Black Aura filled with negative emotions rose along with a roar, jolting everyone present awake!
As they watched the hideous monster roar in resentment, the people around them trembled and took a step back. Even Bing Ling and the eight Eighth Order experts instinctively retreated. In an instant, they cleared out an empty space, leaving only Wu Yan and the monster standing there, facing each other from afar.
His wine-red pupils narrowed slightly. Within his body, the True Ancestor's true blood flowed violently, telling Wu Yan that what he was looking for was nearby!
However, looking at the monster across from him, whose form was identical to Marcus's, Wu Yan let out a soft sigh. He did not need the disturbance in the True Ancestor's blood to tell him that this monster, who looked exactly like Marcus, was his target.
Still, hearing the resentment-filled roar from the other side, Wu Yan frowned helplessly.
This behavior was exactly the same as when Marcus had faced him! Could it be that every monster modified by Black Light bore a grudge against him? And a rather deep one at that?
The moment that thought occurred to him, Wu Yan grew impatient. Whoever it was, he had never harmed a good person or an innocent person. The people who had died at his hands might not all have been evil, but they certainly had not been good people either. Every one of them had intended to harm him.
Therefore, Wu Yan did not feel even the slightest ripple of emotion toward anyone who hated him. If he felt anything, it was merely impatience.
Activating the system's senses, a stream of light that no one but the girls could see flashed through his eyes. Wu Yan looked at the monster across from him.
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