111: Chapter 111 Vampire

Lightning surged out from White Face's body, following Wang Lin's Tentacles and rushing toward Wang Lin's body.

Wang Lin's body was immediately covered in a layer of grayish-white light [Petrification].

The Petrification skin was like a thin layer of armor, like a hard shell.

The lightning struck the Petrification skin, exploding, crackling loudly, and sending sparks flying everywhere.

The corners of White Face's mouth curled up: "It's useless!"

"Under my suicide move, even if you use Petrification, one hundred thousand volts of lightning can still break through your Petrification!"

White Face became even more frantic: "This is the ultimate move of the LV6 Lightning Superpower!"

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too careless! You should have just killed me directly!"

The lightning became even more ferocious; the electric light engulfed Wang Lin's body and engulfed his Petrification skin.

The crackling, explosions, and thunderous roars blended together, like a thousand bombs exploding at the same time.

Su Wan and Shen Yuan, standing to the side, were both stunned.

Su Wan said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Wang... he..."

Shen Yuan also said in shock: "It's over... it's over... Young Master Wang, he..."

Facing the one hundred thousand volts of lightning, they could only stand in place, watching the lightning explode on Wang Lin's body, with sparks flying everywhere.

Their hearts were in their throats, and there was only one thought in their minds: Young Master Wang, you cannot die.

The lightning lasted for a few seconds, then stopped.

The electric light dissipated, the crackling sound vanished, and silence returned to the corridor.

White Face lay on the ground; he had exhausted the very last bit of energy in his body.

His complexion was as pale as a dead person's, but his eyes were still open, and his pupils had already begun to dilate.

He forced his eyes open, looking at Wang Lin, looking at that V3 kid who had humiliated him.

He wanted to watch Wang Lin die, wanted to watch Wang Lin die under his own lightning, so that he could die in peace.

The Petrification effect on Wang Lin's body began to fade.

The grayish-white light receded from Wang Lin's body, and the Petrification skin returned to its normal color, revealing the Wang Lin beneath.

White Face's eyes widened even further; he wanted to see Wang Lin's charred skin, his smoking body, and see him fall down.

But what he saw was an unscathed Wang Lin.

No charring, no smoke, and he had not fallen.

Wang Lin stood there, still wearing a smile on his face, with no injuries on his body, not even a single scar.

White Face opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

But he saw Wang Lin's posture.

One of Wang Lin's feet was lifted into the air, suspended mid-air, standing on only one foot.

White Face was stunned; he didn't understand, why did Wang Lin have one foot raised? Why did his lightning have no effect? Why was Wang Lin still alive?

Wang Lin looked down at him, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly: "Forget it, since you're going to die anyway, I'll let you die knowing why."

"First, the physics teacher said that stone does not conduct electricity; I already mentioned that just now."

He pointed to the skin on his body, then pointed to the gravel on the ground, "Secondly, I raised one foot. Because that way, the lightning wouldn't form a circuit through my body."

"The lightning entered through my Tentacles, passed through my body, and then flowed into the ground from my foot."

"I was just a conductor, not a container. The lightning just passed through me and didn't stay inside my body."

The arc of Wang Lin's mouth widened a little: "Remember one thing..."

"Study math, physics, and chemistry well, and you can travel the world without fear—that's what the physics teacher said."

He laughed, a wide smile, so wide that his eyes squinted into slits, so wide that the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, so wide that his whole body was trembling.

White Face looked at him, his breathing growing weaker, his heartbeat slowing down.

He finally died, the seed of the Lightning Superpower curled up in his dantian, like a dying star.

A Tentacle wrapped around it, pulling it out from White Face's body.

The yellow light flowed along the Tentacle, into Wang Lin's palm, his blood vessels, and finally into his dantian.

Lightning Superpower: One of the top-tier elemental Superpowers, capable of shooting electric arcs, high-frequency vibration, and catching a laser sword.

This Superpower, Wang Lin now possessed.

Wang Lin closed his eyes, feeling that power.

The yellow Lightning Superpower, inside his body, gradually turned purple.

... On the other side, Liu Kun walked out of a door.

His clothes were blown to shreds, hanging on his body in tatters.

He was missing one wing, severed at the root, revealing the bones and blood vessels inside.

His right hand was charred, fingers curled, like a branch scorched by fire.

At this moment, Liu Kun's eyes were glowing red; he was severely injured and had to recover from his wounds before encountering Wang Lin.

His Mental Energy was constantly spread out, as if he were searching for something.

Suddenly he moved, walking toward a room.

There were three people in the room. They were employees of Miracle Company, all at LV4 level, and they were rummaging for things.

Liu Kun was like a black bolt of lightning, instantly rushing over.

That charred hand grabbed the first person's neck.

Fingers tightened, nails embedded into the person's skin, and blood seeped out from the wound.

The person's eyes widened suddenly, mouth opened, and their body began to tremble. Not because of pain, but because of fear.

He looked at Liu Kun, looking at that pale, scar-covered face. "You... who are you..."

Liu Kun did not answer. His mouth opened, and his teeth bit into the person's neck.

Blood sprayed from the wound, splashing onto Liu Kun's face. The person's scream rang out, a sound like a pig being slaughtered.

Blood flowed out from his neck, flowing into Liu Kun's mouth.

Liu Kun's eyes lit up, like a hungry Vampire.

The person's body became softer and softer, more and more shriveled. His body lost support and collapsed softly onto the ground, like an abandoned doll, and finally, the person died.

Liu Kun let him go and turned to look at the other two people.

The other two people had already run to the doorway, their feet already crossing the threshold. But Liu Kun was faster than them, instantly rushing in front of them.

His left hand grabbed the second person's collar, dragging him back from the doorway; his right hand's teeth bit into the third person's neck, and blood sprayed out again.

The second person wanted to struggle, but Liu Kun's strength was too great; he couldn't take a single step.

Liu Kun's teeth bit into his neck, and blood flowed into Liu Kun's mouth again.

Their bodies also began to soften, turn pale, and shrivel. Their pupils dilated, mouths still open, but there was no sound anymore.

Three people, in less than ten seconds, were all drained dry, turning into three shriveled corpses.

Liu Kun stood between the three corpses, looking at his own charred hand. The wound was healing at a Speed visible to the naked eye.

A few seconds later, the wound disappeared, leaving not even a scar.

He looked at his wing; a new membrane wing grew out from the break, with dark red vascular patterns on it.

The wing spread out, three meters long, completely black. He flapped it once, and the wind whistled through the corridor.

"Blood... I need more blood..." He walked out of the room and continued to wander the corridor.