"Yes, you never have!"

"Yes……"

His tone lengthened and his movements slowed down.

Then, he yelled crazily.

"You never have!"

He stamped on its body crazily, stamping hard, and it groaned vigorously.

"You are just creatures who take pleasure in killing!"

From its back to its waist, it was brutally ravaged, and it begged feebly.

"I only know how to kill, but I am afraid of death. I like to bully the weak, but I am afraid of being bullied!"

"Can you see in your eyes the pleading of the people you killed?"

"Have you ever regretted killing?"

"So, you will go to hell with your killings, and the people you killed..."

"Go and apologize!"

In the end, its lower body's thighs, legs, and feet were all reduced to pieces...even its muscles were so rotten and paralyzed that it was covered in meat paste and green color.

The monster is still moaning desperately, but its struggle has now evolved into spasms and twitches. Not a single bone in its body is intact, and all of them were shattered under the trampling of this demon.

"Finally, is there anything else you want to say?"

He put his feet on its back shoulders and gently lifted its head with his hands.

"With those guys who were brutally killed by you, do you feel any regret? If you do, I will let you go..."

He said softly, but his hands exploded with astonishing strength, and his five fingers had clamped down on the cervical vertebrae behind his neck.

It groaned feebly without any answer.

"Really? There's nothing. That's such a pity... I only felt uncomfortable for a few minutes because of that guy."

"So, this is a waste of my feelings, for you creatures who only know how to kill."

Having said this, he punched it hard on the head, only to hear a crack, and its head was penetrated to the end by his entire arm, and then penetrated through the forehead.

He held a ball of white material the size of a steamed bun in his hand. As soon as it left its head, the white material turned into a ball of black water that exuded a rotten smell.

Immediately afterwards, the hand on the back of the neck also crushed its cervical vertebrae, and its head was completely removed.

Then, it was thrown to the other side of the classroom, but the blood was still spreading, and it looked really ferocious.

His muscles began to atrophy, no, in other words, they were returning to their original state. In just a few seconds, both his height and muscles returned to normal, except that the clothes on his upper body were torn and he looked slightly thinner.

But it's an unusual standard.

Afterwards, he leaned weakly against the remains of the wall, his chest heaving violently and his breathing unusually rapid.

He smiled helplessly and gradually raised his blood-stained hands, "What's the difference between me and them? Isn't this killing?"

"What qualifications do I have?"

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the smell of concrete and stone, which was very strange.

At this time, his originally smiling face suddenly stopped, and there was a kind of cruelty in his eyes.

"But, whoever wants to kill me, I will never make it easy for him!"

He gritted his teeth viciously and squeezed out these sounds. At the same time, crackling gunshots began to be heard in the distance. Along with the gunshots, there were bursts of crazy and huge roars.
Chapter completed!