When a piece of flesh from Lu Xin's back was cut away, all the Avengers swarmed toward it, devouring it ravenously.
Qin Ran also became eerily quiet. The monster tree that looked as though it were made of flesh continued growing upward, while countless vines strained outward in every direction. At the tips of the vines grew twisted, human-shaped "tentacles."
But he seemed to have been pressed by a pause button. He stopped moving entirely.
Even stranger, the townspeople who had rushed over, torn off, and eaten a small piece of flesh also stopped moving.
They remained sprawled on the ground, their expressions turning blank.
It was as though, after eating that piece of flesh, they had completed their revenge and no longer had any resentment.
By this point, Lu Xin could confirm the logic behind Qin Ran's ability even more clearly.
There was only one way to stop his pollution at this point: complete the revenge.
But he had another ability—to transfer hatred.
Thus, anyone whose hatred he transferred was effectively cursed. The curse could only be undone upon death.
Perhaps because he was an ability user, or because he had his family's protection, the curse had only polluted part of his skin. If it had been someone else, however, their entire body would probably have been polluted.
And that would leave them with only one path: death.
Before they died, every Avenger they killed in self-defense or to stay alive would further strengthen Qin Ran's pollution.
But now that the pollution had been stopped, what would happen?
Lu Xin looked at Mom, wanting to hear her opinion.
But Mom's delicate brows were tightly furrowed as she stared intently at Qin Ran, as though she had been deeply drawn to some change in him.
Lu Xin also