Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

It's like planting a time bomb, which could trigger an even bigger disaster at any moment.

He will never let this go.

They will inevitably stir up trouble again.

They might even try to summon the spirit again.

It even replicated that horrific Eurasian air disaster.

He was filled with hatred for humanity.

To achieve their goal of destroying humanity and gaining immense power through madness.

"Then let's take action now and finish that guy off!"

Kurumi Tokisaki raised her head in Yukari's arms, her eyes brimming with intense killing intent.

“My dear, we can’t just send him on his way so easily. Letting him die so easily is not enough to quell my anger.”

The dramatic turning point for the Primal Elves was ultimately caused by Westcott.

His actions completely rewrote the life trajectory of the Primal Elf.

This also brought about a huge change in her life.

She lost her precious best friend and endured unimaginable pain.

Simply killing him is far from enough to atone for the numerous crimes he has committed.

Kurumi Tokisaki knew that her beloved, being a demonic cultivator, was skilled at torturing people.

They have unique methods and rich experience, and a constant stream of innovative solutions.

These are all mentioned in the chat group's comments.

Now it's the perfect time to punish this heinous criminal.

Sensing the overwhelming killing intent and hatred emanating from Kurumi Tokisaki, all the women present fell silent.

Putting myself in Kurumi's shoes, if I had experienced something as tragic as Kurumi...

They might also be consumed by the flames of hatred, wishing they could tear the culprit to pieces.

Indeed, killing Westcott so easily was far too lenient on him.

"Of course, if you want to vent your anger, I will teach you."

Xue Lingfeng looked down at Tokisaki Kurumi, his blood-red eyes filled with chilling malice.

This elf was one of his favorites.

It would feel amazing to hold her in my arms and then corrupt her now that she actually exists.

"Hehe~ Darling, I couldn't be happier."

Kurumi Tokisaki's heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one red, were fixed on Xue Lingfeng's blood-red pupils, and a crazy smile bloomed wildly on her face.

As a "sinful spirit" with blood on his hands and who has killed tens of thousands of people.

Kurumi Tokisaki possesses an extraordinary sensitivity to murderous intent and malice.

She clearly sensed that

The overwhelming killing intent and baleful aura emanating from Xue Lingfeng spread out as if it were a tangible entity.

It also contains the grievances of countless living beings, enough to envelop the entire world.

However, the two of them are so well-matched that they are a match made in heaven.

"This elf..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at them silently.

These two look like they've been suppressing their feelings for a long time.

Are you just looking for an outlet to vent your frustrations?

“Child…” Mio looked at Tokisaki Kurumi with heartache, as if her heart was being tightly gripped.

"Child." Mio looked at Kurumi Tokisaki, her heart aching.

She treated Kurumi Tokisaki as her own child.

I really don't understand why she behaved this way.

For a moment, she felt a little sad.

Oh right, I almost forgot. Where is he? Xue Lingfeng glanced down at a cluster of ruins.

With a wave of his hand, a petite figure, looking utterly disheveled and trapped inside, was suddenly revealed.

She was slender and slim, with a long, black ponytail that swayed gently behind her.

Her eyebrows and eyes revealed a delicate fragility, her skin was fair, and her nose was straight and elegant.

Her small lips parted slightly.

At this moment, Takamiya Mana stared blankly at the group of people in the sky.

And she saw herself floating in the sky.

It's simply unimaginable who these people are.

How can it float directly in the sky?

Chapter 310 Honey, doesn't he look like a mad dog?

Mio stood quietly, her gaze fixed on Takamiya Mana, who had been brought to her by Xue Lingfeng.

A hint of doubt flickered in her eyes, and an inexplicable feeling welled up inside her.

"she is?"

Mio uttered the words softly.

Why do I feel like I have some kind of strange connection with her?

"Hmm, darling, you've caught another pretty girl? Are you going to dispose of her on the spot?"

Kurumi Tokisaki's delicate yet slightly teasing voice rang out at just the right moment.

Mana Takamiya, who was still in a daze and whose mind was blank, was jolted when she heard these sudden words.

His previously blank eyes widened instantly, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"Dispose of...deal with???"

Takamiya Mana's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of fear and panic.

She subconsciously looked up at the crowd swirling in the sky.

Her heart started pounding.

Could it be that I'm having a run of bad luck today and have encountered some kind of eerie being, like a magician or alien that only exists in fantasy?

No, please don't!

She prayed silently, hoping it was just a nightmare and that she could wake up from this terrible situation soon.

At this moment, Takamiya Mana was extremely tense, her body taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

His eyes were fixed on the crowd, and he dared not relax for a moment.

Her mind kept replaying images of her home, now reduced to ruins.

And then there's that school that was once filled with laughter and joy, but is now just as destroyed.

My heart is filled with bitterness and despair.

Why am I so unfortunate? I lost my family when I was young, and now my home and school are gone.

Now you're going to be kidnapped by this group of mysterious and menacing people?

This unknown fear caused her hands to clench unconsciously, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"Since your home is gone and your school is destroyed, then come with us."

Xue Lingfeng's voice was calm; he was simply stating a given fact.

He looked at Takamiya Mana quietly, his eyes showing no emotion.

"what?"

Mana Takamiya's mouth formed a large "O" shape, her face full of confusion.

She stared in disbelief at the extremely handsome man in front of her, who exuded a powerful and oppressive aura.

He stammered, "No, no. You...you're not really going to take me away, are you?"

Her voice held a hint of pleading, hoping for a negative answer.

Seeing her panicked and extremely nervous appearance, everyone's faces showed amused smiles.

Is Lingfeng-jun going to take another person with him?

"Honey, do you know this person?"

A curious glint appeared in Mio's eyes. She really couldn't understand why Xue Lingfeng would suddenly make the decision to take Chonggong Mana away.

This girl didn't seem to have any connection with them.

“I didn’t know you before, but I still managed to kidnap you.”

Xue Lingfeng looked at Mio's puzzled expression, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he pinched her smooth cheek.

"It's okay if we don't know each other yet, we'll be familiar with each other soon."

Hearing him say this with a smile, the women couldn't help but feel helpless.

That domineering guy!

Meanwhile, Takamiya Mana was filled with fear, unease, and questions.

Who is this person?

How could someone just take me away without a word?

A hint of helplessness was visible in her eyes.

But seeing them hovering directly in the sky, there was no one who could help them.

"don’t worry....."

Lala walked to the side, took her hand, and whispered something.

She still couldn't bear to see her looking so fearful.

"Really...really...?"

Takamiya Mana looked at Lala with hopeful eyes.

"Yes, yes." Lala looked at her hopeful eyes and couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

"Why does it feel like Lala really does fool Yuuto?" Tokisaki Kurumi nestled in Yukari's arms, grinning.

……

Meanwhile, far away in London, this ancient and mysterious city felt oppressive.

In the sky, leaden-gray clouds hung like a huge, heavy stone slab, pressing down on the city.

It seemed as if it might collapse under the weight at any moment.

A thin layer of mist hung over the river.

Inside a building that resembled a gloomy castle, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The candlesticks on the wall emitted a faint, flickering light, so dim in the darkness.

In the dim light, Westcott's figure was stretched long and distorted, appearing incredibly terrifying.

He was dressed in a sharp black suit, with his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in the lobby.

Each step was heavy, the thud echoing in the empty space like the drumbeats of death.

"It's been two years! The Primal Spirit just disappeared right under our noses?"

Westcott suddenly stopped in his tracks, his angry roar echoing like thunder in the empty room.