remembered who he was.
"Oh, so you're the one who threatened me at the training camp."
Jian Luo was taken aback, not expecting Wang Canxin to be so powerful that he could actually threaten the Five Calamities! His admiration for Wang Canxin grew even stronger.
Wang Canxin smiled slightly, "It seems you still remember. Do you still remember the details of our transaction?"
“Yes, I remember.” Hera nodded. “You keep my secret, and in return, I’ll tell you some information about myself and owe you a favor.”
"Can I use this favor now?"
Suddenly, Jian Luo and Wang Canxin saw a flash of red light in front of them. When they came to their senses, a fresh hand had appeared in Hera's hand.
As if sensing something, Wang Canxin slowly raised his left hand.
There, the original left hand had vanished without a trace, leaving only a fountain of blood gushing out.
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