"Oh—"

Mu Cang raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "What's wrong?"

Sawyer's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, his face was full of solemnity, and he took a few steps back, carefully looking at his younger brother who had been with him for decades in the distance.

The more he looked at it, the more doubt there was in his eyes.

Mu Cang didn't make a move, just looked at him casually, and the strange smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

"You ......"

Sawyer walked around in place, the suspicion in his eyes overflowing, and even a little disbelief.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You're not Abram! Who are you?!

！」

"You...... Which psychic person is it?! You controlled his mind remotely?!"

"Huh."

Mu Cang smiled happily, "I have to say, you are smarter than ordinary black people, and you are also very observant."

Hearing the other party's admission, Sawyer's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression was both joyful, angry, and panicked.

The good news is that the younger brother may not have betrayed the organization at all, but he can't help himself.

The anger is that the younger brother was controlled by the disgusting spiritual ability who is as damn as the cousin Tang Hatyu.

panicked for a while, and didn't know how to rescue his younger brother from the other party.

"Whew—"

Sawyer's thick nostrils kept moving, and he suddenly shouted angrily:

"Get out of my brother's body!

！」

Hear this roar of rage and anxiety.

Mu Cang was not in a hurry or panic, leisurely "hit" the broken memories in Abram's mind, and carefully flipped through them again.

Memories show that the two brothers did not have much different life experience from ordinary black people before they awakened their superpowers and were absorbed into the company.

The two were born in the black quarter of the Motor City of the Lighthouse Country.

Her mother was a street prostitute.

Father...... Inexistent.

After struggling to survive the impoverished teenage years.

The brothers didn't have what it took to be hip-hop singers or basketball players.

As a result, they can only become gangsters.

Abram is a little better, except for some stealing chickens and dogs, he is no different from ordinary black people.

But Sawyer is different.

The barren and miserable life in his early years, and all kinds of things he saw and heard after joining the gang.

turned his already dark and bloodthirsty nature even more distorted.

But Sawyer never dared to swing his fist at the high-ranking person, only dared to stare at the weak.

Street vendors, cashiers in small supermarkets, and homeless people in the bridge cave are all objects for Sawyer to vent his inner darkness.

After inadvertently abusing and killing a street prostitute, he is mesmerized by blood and screams.

Sadism has since become Sawyer's greatest hobby.

White people he did not dare to touch.

The hard-working Xia immigrants in the black area became his main target.

After getting out of the gangster's quagmire and joining the company, Sawyer became even more aggressive.

Physical abuse, mental bullying.

"251 ......"

When I saw the other party's cruel behavior of many Xia people in my memory.

Mu Cang immediately lost his smile and said coldly:

"Sure enough, it's an uncivilized chimpanzee!"

When Sawyer heard Mu Cang's words, he instantly glared at him and roared, "Fake! What do you say?"

Qiang Qiang Qiang ~

Pieces of black glass instantly appeared on his body, almost like a living obsidian statue, and then he fiercely rushed towards Mu Cang, who was in a leisurely posture in the distance.

Facing Sawyer who was rushing towards him, Mu Cang raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Syllable!

Suddenly, the vast concrete platform covered by dark shadows suddenly became agitated.

Puff ~ puff ~ puff ~ puff ~

A pure black shape that resembles a tiger and a leopard

The beast broke free from the shadows, shook its body, and swooped down on Sawyer with a silent roar.

They are all shadow beasts simulated by Mu Cang's construction of the shadow realm.

"Fake!"

Seeing the beasts attacking, Sawyer glared and cursed angrily, and immediately raised his sturdy arms with black light and smashed them in turn.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One by one, the beasts were smashed and scattered by him, turning into scattered streams of shadow and dissipating into invisibility.

But then more beasts pounced fiercely.

Several, dozens, hundreds......

Soon, thousands of black beasts crawled out of the pitch-black shadow domain on the ground, swooping forward and surging towards Sawyer.

Eventually, Sawyer was completely overwhelmed by the massive amount of shadow beasts.

One by one, the shadow beast forms quickly melted into the lake, gathering together and completely enveloping him.

From a distance.

It was as if Sawyer had been suppressed by a pure black hill.

Then, on the surface of the pure black "mountain", seven or eight tentacles with buzzing spike bits suddenly twisted and emerged, roaming the air for two seconds, and then suddenly turned around, and drilled fiercely into Sawyer's body in the "Shadow Mountain".

Zizi Zizi –

The sound of violent friction suddenly resounded in the empty harbor.

Available in the next moment.

Buzz –

A finger-thick crimson beam of light instantly pierced through the drill bit, shattering the shadow whiskers.

Then the second, the third, and the fourth.

In just two seconds, dozens of red rays of light radiated, shooting in all directions.

For a time, it was like a blood-red giant blooming in the middle of the harbor.

"Roar!

！」

A roar of rage rang out from the massive mass of pure black.

Whoop –

The mass of shadows that tightly wrapped and suppressed Sawyer was instantly torn apart, revealing his obsidian-like body.

"Hahahaha! I can absorb kinetic and thermal energy without limit, and I can use it!"

Sawyer raised his head and smiled sinisterly, "So any of your attacks won't work against me!"

"Yes."

Mu Cang smiled lightly, "That's great."

Let's talk about it.

Centered on Sawyer.

The ground, sea, and walls within a radius of several hundred meters were all surging out of black Makqin heavy machine guns.

Kakaka –

Kakaka –

All of the machine guns moved their barrels autonomously like living creatures, and quickly aimed at Sawyer.

Moreover, the rear ends of these machine guns all have strong black muscles.

The well-defined muscle bundles trembled slightly, and the dragon's strength quickly accumulated in it, and the slightest spilled out of the power fluctuations, stirring the surrounding air into visible fluctuations.

Buzz Buzz –

Thousands of waves piled up, and the atmosphere in the entire harbor was suppressed.

"Water-Law ......"

When the thousands of meat grinders on these battlefields were aimed over, with Sawyer's arrogance, they couldn't help but stiffen and stopped in place and didn't dare to move again.

If it was an ordinary firearm, he wouldn't even frown.

But this is a Maxim with a rate of fire of up to 600 rounds per minute.

Although they are all black, Sawyer, who has extremely rich combat experience and weapon knowledge, still recognizes them at a glance.

"Although Abram's ability can transform items, at best it can conjure some cold weapons, and it will definitely not be so perverted, ...... the hell you?"

Sawyer gritted his teeth and roared, "How the hell did you do that!"

Mu Cang, who was in the distance, said leisurely: "There is no absolute difference between strength and weakness between conventional superpowers, your cognition is too narrow."

"I'm not going to let you die too quickly for your actions over the years, because that would make me extremely unhappy."

After speaking, the dense jungle of machine guns was aimed at Sawyer, who looked confused

, firing simultaneously at a rate of ten rounds per second.

Suddenly

Countless pitch-black bullets carrying the dragon's strength shot at Sawyer like a storm.

Dada

！

The gunfire was deafening and heartbreaking.

Almost every second, tens of thousands of bullets hit Sawyer's body everywhere.

With every bullet hit, a wisp of the dragon's fierce venom ignored the external defenses of Sawyer's body, and fiercely penetrated his nervous system and even his soul.

"Ahh

」

Sawyer, who was shrouded in the outrageous barrage of the infringing version of Makqin, instantly howled in pain, trembling and falling to the ground.

For him, it wasn't the bullets that hit him at all.

It's a torture that hits the soul straight away.

"The World Health Organization has classified human pain levels into three levels.

Level 1: Mild pain, which can be tolerated by normal people and does not affect life.

Grade 2: Moderate pain that requires analgesic medication.

Grade 3: Severe pain, unbearable, requiring a lot of analgesic medication."

"And now what you are going through is slashing, hammering, axe chopping, acupuncture, acid bathing, peeling, heart gouging, tongue pulling, car cracking, fire, freezing, electric shock, all kinds of pain, in the same second...... Ten thousand times."

Mu Cangtang, who was in the distance, said, "Everything you have inflicted on those 251 Xia people over the years, I will now help them return all of them to you, ten thousand times over."

But at this moment, Sawyer could not hear any words at all.

He was in such pain that his entire body was about to collapse.

Suddenly, Sawyer felt that everything around him was rapidly dissolving and collapsing.

It's not reality, it's a kind of infinite pain that seems to melt the whole brain and the nervous system of the whole body.

It was as if he had suddenly disappeared from the base and plunged into a hell of endless torture and sadism.

Every second, he has to experience pain that ordinary people can't imagine or even understand.

And it's every second.

Every second is a long time.

Pain, a hell made of pain.

Completely drown him.

"You're not wrong."

A cold voice suddenly pierced into Sawyer's heart.

"Your time perception has been accelerated by me thirty-three times."

"Every second of reality is half a minute long for you."

"Savor the pain, let it slowly crush your soul."

Dada

Wrapped in endless black bullets, Sawyer lay on the ground like a severe Parkinson's patient, screaming wildly, crying and wailing.

"Ahh

！」

He could no longer speak normally, or even think normally.

Because of the pain, Sawyer's mind has been completely emptied.

And in Mu Cang's spiritual vision, Sawana's soul that was filled with the extreme emotion called [Pain] was flickering with a faint spiritual light.

In the next second, Sawyer's soul completely collapsed.

A beam of innate spirituality that was almost physical burst out of his body.

And just when the spirituality was about to disappear into invisibility, it was captured by Mu Cang, who had been waiting for a long time, with his spiritual power.

Delusion and chaos immediately worked, and began to parse the [mind] information contained in this weak spiritual nature.

Susuma, the analysis is complete.

The next moment.

Far away from the blue star, Mu Cang's body in space slowly opened his eyes.