Twelve years ago in Lan City, in a dilapidated orphanage.

An old man with white hair looked at the little boy in front of him and laughed.

The boy had short blue hair and his delicate face looked as delicate as a porcelain doll. But the indifference in his eyes was enough to freeze everyone close to him.

But even so, he was still a cute boy. But when such a boy appeared in a room full of blood, broken limbs and wreckage, he could not be called cute.

"Hahahaha, I finally found it, I finally found it!" The white-haired old man picked up the boy: "It's you, Qingchan, you are special! Don't feel afraid, don't feel confused, let alone feel guilty.

Because you are born with the power to control their lives. You are the gift given to us by the True God.

From today on, you will be the next leader of the True God Cult.”

But no matter what the old man said, the boy's eyes were still cold. When he looked at the former companions on the ground, there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Day after day, year after year, the boy just stayed in the temple every day, bathed in the hymns, immersed in the hymns of believers. There was no need to exercise, nor did he deliberately become stronger. At some point, his mind grew in himself, increasing, and he had always reached a terrible level.

The instinct of fighting is innate like breathing, and victory has become a habit without realizing it.

Why is this the opponent's weakness in ability? Why choose this opportunity to attack? Why choose close combat? Qing Chan never knew these things, he was just walking according to his feelings. But from the result, his talent was unparalleled.

What is the other party's ability? What is his personality? How can he resist it? Qingchan can understand these things by just a glance. But if he asks him why, he doesn't know.

Just like fish learn to swim and birds learn to fly, everything is so natural. This is Qingchan’s battle, which makes him feel the most boring battle. And as he becomes stronger and stronger, this boredom is also increasing day by day.

In just two years, his ability reached level 4, and then he became the most powerful person in the Quanzhen God Cult. That year, he was only 8 years old.

Looking at the increasingly fearful eyes of the people around him, Qing Chan's heart became more and more irritable. Then he remembered what he did in the orphanage.

So he started the same thing in the temple. At first, it was just sparrows, mantis, spiders, then puppies, kittens, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep. Qing Chan cut off their limbs and watched them bleed to death. He stripped their skins and struggled in pain. Whenever he pierced their hearts with a dagger, Qing Chan could feel a kind of tranquility from the bottom of his heart.

But gradually, the animals could no longer satisfy his bloodthirsty heart. So Qingchan looked at the humans.

He still remembers his first goal, the maid Kama, who cared for his daily life. He had long golden hair, elastic skin, and the plumpness of his chest. Qing Chan still remembers the pleasant scent of shampoo on the other person.

She was so beautiful that Qingchan couldn't help but want to tear her apart. He tortured Kama for a whole night. Then he smashed the other person into pieces and flushed the toilet in more than three hours.

Then Qing Chan became even more out of control, and more and more people were missing, and the entire temple was in fear. Until finally, when the previous leader caught Qing Chan, he pulled off the body of a little girl in his basement.

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"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

A scream brought Qing Chan on the throne back to his senses. He looked at the two people on the ground: "Hmm?"

"Your Majesty, will this evil man be executed now?"

"Kill it."

The ground was lying quietly, his body was covered with his own blood. Looking at the woman standing in front of him, his eyes were full of solemnity.

The woman looked very young and had long black hair. Her snow-white face and slender body made her look docile.

But Chen Dong knew that this feeling was an illusion. After looking at the other party's wet right hand, Chen Dong said in his heart: "Is it a water knife just now? Then this woman is just a water use."

The girl standing in front of him, or the water envoy, looked at him and said, "Don't you want to give up when you look?" As she said that, she raised her right hand again and shot a water line from her palm forward. The water line was very fast and gradually became thicker. She became a high-speed water jet.

The water from the water knife shot out more than fifty meters before it gradually drifted away.

Chen Dong narrowed his eyes and said, "The effective lethality is about 20 meters. The range after 20 meters should not be able to break my defense. But within 20 meters...' Feeling the faint pain in his chest, Chen Dong did not act rashly.

Seeing the water knife handing it toward the moving neck, the smell of water coming from the air became heavier and heavier.

"Stop."

Suddenly, Qing Chan on the throne said.

"Yes." The water made no doubts. Almost as Qing Chan said this, he took off the water knife. He could even feel the cold air emitted by the water vapor around his neck.

He looked at Qing Chan in confusion. Qing Chan also tilted his neck and looked at Chen Dong and said, "I have observed your abilities with my mind before. Can I control my own gravity? You can know this from your action mode.

When the water hit you with a water knife just now, you actually instantly changed your gravity and avoided the vital points. Is the reason why you have to wait there and stay still is looking for opportunities to attack the water envoy and me?"

‘Wanquan was seen through.’ Chen Dong was shocked: ‘My actions were completely seen through.’ Under Qingchan’s eyes, Chen Dong felt that he couldn’t help but get goose bumps all over his body. It was as if he was being watched by a god in the sky. It gave him a feeling of being invisible.

"Although the water knife of the flowing water is very powerful, because of the flowing characteristics of the water, she cannot feel what was being cut. If she had just cut with an ordinary sword, she should have known that she had not really hit you." Qing Chan continued: "I can use the characteristics of the opponent to organize the attack in an instant. I really appreciate your observation and action. How about it? Do you want to be my subordinate?"

"What!" Chen Dong was surprised by Qing Chan's words, and the water envoy on one side seemed to have known that Qing Chan would say this for a long time, and the expression on his face did not change much.

"Don't you understand? Although you were waiting for the opportunity just now, you must have confidence that you can severely damage or even kill me." Qing Chan said: "But that is just your delusion as a mortal. Although you are already very smart, you still don't understand the gap between us."

When Chen Meng heard this, she suddenly felt a layer of something covering her body without knowing it.

Qing Chan's thoughts had retreated from the sky and filled the entire hall again. The huge thoughts were like the ocean to wrap the sinking movements, and also made his heart gradually sink.

"Do you understand?" Qing Chan held his chin and looked at Shen Dong on the ground and said, "You have no other choice except surrender and death."

Chen Dong stood up. Since he had been seen through, he had nothing to pretend. The water knife used by the water just now did just cause him to suffer some skin trauma. Although he had bleeding a little, it actually had little impact on his strength.

But even so, he could no longer raise the slightest fighting spirit when facing a level five-level abilities like Qingchan, especially his only chance.

Just as he was hesitating, a sound suddenly came from the headset.

"Is anyone here? Please report the current situation of the True God Cult headquarters immediately."

"I'm here!" A female voice came from the headset.

Chen Meng heard that this was Leng Hong's voice. Leng Hong continued: "We need support. Qing Chan is a level 5 abilities. The poisonous dragon and I have been seriously injured and need to be rescued immediately."

"Oh? Are you still alive?" The other party's voice seemed to sound surprised, and then various quarrels seemed to be heard there.

Just as Chen Dong didn't know if he was going to talk in front of Qingchan, the other end of the headset had changed the voice of another man. The voice of this person sounded older and more calm, as if he was a person who had long held great power.

He said, "Everyone who is alive will surrender to the True God Church immediately."

"What!" Leng Hong on the other side had to argue, and the other party said directly: "This is an order. Those who are still alive will surrender immediately. Remember not to do anything that annoys the other party. Repeat, this is an order."

Chen Dong sneered. He knew that he had been given up by the top leaders. Speaking of which, how could a few ordinary abilities compare to a level five abilities? He didn't even expect such a simple truth.

‘Yes, a new backer for a level five-level ability person.’

He pulled out the headset and threw it on the ground. Then he knelt down on one knee at Qingchan.

“I want to be your subordinate.”

"Okay." Qing Chan said lightly: "But this time the strong wind, the earth and the fire are dead. Just if you surrender, there will be a shortage of people."

Chen Dong took the initiative to say, "I can persuade my teammates to surrender."
Chapter completed!