Chapter 612 Gentlemen, This Is a War

The flames dissipated.

The silent stadium reappeared, and there was only a pile of black ashes at the feet of the eyes.

"Woo... ah..."

If you look carefully, you can still see sparks that flicker on and off among the burnt ashes, and accompanied by these sparks, there is also Sorin's wailing.

This is the punishment Fang Zheng gave her.

Generally speaking, the general procedure for Fangzheng to burn firewood is to directly use the initial fire to burn the other party completely, then bring the firewood back to the fire-passing sacrificial field, and then go through the steps of "squeezing" and "refining" of the fire of the soul. It is transformed into "energy" that can be used to keep the soul fire burning.

But this time, Fangzheng didn't ask Sorin to follow this procedure, he directly used the entire process on Sorin's body --- a living person.

This also means that Sorin will "enjoy" the whole process, she will experience her soul and body being burned by the initial fire, and then carry out all the steps of "squeezing" and "refining"—to put it bluntly, this It's like a person has experienced the whole process of being executed by Ling Chi from the beginning to the end, and then being thrown into the blender and ground into minced meat.

What's even more frightening is that during this process, she "absolutely" will not pass out, nor will she be able to escape from all of this.

As a result, Thorin collapsed.

There was only the last spark left in her soul, and at this moment, Sorin even lost the thought of cursing and begging for mercy. With the remaining spark, the only thing that could be heard was her faint scream.

"No...please...don't..."

"call………"

A gust of wind blew by, and in Fangzheng's eyes, the last spark disappeared. At the same time, Sorin's voice disappeared amidst the wind.

And at this moment, suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Oh, I really didn't expect Sorin to die so badly..."

Fang Zheng turned his head and looked behind him. On the railing not far behind him, a teenager in uniform and shorts was sitting there with a smile on his face, staring at Fangzheng and the black ashes at his feet.

"Although it's not unexpected, but it's unbelievable that you have such a powerful force. It seems that the major really underestimated you..."

But the boy didn't finish his words. The next moment, the upper half of his head flew up as if the lid was lifted, leaving only his tongue still trembling on the gums. And the boy who lost half of his head also swayed from side to side, and then fell backwards to the ground with a "plop".

Fangzheng looked at the corpse coldly, flicked his right hand, and restored the big sword in his hand to its original state. But what Fangzheng didn't expect was that just as he turned around, that voice appeared again.

"I said, your temper is too big. It's not good to hit as soon as you say."

Hearing this voice again, Fangzheng frowned, then turned his head to look. I saw the boy from before reappeared on the other side of the auditorium, watching him with a smile on his face. Seeing this scene, Fangzheng turned his head hastily to check the boy's body again—to his surprise, the body that should have been lying there had disappeared at some point.

"Don't be so surprised."

Seeing Fangzheng's expression, the boy giggled.

"I'm everywhere, and I'm not anywhere... In fact, I was just sent by the major to check the situation, but brother, your power is also very interesting. The doctor wanted to destroy her after he realized something was wrong, but I didn't expect to be unable to detect Sorin's signal, which is really strange, just now, little brother, where did you take her?"

"This is a commercial secret."

Fangzheng stared at the young man in front of him coldly. He could feel that the other party was indeed very strange. It seemed that he would only appear when he observed it. But on the other hand, if one's attention is taken away from him, then he will disappear immediately. To put it simply, this young man seems to be something that moves between fantasy and reality.

If Fangzheng still has the time-manipulating power of Time Dragon, then he can easily kill this guy. As long as the boy's existence time is always fixed at the point where he was observed, then Fangzheng can directly kill him . But it's a pity that the current Fangzheng has not recovered the power to manipulate time. After burning the woman named Sorin, his system restoration progress has only reached 45%, or even less than 50%. And what Fangzheng has recovered so far is basically only the physical strength of the dragon race and the swarm, and the special power they possess is still in the seal.

"What's your business?"

Since he couldn't completely kill the other party, Fang Zheng asked straightforwardly. Hearing Fangzheng's question, the boy grinned.

"Actually, I'm just here to pass the message on behalf of the major..."

While speaking, I saw the young man standing on the railing, then he bent down and made an inviting gesture.

"Welcome to our world, Mr. Fangzheng, it's been hard work for you to come from afar. As the host, we have also prepared a warm gift for all the guests who came from afar... Please accept it, then, Hope you all had a great night!"

After saying this, I saw the boy doing a backflip in front of Fang, and then disappeared without a trace.

but………

"A nice evening?"

Watching the direction in which the boy disappeared, Fang Zheng suddenly had a rather bad premonition. Obviously, since they came here, their every move has been under the surveillance of the other party. Although this was within Fang Zheng's expectations, the current situation seemed to be worse than he had imagined.

Wait, could it be that...

"Boom, boom..."

At this moment, Fangzheng suddenly heard the roar of helicopters in the distant night sky, and then he saw three military helicopters appearing from the sky and approaching the sky above his head. Fangzheng was shrouded in it. At the same time, from the emergency exits around, hundreds of police and soldiers in body armor rushed in with weapons in hand, aiming at the target in front of them.

"...It's actually playing this game."

Looking at the enemies in front of him who were clearly not dead but living, Fangzheng sighed. Then he directly reached out and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and then pressed the phone number.

Soon, Integra's voice sounded.

"What's wrong? Fangzheng?"

"I was surrounded by what looked like Brazilian police and military guys."

Fangzheng looked at the soldiers around him, and said nonchalantly.

"What should I do now? The other side seems to have infiltrated the country's military and political high-level. If it goes too far, it will be very troublesome. Do I need to raise my hand and surrender? Or..."

Having said this, the corners of Fangzheng's mouth curled up slightly.

"...Let me solve this problem in my own way?"

“…………………”

This time, Integula didn't answer immediately, and she spoke after a while.

"Just now, the police in Rio de Janeiro launched a raid on Akkad and the others in the name of killing hotel staff and taking hostages."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Fangzheng frowned.

"The result? I don't think Akad is the kind of guy who negotiates with them."

"...the mobile team is completely wiped out."

Speaking of this, Integula's voice was a little excited, but soon, she calmed down again.

"My order has not changed! Always in effect! Complete your mission!"

"Search and Destroy, received, miss."

Having said this, Fangzheng turned off his phone and looked up. At this moment, the police and soldiers have completely surrounded the entire stadium. And the helicopter in the distance has already begun to descend, ready to fight.

"So………"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of Fangzheng's mouth twitched slightly.

"Just let me do it my way."