Chapter 432 Blackstone Palace
Wen Wen held Huo Zuyi's scarred face in his hands, lifted it up, licked his lips and thought about how to deal with him.
There was already an inhuman corpse lying on the ground, which belonged to a jailer. He was Wen Wen's first victim, because he was the first to scream out of fright.
As soon as the troubled man held by Wen Wen was so frightened that he couldn't think, and profusely pooped, the usual Wen Wen would definitely dislike him, but now he enjoys this appearance very much.
Wen Wen's right eyelid trembled suddenly. This was Wen Wen's own resistance to not wanting to lose control, but he could usually suppress the resistance of his perverted self, but now he could only make his eyelid tremble.
If there is no accident, Wen Wen will continue to indulge in brutal killings until he destroys himself or finds a new desire.
But at this moment, a change occurred, and the robe of the disaster warden was draped on Wen Wen's body out of thin air, and the rich materialized black energy dispelled the red mist on Wen Wen's body and bound Wen Wen.
The calamity glove appeared automatically, and the black area on it also began to expand, and finally covered Wen Wen's whole body, making Wen Wen look like he was wearing a black tights.
The red mist was fiercely resisting the black power, but to no avail, it could only be slowly annihilated.
In the depths of Wen Wen's soul, there is a special place. This is the place where the power of every superpower comes from, and where the remnant spirits of the strong who make the superpowers gain abilities live.
At this time, it was like a cave of flesh and blood, a huge red monster was laughing wildly and meaninglessly, it was the remnant spirit that symbolized Wen Wen's super power!
This monster is ten meters tall, with three heads, seven hands and thirteen legs, and countless red tails behind it. Every face has the same expression—a twisted and crazy smile!
On its body, there is no symmetrical beauty, just like a creature that has been randomly spliced. The red color on its body is not the color of the skin, but because it has no skin!
Before it died, it was the singer of the desolate temple in the depths of the inner world. Its only task was to sing hoarse, ugly and meaningless songs day and night.
This song that ordinary people would go crazy as long as they hear it is the lullaby of the sleeping existence in the depths of the temple, which can prolong its sleeping time as much as possible.
In this incomparably huge temple, it is not a special existence. There are tens of thousands of singers like it here, and every race in the inner world can be found in the temple.
That sleeping existence has no name, no thinking, no fixed body and soul, but no race in the world can ignore its existence!
Because once he wakes up from a deep sleep, he will actively destroy all life and matter that he can find, no matter what camp those things belong to, and whether they are hostile to him or not.
And in the inner world, few people can stop him, because he himself is one of the eight supreme masters who support the entire inner world!
Lord of Slaughter and Destruction, God of Madness and Chaos, Nameless King, Enemy of All!
The blood-colored monster sang non-stop for a hundred years in that temple. Under the influence of the Unknown King, it changed from a powerful warrior to a distorted monster.
It would have continued to warp into the unspeakable, and finally merged into the pool of blood at the Temple of the Nameless King.
But by chance, it came to the real world through a passage.
The first thing the distorted it did when it stepped into reality was to start killing indiscriminately, and the Hunter Association paid a huge price to completely kill it.
Its source of power and remnants are floating in the real world, looking for a carrier that can carry its crazy power.
There are still a few crazy remnant spirits like it, but only those with the physique of the Wen family are suitable for them to board, so they drift unconsciously in the world, waiting for the Wen family to awaken...
Now that Wen Wen has finally awakened, it has become the power of this body.
Before Wen Wen reaches the disaster level, all its power belongs to Wen Wen, and it cannot interfere with Wen Wen.
But this power itself is polluted, and it is a power distorted by the supreme master. No matter how strong Wen Wen's will is, he can't restrain this desire to kill!
And the killing process was the carnival of this scarlet monster, it sang ugly songs to celebrate Wen Wen's killing.
At this moment, the carnival flesh and blood cave suddenly fell silent, and then became completely pitch black, without any light at all.
It went completely dark for about a second, and then his sight returned to normal. Outside the Flesh and Flesh Cave, a figure in a black robe appeared.
The robe on this figure is somewhat similar to Wen Wen's robe of the Disaster Prisoner, but it looks more frugal at first glance, and there seems to be a strange brilliance flowing on every thread on it.
Every time he takes a step forward, this space will turn black once, and after recovery, part of the Flesh and Flesh Cave will turn into black stones.
When the man in black walked to the entrance of the cave, the Flesh and Flesh Cave had completely disappeared and turned into a palace made of huge black stones!
The man in black walked into the palace calmly, step by step towards the throne in the palace!
The blood-colored monster's eyes widened, without thinking, it rushed towards the man in black.
If it is another residual spirit, they will definitely think about why there should be someone else in this place where it should be alone, and why the domain that belongs to it has become different.
But the scarlet monster only had instinct and didn't think about it, so it attacked without hesitation.
However, when its claws were about to catch the man in black, it stopped, and then the first emotion other than killing appeared in its heart in thousands of years, and that was—fear!
It was polluted by the nameless king, it shouldn't be afraid of anything, but the man in black in front of him...
The man in black bypassed the blood-colored monster standing there, stepped onto the steps, and sat on the throne with a calm expression, ignoring the blood-colored monster.
A series of black chains bound the blood-colored monster, kneading its body into a ball the size of an eyeball. The ball flew into the hands of the man in black, and he played with it one after another.
The black palace, the man in black robe on the throne, and the red beads in his hands constitute a strange picture scroll, and this scene seems to be eternal.
...
When the blood-colored monster turned into a ball, Wen Wen came to his senses. He put down his scarred face, touched his face and was dazed for a while.
He remembered the whole process of becoming a blood-colored monster, all his thoughts at that time, and the feeling when he killed the jailer. It was so cool, so good that he even wanted to experience it again!
"Is that my ability..."
Wen Wen laughed at himself and shook his head, Blight was driven away, his arrogance was put away, but he lost control again and killed someone.
"People like me... really deserve to die..."