I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

Inside the Jinxiu Tiancheng residential community, the little girl's body trembled suddenly, and her gray pupils contracted sharply.

A strange and enormous surge of energy erupted from her body, the shockwave spreading outwards and causing Fatty Li's clothes to flutter.

Fatty Li's eyes widened, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Li An stood still, motionless.

His originally thin and withered body now seemed to have been infused with new life.

She stood ramrod straight.

Her pale, dirty face visibly regained its color, and her chapped lips returned to their normal hue.

Especially his pair of gray eyes, although they still lacked vitality and could not see anything, a glint of light flashed deep within them.

Like a flash of lightning in the darkness, fleeting yet chilling.

Although there was some overlap in the abilities of the ninety-eight overseas superhumans, Wang Wei transferred all of it into her body.

Beside him, Fatty Li stared wide-eyed, his mouth forming an "O" shape, unable to close it for a long time.

He watched as this little girl transformed from an ordinary, helpless blind child into an S-class superhuman in just a few seconds, and her superhuman abilities were rapidly increasing!

S-rank mid-level, S-rank high-level, S-rank peak... He was quickly surpassed!

"Damn it—" Fatty Li immediately became envious, his eyes turning red.

If he had all these superpowers, wouldn't he be able to take off from the spot?

His precious little brother is bound to cause a huge upheaval.

However, Fatty Li was only thinking about it.

Who is Wang Wei?

Those are people who borrow money at exorbitant interest rates and never pay it back.

How could he possibly do a losing business!

The more Li An gains now, the more he will have to pay later.

This price could even exceed the cost of one's life.

Thinking about this, Fatty Li calmed down.

But Li An's aura continued to rise!

The convergence of ninety-eight supernatural energies in one person is far more complex than simply one plus one.

"boom--"

A terrifying aura emanated from Li An, sweeping out in all directions.

Tyranny, slaughter, cold-bloodedness, ruthlessness, hatred... This aura is as if all things have perished and everything has returned to nothingness.

It is not any single superpower, but a killing intent unique to Li An, born from the fusion of ninety-eight energies.

Fatty Li's body trembled slightly.

In his eyes, the pitiful little girl was now like a killing god from hell.

She stood there, her small, thin body like a nail driven into the ground, motionless, yet radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and the crimson mist in the air condensed into blood beads, which then turned into blood-red ice crystals.

"What's wrong?"

Why did it suddenly get cold?

"Is another extreme cold snap coming?"

"Impossible! The prophet said the red fog would last for ten days!"

"........."

In the underground living area of ​​Jiangnan City, countless ordinary people showed signs of panic, and the murmurs gradually grew louder.

Some people wrapped their clothes tighter, while others carried their children and hid in crowded areas. Everyone looked around anxiously, their eyes filled with fear.

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Li An felt it was a strange feeling.

She still can't see, but now she can "see" more.

She opened her eyes; her gray pupils remained unchanged, yet she could clearly perceive everything around her.

Wang Wei stood three meters in front of her, his breathing steady and his heartbeat slow, like an unchanging mountain.

A fat man was five meters to her left, his heart pounding and his breathing rapid; he was afraid.

Two other female superhumans stood further away, also terrified.

In her perception, the entire city of Jiangnan was like a three-dimensional map, with each living being a point of light.

There is light and darkness, cold and warmth.

She slowly raised her right hand, palm facing up.

A flame shot out from her palm, not an ordinary red flame, but a nearly transparent white flame, extremely hot, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

But then, the flames condensed into ice—a ball of ice flame took shape in her hand.

It's clearly ice, yet it's burning.

Fatty Li rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Looking at that icy flame, he felt extremely uneasy, as if he were caught between two extremes.

One side is extremely cold, the other is extremely hot; half of my body is burning and the other is frozen.

Li An's lips curled up slightly.

The smile was faint, like a flower blooming in a frozen abyss.

Upon seeing this scene, Fatty Li's massive body trembled involuntarily once again.

To him, that smile looked more like the smile of death.

It wasn't a deliberate threat, but rather an indifference to life that came from the very core of their being.

"Big brother," Li An said.

The voice was still that soft, gentle voice.

But Fatty Li sensed something different.

Before awakening his superpowers, Li An's voice was like a spider's web in the wind, so fragile that it could break at any moment;

Now her voice is like a blade on ice, thin and sharp, as if it could cut through everything.

However, as soon as Li An spoke, that terrifying aura vanished instantly.

She seemed to have transformed back into the little girl who had just been rescued.

The blind child who was curled up in his mother's arms, clutching a piece of meat tightly.

All the murderous intent, oppression, and coldness were completely eliminated.

Wang Wei slowly walked over, reached out, and touched her face.

"Good boy—" he said softly.

"How are you feeling?" Wang Wei asked.

Li An tilted his head, as if he was seriously considering the question.

"I'm strong," she said, "but I can be even stronger."

"Yes, I will." Wang Wei's voice was calm, as if he were describing something insignificant. "I will kill more people for you to devour."

"Okay!" Li An smiled, a clean and pure smile.

Wang Wei looked at her and gently patted her head.

"Go home for dinner."

Upon hearing this, Li An trembled, and his smile grew even brighter.

"Okay," she said.

Wang Wei led Li An toward Building No. 1.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were blurred in the crimson mist.

Outside, only Fatty Li remained, stunned.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses from their conversation.

That icy flame, that suffocating aura.

One second she's a demon of hell, the next she's a well-behaved little girl.

This contrast sent chills down his spine more than any superpower.

Fatty Li's expression became complicated.

He could see that this little girl reserved all her tenderness for Wang Wei and left all her negative emotions for the world.

How would a child who nearly starved to death during a catastrophe and survived only by having his mother cut off pieces of her own flesh view the world?

Fatty Li didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

But he knew that from this day forward, this blind little girl was destined to stir up a huge storm.

He swallowed hard and silently recited a phrase in his mind:

"Brother Wang, you've... created a god of death!"