Xu Qian's gaze deepened, her decision made.
With a thought, a Combat Knife materialized in her hand.
"Xiao Lu," Xu Qian instructed softly, "When the time comes, you need to unleash your ability to its fullest. He's too powerful."
Xu Lu nodded obediently. His sister had never spoken to him like this before, so this must be someone truly formidable.
The two cautiously approached the source of the sound. The ground was covered in blood, and each step made a squelching noise.
The closer they got, the more distinct the unnerving gnawing sounds became.
Xu Qian narrowed her eyes and peered inside. She saw a man and a woman crouched on the ground.
Their hands were covered in blood as they forcefully tore into the corpse's chest, pulling out intestines and stuffing them into their mouths.
The man tilted his head back in enjoyment, while the woman let out a chilling, laughter.
Xu Qian's stomach churned. She averted her gaze and saw bodies piled layer upon layer within, blood flowing across the floor.
This must have been a lounge. The once neat beds were now askew, indicating a brutal battle had taken place here.
She turned and exchanged a look with Xu Lu.
Xu Lu understood. White light ignited on his hands.
Hearing the noise, Wang Xingde slowly turned his head. His hair was still sparse and greasy, and half his face was smeared with blood.
He looked terrifying.
Suddenly, he curled his lips into a sinister smile.
Even with his face obscured, she recognized those cold eyes.
"Xu Qian, long time no see."
Xu Qian had no desire to waste words. She moved, raising her knife and slashing at him.
Wang Xingde showed no fear. He was immortal; no blade could harm him.
He wasn't afraid of abilities either. In this world, he was invincible.
Wang Xingde casually blocked, as he always did, using his arm to parry the attack.
However, as the blade flashed, a chill ran down his arm, and his forearm fell away.
Wang Xingde's eyes widened in disbelief. No one had ever been able to hurt him before…
The woman noticed the severed limb. A flicker of vengeful satisfaction crossed her eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed the arm, beginning to gnaw on it.
Wang Xingde roared in anger, "You idiot! Give me back my arm!!"
The woman completely ignored him and continued gnawing in a corner.
Xu Qian gave them no time to react. With a flick of her wrist, she turned and aimed to cut off his legs.
This time, Wang Xingde wasn't so foolish. He quickly dodged, flames igniting in his eyes.
He would kill her!! No one else was allowed to be more powerful than him in this world.
She absolutely could not be allowed to exist.
"Ahhh—"
Wang Xingde lunged at her, no longer relying on abilities but on his resilient body and his power to revive infinitely.
He charged with such speed that the air seemed to rip into tiny shreds.
Xu Qian was about to dodge when she realized she couldn't move at all.
What was happening?
"Xiao Lu!!"
Suddenly, Wang Xingde froze in place. White light appeared behind him.
His skin and internal organs slowly began to dissolve, his upper body melting into chunks of white bone.
Xu Lu intensified his power, directly melting the bones.
With a thud, he collapsed to the ground, becoming a skeleton. Except for his head and shoulders, his body was hollow, leaving only his legs.
Wang Xingde's eyes widened, unable to comprehend the fact of his death.
Xu Qian breathed a sigh of relief. "Xiao Lu, melt him completely."
If he wasn't completely dissolved, she feared he would revive again.
"Hehehehehe…"
A familiar laughter echoed.
The woman crouching in the corner turned around, revealing a grotesquely ugly face. She wore a filthy lab coat, her hair dishevelled and obscuring her eyes.
But the most terrifying thing wasn't that. She had no mouth…
Or rather, her lips were gone, leaving only a flap of skin that opened and closed.
She protruded a half-red tongue, a truly horrific sight.