In the illusion: "...If you won't let me live... then I'll drag you all down with me!"
It was Zagu's voice.
Filled with endless hatred.
Thick black tentacles swept past in great swathes.
The snow was dyed an anomalous black, then silently vanished.
Not far away.
Large swathes of trees had been knocked over. Dead branches and fallen leaves covered the ground, which looked as though it had been plowed by a gigantic plow, fully displaying the terrifying destructive power of this supernatural battle.
In an instant.
The illusion disappeared.
Cheng Han gently shook his head. "How pitiful!"
Unlike the bloody life-and-death battle in the northern suburbs of Qinglin City, the scene inside this little house could only be described as peaceful and serene.
Cheng Han looked at the fire in the fireplace and muttered, "In weather this cold, isn't it nice to warm up by the fire?"
The Black Cat flicked its tail in agreement and reminded him, "Meow~"
It was saying: There isn't much firewood left.
Cheng Han nodded. "It'll probably take another ten seconds or so for them to decide who lives and dies. I'll go move some wood from the storeroom first."
As the ongoing Deduction continued, the accumulated information grew ever more plentiful, and the results became increasingly precise.
Barring any accidents.
The outcome would be as follows: relying on the Dark Spirit Eye, the two pursuers would severely wound Zagu in one stroke. However, they had underestimated his degree of fusion with the Supernatural Item. Zagu would mount a desperate counterattack and kill them.
Afterward, he would escape, but his wounds would be too severe, and the backlash from the Supernatural Item would soon kill him.
Finally, Cheng Han's backup plan would easily finish the cleanup.
It was that simple.
Very soon.
Cheng Han