"There seems to be no sound inside?"
"I wonder if that Zhuo Yi is dead or alive?”
They hid behind the rocks in twos and threes.
When Zhuo Yi's roar in the house was completely silent.
Everyone looked at each other and hesitated.
They were mercenaries hired by the auction house.
The reason why he had come to Zhuo Yi's residence was because he had been in a bad mood.
It was all for the sake of taking back the Belia Gene from Zhuo Yi.
"There are so many of us, why are we still worried?”
"Even if he doesn't die, he won't be far from death after this torture.”
Humans die for wealth, birds die for food.
Even though they were afraid of Zhuo Yi's power.
However, the leader of the Magmatians berated him.
More than ten cosmic beings holding knives, spears, and clubs walked in unwillingly.
For some reason, the door that was left ajar was slowly pushed open.
When they carefully looked inside from the entrance.
Only then did he realize that there was a faint trace of demonic blood red in the dark room.
Upon closer inspection, there were still traces of red blood on the walls and ceiling, and it was still steaming.
It was the blood that spilled out when the Belia Gene was modifying Zhuo Yi's body due to his blood vessels exploding due to being unable to withstand it.
Seeing this tragic scene.
A timid lackey could not help but suggest,
"Big brother, why don't we leave?”
"That bastard Ma Qingduo only gave 20 million ring coins. It was not worth it to work hard for this little money!”
"Leave? Do you think you can leave just because you want to?" The Magama sneered,"
"In this place, we only need to deal with Zhuo Yi. But if you want to run, you have to deal with all of Ma Qingduo's men.”
"From the moment we received the money, there was no turning back.”
He took a step forward and kicked open the door in front of him.
Magma, who was holding a bayonet and iron hook, was the first to enter the room.
When everyone entered the hall.
Bang!
The door behind them closed automatically.
"Big Brother, this…"
The last ray of light disappeared completely.
Everyone, who had fallen into darkness, began to panic.
"Don't be afraid. It's just a sensor door.”
"We're here to clean up the mess. No matter how capable Zhuo Yi is, he wouldn't have the energy to attack us.”
He was still trying to explain for his subordinates.
It seemed to be to boost his courage.
After entering the door, the Magmatian, who had completely let go, began to chatter.
"Ever since the beginning, I've been unhappy with that bastard Zhuo Yi.”
"A mere Earthling, the most trashy race in the universe, what is he doing there?”
A gust of wind suddenly blew past his ears, but the alien treated it as an ordinary draft.
As he walked inside, he cursed,
"The last time I wanted to get a girl, this bastard actually dared to meddle in my business.”
"Who gave him the guts to provoke me?”
It was as if his hatred for Zhuo Yi had dispelled the fear in his heart.
The Magamans who were moving forward did not notice.
In this short ten seconds.
The number of lackeys following him had quietly decreased from the initial dozen to two or three.
Even the remaining two or three people.
In the blink of an eye, he fell silently.
In the end.
He was the only one left in the huge hall.
"This time, when I smash his head, I'll see how he can still be arrogant!”
"Hmm? Why aren't you guys talking?"
The dense footsteps gradually disappeared.
Facing this sudden silence.
No matter how slow the Magmas were, they gradually realized that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
When the lights in the living room were switched on.
Other than Zhuo Yi, there was only a bloody mess that could be considered a corpse.
These were all his subordinates.
However, they were all mixed together now.
Even the Magmas themselves couldn't tell which one belonged to which.
"You, you are Zhuo Yi! You're not dead yet?"
"No, I can't! It was impossible! You've clearly been injected with the Belia Gene. Even if you're not dead, you should be crippled. How can he still have the strength to attack?"
He couldn't accept this shocking fact.
The Magama pointed at Zhuo Yi and said with a trembling voice.
"You're right. I was indeed about to die just now.”
"Maybe the King of Hell thinks that I'm too good at causing trouble and doesn't want to take me in. In the end, you brought me back?"
"In order to repay his kindness, I've decided to send a few more to accompany him to reminisce about the past. What do you think?”
He grinned at the Magmatian.
When Zhuo Yi's legs stomped on the ground, spiderweb-like cracks appeared and extended.
The terrified Magmatians only saw a flash of black lightning in front of their eyes.
In the next second, an unimaginable pain came from his waist.
Suddenly, his vision turned dizzy and he realized something.
His body seemed to have been separated?
"Is that my body?"
Stunned, he looked at his lower body, spraying out a large amount of blood as he fell to the ground.
Half of the Magmatian's body flew into the sky and crashed to the ground with a thud.
"Phew, it's really uncomfortable to not have the passive ability to recover stamina.”
"Even killing these few pawns makes me feel a little weak.”
Until the Magmatian in front of him was split into two and completely silent.
Zhuo Yi, whose hands were blood red, sat down on the ground in frustration.
Even though it seemed easy for him to kill Magma's group in a few moves, it was still not a big deal.
However, in order to not fall into a war of attrition.
This short burst of energy consumed all the stamina that he had just recovered.
If two to three minutes were not enough to complete the task, how much stamina could he recover?
However, the Tomagama race's uniform.
He had used this opportunity to experiment with the effects of the Hell Curse.
"The conversion efficiency of the Hell Curse's killing and strengthening is higher than I imagined.”
"These dozen people can actually increase the strength of my evolved body by half.”
It was not just the increase in his physical strength.
After killing more than ten cosmic beings.
The dark energy in Zhuo Yi's body became purer.
Perhaps this statement was a little fantastical.
However, Zhuo Yi, who had personally experienced this change, could only come to this conclusion.
"The purer and more condensed dark energy, the closer it is to the origin, the more destructive it will be.”
"So, this is the so-called increase in spell strength?”
"I just don't know what kind of changes will happen if I transform into an Otto Warrior.”
He continued to lie down without a care, allowing the blood flowing on the ground to dye his clothes red.
Zhuo Yi planned to wait until he recovered some strength before trying to transform.
However, just as he was waiting for his stamina to recover…
A series of messy footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door.
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