"Do it! All of you, do it!!"
Zuo Wu roared and flung out two balls of fire, setting the entire wooden house ablaze, the blazing flas roaring. Yet he didn’t even need to speak, as the little girl wrapped in black mist took the initiative!
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Mu Wanqiu, enveloped in black mist, wore a cold expression, looking at everyone in the house as if they were re ants.
In an instant, she darted left and right.
From within the black mist ca a heart-palpitating roar, as if a real life was lurking inside—
Three seconds, or perhaps even shorter!
Splashes of fresh blood erupted inside the house, creating a scene both eerie and bloody, striking fear into hearts. This girl seed like the illegitimate child of the "Netherworld King," completely dominating the lives within the black mist.
"Damn... my gun, where’s my gun!?"
After flinging out the flas, Zuo Wu quickly retreated, greed clouding his mind, but reason told him that to deal with this little girl, he needed so serious firepower; his own Transcendent ability was rely for show and of no real use here.
So, he trembled as he reached for his gun. After all these years of toil, he had accumulated so wealth... the most valuable possession on him was a gun loaded with a magazine full of red-silver bullets.
If hit by this thing, even a Transcendent at the level of "Bishop Qu" would be severely injured!
The door was right behind him, but he didn’t run, because this was the last chance to "capture alive" this freak. If he left this narrow house, with this monster’s terrifying speed, he’d likely miss his shot!
The black mist almost enveloped the entire wooden house.
The fire roared ferociously.
In the darkness... the girl suddenly ca to a halt.
She tilted her head, looking in the direction of Zuo Wu, her eyes turning from cold to curious.
"Calm..."
"Calm..."
Zuo Wu took a deep breath.
He had already grasped the gun at his waist, and just as the gunfire burst from the barrel, the wooden door behind him shattered. Two hands pierced through the wooden panels, twisting sharply against his neck on both sides.
"Bang!"
The gunshot exploded, and due to the last mont’s impact, the red-silver bullet missed its target.
His neck was twisted.
Zuo Wu limply collapsed...
And then, the wooden door he leaned against, on the verge of breaking, was gently pushed open by soone with courtesy.
The little girl wrapped in black mist still maintained her head-tilting, staring posture.
What she had been staring at was never Zuo Wu.
But rather the person behind the door.
"Nice to et you for the first ti."
The little girl’s eyes were sowhat dazed.
In her vision, the person who pushed the door open, like her, was wrapped in ominous black mist.
Gu Shen squatted down, looking at the little girl enveloped in black mist.
"Swoosh!"
As the two closed in, the Judge-awakened Mu Wanqiu, following her innate instincts, aid punch after punch at Gu Shen’s head in an instant.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The dozen punches whipped up a gust, directly punching countless holes into the stone walls of the chapel several ters away...
Yet the black mist dispersed.
Gu Shen remained squatting, his posture seemingly unchanged, as if he hadn’t moved at all, but in reality, each of her punches had landed precisely, only he was faster than Mu Wanqiu, and significantly so.
"Truly worthy of being a Judge..."
Gu Shen chuckled and earnestly said, "If I got hit, it would’ve hurt, huh?"
At the last mont.
He chose to intervene in this dream.
Gu Shen glanced around; the wooden house was drenched with blood, the flas roared fiercely, yet the most important woman was still alive, Aunt Ai had protected herself well, hiding in the corner at the first sign of the battle.
Gu Shen breathed a sigh of relief.
He extended a hand, placing it on Mu Wanqiu’s head, maintaining a very safe distance.
Due to the reach of his arm, at that mont, no matter how hard Mu Wanqiu punched, she couldn’t hit him.
Looking at the fierce little creature with clawed limbs, he smacked his lips and lanted, "To be honest... in your current form, you’re just a bit cuter than when you grow up."
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(PS: Sorry everyone, I might not finish this Chapter today, but I’ve updated 17,000 words today, and I’ll continue to burst forth like this tomorrow.)
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