Feng Chen had been inside Jizou Mitama for some time. Judging by the timing, it seemed that the moment when the Herrscher of Erosion was killed should be approaching.
"I'm saying... maybe we should go back? If the chairman finds out, we're finished!"
"MEI is ultimately still too softhearted. A disaster like this should be dealt with. If we leave her alive, we won't know what kills us one day!"
"If you're scared, then go back. When we make history and become heroes, you can obediently watch from the sidelines."
"Fine, I'll go!"
Feng Chen had expected this. He pretended someone had called him away, saying that MEI wanted to see him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Amid the gunshots, a girl of barely more than ten collapsed into a pool of blood, tear marks still clinging to the corners of her eyes. She didn't understand. She hadn't done anything—so why were they killing her?
"We did it!"
"We've eliminated another Herrscher!"
What short-sighted fools... Feng Chen no longer had time to deal with them. In front of them, he picked up the Herrscher of Erosion's corpse and carried it away.
"Who are you? Stop him! He's taking that demon's corpse away!"
"Bang!"
Someone finally couldn't hold back and fired.
Feng Chen merely glanced back, and the bullet disintegrated into dust.
"Run... run! This man's a demon!"
"A demon?" Feng Chen laughed. "That's right. Right now, I do feel like turning into one."
"Then I'll be a demon for once."
In Feng Chen's eyes, a pure-white cube enveloped those people.
The cube gradually shrank until it was smaller than even a speck of dust, then flashed.
Those people vanished into thin air.
Not even a shred remained.
"As expected of my host. You're already approaching the level of Honkai without my help."