After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

Wen Wanqing clenched her fists and shouted in a trembling voice, "Hate!"

"So what if it's hateful?"

"Can hatred kill Weird?"

"no the same……"

clap clap!

He was hit twice more on both cheeks.

A bright red slap mark appeared on his face.

Fan Lin grabbed Wen Wanqing by the collar and dragged her to her tiptoes: "If you hate her, you can kill Guiyi."

"The power of Shura is now hidden in your body."

"Anger is the source of Shura's power."

“There is nothing you can’t do, only whether you dare to do it.”

"Weird killed your student."

"I will kill you and many more people outside in the future."

"You have the ability to change the ending, what are you doing now?"

"Giving up on yourself?"

"Blame others?"

"Has your milk gone into your brain?"

"Or is it that your hatred can only be expressed with words?" Mei is in your heart, Mei Yongmei is in the air, Mei you want to...

Shura...

Wen Wanqing, who was originally distracted, finally had a glimmer of light in her eyes.

"Hatred can be transformed into power."

"Why... can't I feel it?"

I still feel a little insecure.

Her tone was filled with depression, but also with a desire for power.

"what do you?"

Find hope in despair.

The man in front of me is my only support.

Wen Wanqing doesn't believe in herself, which is a result of inferiority complex caused by lack of love.

She was willing to believe Fan Lin because of her master's training.

Realizing there was an opportunity to kill Weird.

All the anger, along with the desire for revenge, burst out in an instant.

She responded in an almost reverent tone: "I am your X slave."

"Then why are you still being stupid?"

"You haven't felt Shura's power because the master hasn't given you any orders yet."

"Don't even think about doing anything your master won't allow you to do."

"Whatever the master allows you to do, even if it's chasing stars and peeling the moon, you will succeed."

"Now, remember those students' voices."

“Think about how happy they must have been when they were on campus.”

"Then feel the changes in your body."

"The power is here."

Fan Lin gently tapped Wen Wanqing's heart.

To fall into Shura, one needs the purest rage.

Wen Wanqing already had one.

It was only because of her weak resolve that "Ashura" was reluctant to respond.

Her previous training had already laid the groundwork for this final killer move.

Now is the most appropriate time to release the power of Shura.

Good at playing with human nature?

Harming others will eventually harm yourself.

A trap designed by a strange person.

How could Fan Lin be unprepared?

A stinking rat in the gutter.

Go and greet the Shura you forced out with your own hands...

Author's words: The data has declined quite seriously. I will update once today and take a break to adjust my status.

Chapter 104: Suicide?

Top floor.

There is no color, no scenery, no sky, only darkness.

“Cough…cough.”

"We humans have a saying, 'You lift a rock and drop it on your own feet.'"

"You can feel it too, right? They're coming soon. That powerful force is enough to kill you."

I don't have feet

They can't kill me either.

[How long can you, relying on a spiritual weapon, last?]

"Don't worry, I can hold on until the moment you die."

[Using lies to comfort ourselves, humans are still as pathetic as ever]

A sickening laugh echoed in the darkness.

It seems very confident?

……

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Soaring straight up.

When they reached the fourth floor, the situation became a stalemate.

The air was restless, and endless darkness came, wanting to devour all life.

The surging blood-red light tore through the darkness, like the setting sun, ushering in the final dawn.

Hot, dry, waves of burning air, as violent as a tsunami, spread through the corridor.

With Wen Wanqing as the center, the brutal murderous intent was so pure that it took shape and turned into a dark red blood blade, swirling around and around.

Hatred, anger, resentment, and suppressed negative emotions turned her originally bright and beautiful eyes black, leaving only a faint red dot, standing upright to examine the huge crowd in front of her.

The blood blades surrounding him were already extremely hungry and thirsty, like evil spirits crawling out of hell, wanting to rush forward with their claws spread out to taste the fresh flesh and blood.

However, Wen Wanqing was obviously hesitant and was reluctant to take any action.

Sensing the wavering of the host's consciousness, "Ashura" became visibly enraged, and erupted with an even darker red light.

"What are you stunned for?"

"They are no longer your students."

"The instigator is hiding behind them."

“To stop is to betray life.”

I have never seen such a terrifying "murderous intent".

It's even weirder than weird.

Anga was so frightened that he trembled and hid behind his own god.

In front of the corridor, the road leading to the upper floor was blocked by a group of students.

They were still pretending to be normal people, pleading miserably, "Teacher Wen, please, don't go forward."

"That monster told us to stay here. If we can't stop you from moving forward, it will explode our bodies."

"It really can do that. Several of our classmates have died in front of us."

"Do you want us to become like the students on the second floor?"

"Teacher Wen, please, please retreat and leave us a way out. We are still young and we don't want to die..."

The strange means of playing with human nature have really reached the level of perfection.

A normal person who comes here, having just experienced the shock of a "mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood", is forced to kill and free his half-dead compatriots.

Now he must be in a state of shock and anxiety.

Faced with groups of students, it would certainly be difficult to make up one's mind to commit another sin of killing.

Especially for Wen Wanqing now.

Shura's power caused her to lose most of her rationality, and she could only judge her behavior based on her most instinctive emotions.

Free and without her parents, this school was her greatest spiritual sustenance before she met Fan Lin.

The students who are full of youthful energy are her desire for her missing life and the healing of the shadows of the past.

The student's crying and wailing bypassed her already limited rationality and instinctively awakened the complex emotions in her heart.

She was reluctant to take action, and every minute she delayed, the strange injury would recover a little more.

The strange calculations were very loud.

However, Fan Lin's brainwashing technique is no less impressive.

Seeing that Wen Wanqing's mind was wavering and she was about to leave the "Ashura" state.

He took advantage of the situation and scolded her, "What are you hesitating about?"

"They are all dead. Only their bodies remain, at the mercy of the weird tormenting and exploiting them. They will never rest in peace."

"Don't be doubted."

"Follow the master's orders and free them."

"I will transform the grief of having killed the students with my own hands into anger and avenge them."

"Hesitation will only make Weird laugh at you!"

Dead parents.

The quiet campus of the past.

Twenty-six years of suffering.

All his students are dead, and yet they become tools for evil use.

Rage surged, the last ray of light in her eyes was swallowed by darkness, and Wen Wanqing also lost the last bit of her sanity.

There is only anger left in the soul.

She completely fell into the path of "Ashura", controlling the blood-thirsty blade that had long been thirsty for blood, and rushed into the huge crowd.

The plan to play the emotional card failed, and the students stopped pretending and instantly turned into zombies, waving their bodies and starting to attack.

Black blood splattered all over the walls, and broken arms and limbs kept falling. Wherever "Ashura" passed, it left behind endless killing.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, bloody blade greedily harvested lives. Wen Wanqing led the way in front, and Fan Lin and the stunned Anjia followed closely behind.