The torrential rain poured down.
The tal roof clattered loudly, like drumming on a battlefield, dense and rhythmic.
Occasionally, a blinding flash of lightning ripped through the night sky, briefly illuminating the inside of the slaughterhouse.
Grotesque iron hooks hung from the beams, and fragnts of at and heaps of corpses littered the ground.
The air was thick with an overpoweringly nauseating stench of blood.
A few fragnted barks, shredded by the wind and rain, intermittently echoed, akin to wailing.
In the darkness, two shadowy figures clashed at a speed that exceeded normal human vision, constantly colliding.
Each collision resounded with a muffled "bang," occasionally mixed with the ear-piercing screech of twisting, deforming tal.
One of the figures was clearly at a disadvantage, stumbling backward continuously.
The iron racks along the way were smashed and scattered, clanging loudly.
Even the stainless steel butchering table was deeply dented, groaning relentlessly.
The retreating figure let out a beast-like roar of pain and anger.
The other figure pursued relentlessly, like a maggot clinging to bone, with fierce and continuous attacks.
Each strike was precise and bone-crushing, targeting vital points with no rcy.
Blood splattered in all directions, leaving shocking stains on the cold walls.
Bang!
Another thunderous crash, as if a battering ram had struck a thick leather sandbag.
The figure that was retreating flew backward like a cannonball.
With a mighty crash, it smashed through the opposite wall of the slaughterhouse.
Rubble and bricks sprayed like hailstones.
A huge, irregular hole gaped in the wall.
The cold night wind, mixed with bean-sized raindrops, madly poured in through the hole.
The blood water and scattered at pieces on the ground began to swirl in the dim slaughterhouse.
Fang Cheng braved the wind and rain, landing steadily on the ground.
He raised his hands in front of him, blocking the onslaught of rain while adopting a standard high guard stance.
His gaze was sharp as a drawn blade, piercing through his fists, aid at the shadowy hole in the wall.
Drip, drip.
A few drops of Blood Bead trickled down from the edge of the black raincoat’s hood, obscuring part of his vision.
Outside the slaughterhouse, the storm raged even more fiercely.
The raindrops fell so densely it seed like they were being poured from the sky, fiercely hitting the muddy ground, splashing countless muddy water droplets.
Trees in the distance swayed violently in the wind, emitting mournful howls like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
At this mont.
A more primal, savage aura than before suddenly burst from the darkness beyond the hole.
"Awoo—"
The beastly howl ripped through the curtain of rain, carrying endless anger and reluctance, vibrating painfully in one’s eardrums.
Two points of eerie green light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black rainy night, emitting a chilling sense of dread.
"Very well, you have successfully angered !"
The hoarse, distorted, and inhuman growl reached Fang Cheng’s ears clearly.
Before the voice faded, an even more swift shadow charged through the hole, back into the room at an astonishing pace.
The fierce wind brought with it an overwhelming, suffocating stench of blood.
Crack!
Lightning suddenly flashed, illuminating the pouncing figure.
At this mont, Chen Rui had completely shed his human form.
On all fours, his shoulders and back were hunched high, muscles knotty and bulging, with his body covered by a rough, rugged layer of dark skin and fur.
His head had morphed into a bloodthirsty wolf, with a protruding snout and exposed fangs.
Saliva mixed with blood dripped continuously from his grinning mouth.
His ghostly green beast eyes were as large as copper bells, locked fiercely onto Fang Cheng, filled with undisguised murderous intent.
From certain angles.
He had fully transford into a werewolf-like creature!
Fang Cheng’s expression remained unchanged, his right fist slightly pulled back, poised to strike.
The muscles in his arm, hidden in the raincoat sleeve, bulged and swelled, veins protruding.
anwhile, Chen Rui’s rapidly charging body continued to swell as if inflating.
If soone with the ability of a Spiritual Visionary were present, they would clearly see it.
In the slaughterhouse, threads of ghastly green energy light were forcibly extracted from the corpses of the once mighty hounds.
Like countless tributaries converging into a sea, they poured ceaselessly into Chen Rui’s body.
The massive dog corpses visibly shriveled at a speed discernible to the naked eye.
Behind Chen Rui’s hunched back, countless twisted shadows roared madly, emitting vicious shouts.
At this mont, it was as if the dying grudges and remnant Strength of dozens of ferocious hounds had completely rged into him.
Shrrip—
Accompanied by the violent sound of the air tearing, Chen Rui’s four limbs suddenly kicked off the ground, his crouched body leaping high.
Both hands, like beastly claws, viciously targeted Fang Cheng’s head!
In this strike, he used all his might, confident enough to tear through a steel plate.
The brave words once ringing in his ears were now being crushed in an almost one-sided rampage.
The deep-seated arrogance and pride had now transford into an overwhelming fury and bone-eating killing intent.
He was determined to regain face, using the most primal and brutal way.
To prove to the naless enemy before him just how terrifyingly powerful he had beco!
Fang Cheng stood unmoved, his legs as if rooted into the ground.
At this mont, it seed as if his heart had transford into a super engine at full throttle, rapidly pumping hot, lava-like blood to every part of his body.
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