The torrential rain that began in the evening has not stopped.

Thanks to this torrential rain, the fire did not spread further to other urban areas after the explosion of the executive residence, otherwise I really don't know how many people would have died.

The rain trickled down on the charred buildings, making a sizzling sound, and finally evaporated by the heat, and the steam condensed into rainwater at high altitude, which fell back to the ground.

The palace was in ruins, flames were still burning in many places where the rain could not reach, the wooden structure was almost entirely carbonized, and the walls were as black as coal, shattering to the point of black slag at the slightest touch.

Some twisted corpses could be seen in the ruins one after another, and the closer you got to the banquet hall area, the more corpses there were, basically unintact, most of them were shattered and charred in the impact of the explosion.

When the people who had volunteered just now saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright.

Some of them are afraid of face, plus they are really courageous, and they have been following Chino.

There were also a large number of people who couldn't stand the scene, and were so sick by the pungent smell of burning that they vomited, and shivered and begged to quit, but Chino didn't embarrass these people and let them go home.

Passing by the kitchen area, Baiza turned to look at a corpse dressed as a maid and said gloomily, "What a pitiful thing..."

The maid's body was still intact and curled up, as if she was protecting something from the explosion, and Lugo took a look at her arms apart, revealing a piece of Chino's favorite strawberry cake.

Lugo took off the nameplate on her dress and identified herself: "Angelica Angelica." ”

Baiza sighed and asked, "Do you know her?" ”

Lugo snorted: "We've talked a few times, a very lively girl." ”

Baixa clenched his fists, and the muscles in his face twitched: "Damn the visitor... Massacre of innocents... I want them to pay with blood! ”

Chino's gaze scanned over the ruins, not looking back at the lone corpse.

When everyone arrived in the banquet hall area, shocking corpses were scattered all over the ruins, twisted and twisted.

In this blasting, Chino used 8,000 points of respect to exchange for nearly 100 tons of high gunpowder, but because it was hidden in the basement and blasted, the power was reduced, and the later Burning Sky Fire mainly ignited the wooden structure, causing the fire to spread twice.

As a result, individual survivors were found in the banquet hall.

Coincidentally, the "protagonist" of this banquet, Fick Troy, is still alive.

The young master's two legs had been blown off, half of his body was buried in the smashed ceiling, and his body was burned extensively, like a dead fish starved of water.

"It's Fick Troy!" Baiza's breath froze, and he hurriedly beckoned the guards to step forward, "Quick! Drag him out and take him to the hospital! ”

Chino followed Baiza forward, looking down at Fick, his dark pupils as deep as the abyss, and he couldn't see through it at all.

"Help... Help me..."Fick shuddered and held out his hand to Chino, and suddenly, he froze.

Fick looked at Chino's figure, his pupils dilated violently, and a look of fear melted on his face like poison: "Death... Death... Death!!!!! ”

Baixa looked back in confusion, but didn't see anything unusual, not knowing what Fick was talking about.

Only Chino knew that it was the "Shadow of Death" that had worked.

Fick cried out frantically, and in his near-death state, he burst out with the last strength to survive, and several strong men couldn't hold it down.

Fick didn't even know what horrors he had seen, as only the dying could see.

But one thing is for sure, what Fick saw scared him out, as he contributed 200 fear points to Chino, which was directly capped.

Just as everyone rescued Fick, Chino's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon with a smile on his lips, and he made a "silence" gesture in front of his lips.

Immediately after, an invisible telekinesis quietly poked out and grabbed Fick's throat.

"Ahem! ... Cough!!! Fick began to struggle, staring at Chino with his terrified eyes, but because his trachea was strangled, he had no ups and downs on his body, and he could not inhale or exhale.

Completely unaware that Chino was killing Fick, Baixa and his companions were desperately digging in the earth: "He can't breathe!" Dig him out! ”

Baiza's efforts were in vain, and Fick's face turned red, then turned purple, and gradually stopped moving in the suffocation, and his eyes stared at Chino in fear and despair.

"Damn!" Baiza slammed his fist to the ground, quite unwilling.

The crowd dispersed and continued to search for survivors.

However, every time a seriously injured survivor is found, they scream in fear upon seeing Chino, breaking down and shouting the name of the Grim Reaper.

What's even more terrifying is that none of the survivors who have been dug up with great difficulty can survive, they will all die inexplicably, and it is useless to rescue them, as if there is really a god of death harvesting their lives.

The rain curtain was fluttering, the wind was gusting, and the rain was wrapped in cold currents roaming the whole body like poisonous snakes, seeping into every pore, and Baisa and the others were already cold and at a loss.

What killed them...

Why is everyone talking about the Grim Reaper...

Who is the Grim Reaper...

Baixa subconsciously looked behind him, and his gaze unconsciously fell on Chino.

In the rain, Chino's figure was blurred, and the shadow of the torch fell on him, flickering and dimming, twisting and deforming like tentacles with the direction of the wind, like some kind of twisted living thing.

Baixa felt the cold hair stand on his head, and he didn't dare to linger his gaze for the survivors, even if it might be futile.

Searching and searching, without warning, suddenly the twisted roar of the beast was heard in the distance: "Roar-"

Hearing this voice, Chino's eyes deepened.

What a stroke of luck.

The last people who deserve to live are alive.

The heavy ruins were suddenly swept away, and a mane arm poked out of it, startling the seekers around them with urine.

Immediately after, Brooke crawled out of the ruins, and the rubble kept shaking off the huge beast avatar's body, his eyes were scarlet as if stained with blood, he opened his bloody mouth and roared: "Chino... Every... Helsing!!!!! ”

Brooke may not be a very smart person, but he is by no means stupid.

He witnessed the killing of "Chino" at a banquet, and after the killer removed his mask, he found that the deceased was another person who had been dropped in the middle of the process.

Then came the explosion that shattered the sky and the earth.

What is the connection between the two, as long as the IQ is normal, it is not difficult to think.

The beastly Brooke was extremely injured, but he was still roaring wildly, and he was just about to charge at Chino when his whole body suddenly froze.

Brooke stared at Chino in astonishment, an indescribable twisted shadow reflected in his pupils, an incomprehensible ancient coercion rushing over his face, the deepest fears of his cells were completely released, and his reason seemed to be constantly draining and falling into madness.

In a trance, the scene in front of me is like a nightmare.

[Fear from Brooke Troy: 137]

In the shadows, Chino's calm voice came: "You are hurt, my friend, let me help you." ”

"Heh... The muscles on Brooke's face twitched, and the beast's mouth opened, ready to confront Chino in public and expose his plot.

"Poof!" Before Brooke could say a word, there was a murky sound of flesh and blood.

He lowered his head in a daze, and saw the night knife that pierced through his chest.

"Poof!" The knife pulled back, and Brooke's eyes rolled and he fell unconscious.

After Brooke fell, a figure limped around his body.

It's none other than Wolf of the Reincarnation Squad.

He had extensive burns all over his body, many places had been carbonized, not even one of his eyeballs was missing, and his bronzed body had cheetah-like lines, which was daunting.

The Night Knife was already burning like a soldering iron in the heat, and he held it to his shoulder, the back of the knife rattling against the bronzed skin, like roasting meat, but as if he didn't feel pain.

"Well done, chop up." Wolf took out a cigar from the space ring and said with a smirk, "Finally, you don't have to hide it, are you ready to be beaten?" ”