56: Chapter 56 One Thousand Four Hundred Deaths - Part 2
Qin Xiaogan's flesh began to grow continuously in an extremely bizarre and frantic manner, as if driven by an irrepressible force.
However, the rate of his flesh's growth was completely unable to keep up with the frantic tearing speed of the Pain Clones.
Whenever a small piece of flesh managed to grow, it would be swiftly devoured in the blink of an eye by those Pain Clones, who were like starving wolves.
Qin Xiaogan suddenly and without warning extended his arm, which was now reduced to nothing but ghastly white bone.
That skeletal arm looked exceptionally horrifying, radiating an aura that chilled one to the bone.
Following this, he slammed it fiercely toward a clawing, snarling Pain Clone.
In an instant, a loud "bang" could be heard.
That clone didn't even have time to make a sound before it was blasted into countless fine fragments, like a fragile sand sculpture, which drifted and scattered all around.
Suddenly, the movements of those Pain Clones stalled abruptly, as if a pause button had been pressed, and they all froze in place.
Qin Xiaogan looked somewhat embarrassed: "He has already killed me once; one shouldn't be greedy."
Then, he waved his hand and said casually: "You may continue."
Upon hearing this, the Pain Clones looked at each other, their eyes revealing a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
But in just an instant, the ferocious expressions on their faces became even more intense, as if they wanted to release all of their anger.
Following that, these Pain Clones, as if having received some unified command, launched a frantic assault on Qin Xiaogan that was several times more violent than before.
Seeing this, a strange glimmer flashed in Qin Xiaogan's eyes.
"Use the blood of pain to water the flower of death."
[Congratulations to the host for completing 203 deaths]
[Attribute points + 20]
[Congratulations to the host for completing 204 deaths]
[Attribute points + 20]
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[Congratulations to the host for completing 1400 deaths]
[Attribute points accumulating...]
[+ 23960]
[Achievement completed: 500 deaths]
[Achievement completed: 1000 deaths]
[Rewards are being integrated...]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the unique trait — Avici]
[Avici: No time, no cause and effect, return to the past, tunnel to the future!]
[crown of death — Authority of Reincarnation unsealed!]
Time tunneling...
Qin Xiaogan's expression was complex.
As expected.
Return to the past, tunnel to the future.
The massacre of the Qin Family is probably not that simple.
I'm afraid only the Time King knows the truth.
Meanwhile.
Around Qin Xiaogan, those clones formed from pain were still tirelessly tearing at his flesh.
Flesh flew, and black mist surged.
It was a scene straight out of the Avici Hell; no matter who saw it, it would send an instant chill down their spine.
Qin Xiaogan looked impatient.
Just then, the faint phantom hovering above his head performed a simple flicking motion.
Instantly, a terrifying wave of light was ejected from its fingertip.
It rushed toward the Pain Clones at a shocking speed, as if it wanted to devour everything completely.
"Bang!" That light wave carried the force of ten thousand tons, crashing into the middle of them like a heavy artillery shell, emitting a dull and heart-palpitating boom, as if it were about to shatter that space into pieces.
In an instant, all the Pain Clones were reduced to a pile of fine black powder, drifting and falling all over the ground.
The black mist that had originally lingered in the sky also gradually dissipated like a receding tide along with the disappearance of the Pain Clones.
The refugees kneeling outside the city all raised their heads, gazing at the sky that was as blue as a gemstone.
In that moment, a myriad of complex emotions surged in their hearts, and they were overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
Never before had this sky appeared so beautiful and moving.
It was like a stunning beauty with a face that could topple kingdoms, revealing a charming and warm smile to them, filling their hearts with joy and solace.
From within the crowd of refugees, bursts of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted.
"The great True God is so merciful; it is the True God who saved us."
"Rescuing us from disaster, I will offer everything I have to the True God without reservation!" someone shouted excitedly.
"We are finally saved! It really is a god, the god has manifested!" another person yelled excitedly.
"Mom, I want to be as powerful as the True God when I grow up, so we won't have to go hungry anymore and can eat until we're full."
A childish voice came from the crowd; it was a child speaking to his haggard-looking mother.
This haggard mother gazed at her son in her arms with great affection, and an unbearable, wrenching pain suddenly surged in her heart.
With hot tears welling in her eyes, she said slowly: "Son, the True God is an incomparably kind deity. We were able to survive entirely by relying on Him. You must strive to become a kind person in the future; only then will the True God continue to look after us."
"Yeah!"
The child nodded vigorously, his innocent eyes filled with deep longing and reverence for the deity.
Little did they know, the owner of this phantom was the true nightmare of the world.
Qin Xiaogan had no time to pay attention to the enthusiastic cheers of the refugees below.
Because right before his eyes, amidst the piles of powder, there were streaks of faint golden light, and this peculiar sight instantly captured his full attention.
Qin Xiaogan waved his right hand violently, and from the piles of powder, thousands of spheres flashing with dazzling golden light shot out instantly, like little brilliant stars dancing in mid-air.
Qin Xiaogan curled his lips.
Soul Orbs?
Truly a timely rain.
My subordinates are lacking in strength, and with this batch of Soul Orbs, the Four Kings Pavilion can truly take root in the Great Zhou.
In the future, I won't have to do everything myself.
The Grand Chancellor is truly a gift-giving boy.
I must repay him well.
Subsequently, two beams of dark light shot out from Qin Xiaogan's eyes, darting straight toward the sky.
Immediately after, an extremely shrill dog bark came from the sky, a sound that seemed to carry endless pain and resentment.
Soon, a trembling black shadow slowly emerged.
Qin Xiaogan's expression froze instantly.
Uh, this?
The black shadow in the sky was curled into a ball.
He looked closely.
Good heavens.
It was actually a huge black dog.
Big Face (Grand Chancellor), who devoured several cities in the south and left the Great Zhou helpless for a time, was actually a pitch-black, silly dog?