In the blink of an eye, Reinhardt understood what had happened.
He laughed in fury. "Good, good! You lowly yellow-skinned pig, you went back to the horror movie world to grind scores! You actually dared to resist the noble Lord Reinhardt. You have brought death upon yourself."
If Reinhardt had initially only wanted to use Zheng Zha as an example to intimidate the others and maintain his rule as a breeder,
then he had merely wanted to kill Luo Li, without intending to kill Zheng Zha.
But now, Reinhardt was determined to kill Zheng Zha.
Someone with such a strong will to resist, who also had the ability to resist, yet was not so powerful that he could not be dealt with like Zhao Zhui Kong, had to be killed.
Otherwise, his breeding system would collapse, and he would no longer have enough prestige to maintain his high-pressure rule over the Devil Team.
At that moment, Reinhardt began preparing for battle.
Not only him, but his subordinates also readied themselves, intending to kill Zheng Zha without holding anything back.
They no longer entertained the idea of showing restraint, suppressing Zheng Zha, and turning him into livestock.
Soon, the enhancements were complete.
The instant Zheng Zha landed, he sensed silver-white arrows, blood-red flames, Telekinesis-propelled bullets, Dou Qi, and all manner of attacks crashing toward him.
Every attack carried killing intent, without the slightest restraint.
"Eight Gates, Gate of Death, open!"
Killing intent filled Zheng Zha's eyes. These people had actually tried to defile his Li'er. They were absolutely unforgivable.
Violent Chakra surged through Zheng Zha's body. His blood qi boiled, spreading around him.
Immense power emerged, and even the air around Zheng Zha twisted and rippled.
Under the control of the Third-Stage Gene Lock, even the newly Exchanged Eight Gates Formation