Married by Paper, Loved by Fate 273
Shen Tang retreated step by step, forced into defense.
His lips curled into a wicked smile, with a flicker appearing behind Shen Tang, pitch-black claws gleaming in the bleak sunlight, stabbing towards her heart.
Shen Tang swiftly rotated, raising an earth wall to block the attack.
Zaxxis’ voice was sinister, “Stop struggling, you’re undoubtedly doomed today!”
With that.
He shattered the earth wall with a palm strike!
As the shattered stone collapsed, Zaxxis met Shen Tang’s eyes hidden behind the wall, eyes dark as night, like an invisible vortex, absorbing the soul!
This is… spiritual power?!
The most top-tier spiritual power—
Capable of controlling souls!
But by the time Zaxxis realized this, it was too late; his slender eyes dulled instantly, movements halted, like a marionette.
Then, a chilling sensation radiated from his chest, Shen Tang manifesting a sharp blade piercing his chest.
Zaxxis regained awareness through intense pain, spitting blood, face panicked, frightfully pale!
At this moment, all killing intent, anger, unwillingness disappeared.
His heart was filled only with fear.
A fear of death!
Zaxxis retreated in panic, instantly tearing open a space rift, fleeing.
Shen Tang regretted not killing him on the spot but knew Zaxxis was powerful, cautious, and despicable, not easily killed.
But today, heavily injuring him was at least a moment of satisfaction.
Shen Tang quickly cleared the nearby remnants.
Those who insulted Xiao Jin from the city walls were pulverized, dying a particularly gruesome death!
Many reinforcements arriving saw Shen Tang drenched in blood, panic-stricken, dared not approach.
She walked straight ahead, step by step towards the city gate, as if entering a no man’s land.
The reinforcements trembled, retreating like the parting sea for Moses, not daring to go close.
Her crimson eyes scanned coldly, a mere glance chilling the heart!
Words slowly uttered, “If you don’t want to die, back off!”
A powerful Ninth Rank Beastman, capable of snatching lives in an instant.
Most of the rebel army, stripped bare, were nothing more than a pack of curs, trembling, abandoning armor, scattering like wild beasts.
Shen Tang was weary of managing, this was after all the rebel army’s base camp; she couldn’t kill everyone.
The city gate was strewn with corpses, almost becoming a deserted city, foul death stench permeating.
All about, aside from Shen Tang, not another living soul.
Shen Tang stood before the blood-stained city gate, her silhouette lonely and cold, if not for the blood still dripping from her fingertips, she resembled a soulless statue.
She looked up at the hanging corpse, tears sliding down her reddened eyes.
Blood for blood, vengeance multiplied.
She avenged him.
With a finger’s move, a sharp blade severed the rope, the corpse instantly fell from the heights.
Shen Tang hurriedly caught the body, with a “thud,” half-kneeling on the ground.
She held the corpse tightly, already cold, unrecognizable, wailing in anguish.
The system had never seen the host cry like this, unknowingly shedding tears, but it still remembered to remind, [Host, if you want to use the Life Reviving Pill to resurrect Xiao Jin, you must find his entire body… He’s currently missing limbs, not meeting the resurrection criteria.]
Dylan