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"What level are you...what level are you?"

Under this terrifying brain power as vast as the ocean, Qingchuan Taketoshi's voice and body were trembling.

The original anger and murderous intent were successfully replaced by fear and horror.

"you guess."

Song Bing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a pair of life-threatening ghost hands slowly fell on the back of Qingchuan Zhujun's head.

"Pfft..."

The next second, five fingers ruthlessly dug in.

In an instant, waves of desperate mental and physical illnesses that made people want to die poured directly into the brain.

"Ahhhh..."

Qingchuan Zhujun suddenly widened his eyes, and the sudden pain made his eyes red in an instant.

It was as if Song Bing had directly opened the top of his head and poured boiling lead water into his brain.

It spread all the way to the brother's position.

There is also a nightmarish mental shock.

This is a double torture of both mental and physical.

It directly caused Qingchuan Taketoshi to reach the limit of death in an instant.

Song Bing sent Qingchuan Zhujun to the gate of hell with one hand and played tug-of-war with the King of Hell.

He then stretched out his other hand and poured the blood directly into his heart, starting to absorb the disease.

[Ding~ The presence of a diseased body is detected.]

Diseased body: human.

Disease: Succulent cancer.

Symptoms: The host's body can rapidly turn into cancer and can devour other life forms, absorbing their nutrients and energy for its own use...】

Song Bing's eyes moved slightly, and he was very interested in Qingchuan Zhujun's strange disease.

The fingers immediately went a little deeper and began to absorb forcefully.

"Ahhhh..."

Qingchuan Zhujun's pupils widened, and he could clearly feel that his special powers seemed to be being stripped away by the Song disease.

This horrible feeling was far more terrifying than the extreme pain he was enduring at the moment.

"no, do not want…"

He tried his best to resist, but it was obviously futile.

The end result was that he had to endure the torture of Song's disease.

At the same time, his supernatural powers were forcibly stripped away by Song Bing.

The pain can be imagined.

[Ding~, successfully absorbed the seventh-level succulent poison disease, merit +10000000]

At a certain point, the supernatural power that Qingchuan Zhujun was proud of was finally completely absorbed by Song Bing as a disease.

"Pfft..."

At the same time, Song Bing's hand was pulled out of his body.

After losing his superpowers, Qingchuan Zhujun collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.

He had already been tortured beyond recognition.

"You...you are scarier than that monster..."

He was finally able to see Song Bing behind him, but when he saw Song Bing again, there was no contempt and anger in his eyes.

There is only endless fear and despair.

Only he himself knew what he had just experienced.

"No, he is not a monster. He is my most proud experimental subject."

Faced with this question, Song Bing looked down at Qingchuan Zhujun very seriously and corrected him.

Qingchuan Zhujun's pupils shrank again.

This news was like a bolt from the blue to him.

Zhou Xuan, the terrifying monster who had just wiped out his Qingchuan family’s army and blew away his fusion power.

It turned out to be just an experimental subject of Song Bing?

How was this created?

He had no doubt about the news.

Song Bing could even deprive him of his seventh-level supernatural power, so what else could he not do?

And if that's the case.

Then, everything that happened before can be explained.

The failure of the Gao family.

The failure of the various apocalyptic forces in Anguo.

The Song disease that never showed up.

The news suddenly announced by the Apocalypse Organization.

And then there is the 8 Series that disappeared midway.

And the miserable situation of his Qingchuan family at this moment.

……

This explains everything.

It turns out that in Song Bing's eyes, they have always been nothing more than a group of clowns.

It's ridiculous that he was confident enough to lead all the elite members of the Qingchuan family here.

Just now, he was confident in attacking Song Bing.

It's ridiculous.

The Apocalypse Organization must have known this, so they generously announced the little news.

Attract them to come.

In this way, their development potential is exploited.

So vicious and cruel.

Qingchuan Zhujun couldn't understand why Song's disease was so strong.

But none of that matters now.

The important thing is that he lost.

The Qingchuan family’s century-long savings were destroyed in an instant.

After recovering from his fear, Qingchuan Zhujun looked at Song Bing, and his eyes suddenly became much clearer.

"Song Bing, no, no, no, I deserve to die, Master, please, for the sake of our relationship as master and disciple, let me go like a dog!

All of this was lured into me by the Apocalypse Organization.

I am blind, I deserve to die, I am not a human being, I... I swear, I will never bother you again.

Please, please. "

Knowing that the situation was hopeless, Qingchuan Zhujun suddenly burst out with a strong desire to survive. He gave up his dignity and kowtowed to Song Bing frantically begging for mercy.

At this moment, what a bullshit cause.

What the glory of the bullshit Sakura Empire.

To Taketoshi Harukawa, it's all bullshit.

He just wants to survive.

"No, I don't have a disciple as unfilial as you.

As for letting you go, I do want to do that."

Song Bing waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Qingchuan Zhujun's eyes suddenly lit up.

But Song Bing's next words made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"It's a pity that your son won't let you! He talks about you every day, saying that you will definitely come back to save him.

So, in order to satisfy your son's longing for his father, I decided to reunite you two."

Qingchuan Zhujun's body froze, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Master, that little beast deserves to die. I don't have much affection for him, and we don't want to be reunited. Just let me go and kill him later."

"That won't work. We are father and son. How can we not see each other?"

Song Bing shook his head and said with a righteous look on his face.

At this time, Gao Ling, who received the message, rushed behind Song Bing.

"Take him to reunite with his son quickly. I guess his son must be missing him very much now."

Song Bing gestured to Gao Lingdao.

"Yes, Master."

Gao Ling bowed respectfully, then stepped forward and took Qingchuan Zhujun away.

"No, Master, spare me! Spare me!"

Qingchuan Zhujun's weak plea for mercy gradually faded away.

So I went to see my son in advance.

"Hey! Next, it's time to collect merits."

After seeing Qingchuan Zhujun off, Song Bing returned the same way.

Zhou Xuan and the Pi family army helped him to settle everything.

Next, he will naturally be able to absorb merits better.

I believe that those Sakura soldiers and puppet troops no longer have the ability to resist.

As for those who might escape, they would naturally be left to Si Ya and the others.

……

Song Bing first went to the east, west and north.

The three teams that had already been smoked were sucked out.

If you don't smoke it, you will be poisoned and die.

Then they returned to the main battlefield in the south.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan was already leading the Pi family army to clean up the battlefield.

Of course, their cleaning method is also very simple.

It is to reabsorb the released gas.

The main focus is recycling.

This is why Zhou Xuan’s farts are endless.

He can absorb while releasing.

Where does the limit come from?

"Huh~"

On the hill, Ai Xiaoshou looked at this scene and covered his eyes.

……