"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."
"Destroy all of this, destroy all of this, destroy every profane gaze..."
"..."
On one side was anger that could not be vented; on the other was a cold and sinister provocation that faced that anger head-on.
This caused the black particles around Lu Xin's body to erupt without end.
They seemed to have risen through countless levels, reaching a height they had never touched before. The insane muttering in his mind had also become utterly chaotic, almost completely drowning out Lu Xin's consciousness. At that moment, he was like a monster out of control...
Almost no one dared to look directly toward them.
As a result, no one could see that, deep inside Lu Xin's brain, a faint glimmer seemed to have appeared.
It was the inhibitor hidden inside Lu Xin's head. Its output had reached its limit.
"Something's wrong, something's wrong..."
In the middle of the battlefield, Dr. An could only helplessly clutch her head. Her mind was a mess, yet she was screaming inwardly.
A dangerous aura from some instinctive sense of hers seized her heart.
What was happening...
Just moments ago, she had only wanted the Tyrant to act and clean up these arrogant and cold-blooded First-Generation Researchers.
But now that the Tyrant had truly acted and revealed his most insane side, intense worry suddenly welled up inside her.
"The Fate Seer's prophecy..."
On the other side, Dean Xue, who had fled behind the circus troupe, also silently lowered his head.
He did not dare face the battlefield directly, but he could sense the changes there, and endless worry arose in his heart...
"Can the prophecy succeed?"
"Can that sliver of hope you mentioned remain?"
"..."
"..."
"Dean, what... what exactly happened over there?"
At that same moment, far away