Erasing Future Threats
"I can feel that part of my body has completely dissipated." The Black Water Orb hidden in Lu Li's hood said in a soft voice, filled with indescribable annoyance and anger. Even though he had voluntarily severed that part of his body, its dissipation still made Dark River feel angry.
"Wasn't this all planned long ago? You have to disappear from most people's sight and distance yourself from me." Lu Li said nonchalantly, holding his umbrella. His actions were strange; he boarded the bus or subway as if it were his own choice, but it gave the impression that Lu Li had a very purpose.
It was like a journey without a destination. He randomly changed modes of transportation, and the names of the places around him became unfamiliar. Finally, Lu Li chose to stop in a small town. Looking at this unfamiliar town, Lu Li walked into it.
"Is this the place?" Lu Li stirred, and the ultra-thin bat wings that were completely attached to his back disappeared without a trace. Opening his Oil-Paper Umbrella, Lu Li walked into the town, attracting the attention of some of the townspeople.
His shoulder-length hair was simply tied into a ponytail. He wore a gray hooded sweatshirt and black casual pants, and was holding a strange Oil-Paper Umbrella, which was enough to attract attention. In addition, his face, which had been deliberately altered, made him look exceptionally beautiful.
A seven or eight-year-old boy gave Lu Li a strange look, then ran into the house and shouted, "Mom, what are we having for lunch today?"
"You little glutton, I bought some meatballs, I'll make them for you later," the middle-aged woman said, holding up the bag in her hand. Inside were some meatballs. The little boy shouted "Hooray!" when he saw the meatballs. It seemed like such a heartwarming and everyday scene, if you ignored the meatballs.
Lu Li glanced at the meatballs. His extraordinary senses told him that there was something wrong with them, and a serious problem at that. So he said, "I think those meatballs are expired. You'd better not eat them."
The cozy daily life inside the house was instantly shattered by Lu Li, and the middle-aged woman looked at Lu Li with some annoyance.
"You outsider! Xiao Zhou Clan's meatballs are famous around here. The color might be a little strange, but they're absolutely delicious!" the middle-aged woman said irritably, carrying the meatballs towards the kitchen.
"The Zhou Clan, huh?" Lu Li smiled. He hadn't expected them to be so bold, to so blatantly turn those things into meatballs. Looking at the little boy playing inside, Lu Li could see the fierce resentment spreading from the boy.
It's likely they've eaten this meatball more than once or twice. Although it doesn't seem like a big deal, it actually hides a huge hidden danger. Listening to the little boy's cries of pain, Lu Li is pretty sure that, barring any other special circumstances, this little boy will develop a very violent personality and his mental state will not be good.
However, this was irrelevant to him. On the contrary, he had already obtained the information he wanted. It seemed that the maker of the meatballs was his target for this trip. He opened his phone and searched for nearby maps. Zhou Family Shop was clearly marked on the map. Lu Li walked towards his destination unhurriedly. His aura gradually disappeared, and the places he walked seemed a bit strange.
Lu Li's current attire would normally be very eye-catching, but now, unless the townspeople are specifically looking for him, they can hardly see Lu Li.
On the way, Lu Li controlled his facial muscles and made some changes to his appearance. At the same time, Lu Li also used Shadow Magic to change the image of the Oil-Paper Umbrella. In short, although there was a certain degree of similarity, the current Lu Li would not be associated with his original self in any way.
After all, he was there to kill someone. He looked up and saw the name of Zhou Family Shop on the signboard of the small shop over there. He walked over and knocked on the door, and heard a shy voice coming from inside.
After comparing the voice with Zhou Gan's earlier one and confirming there was no problem, Lu Li conjured a jet-black spear in his hand and thrust it directly at the door, following the sound. The shadowy spear pierced through the door, and the sharp tip grazed Zhou Kai's body.
Lu Li lunged forward and rushed through the gate, where he saw Zhou Gan, wearing an apron, his shoulder pierced by a shadowy spear. As Lu Li entered, a large amount of blood spurted from his wound, rushing towards Lu Li like several long snakes hunting for food.
Lu Li flicked his spear, tearing open Zhou Gan's wound, and then unleashed a large number of shadowy Thorn. The shadow beneath Lu Li's feet suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the incoming blood snake. Zhou Gan, who was pierced by the Thorn, was seen to emit a blood-red light all over his body. Then, some of the blood disappeared into thin air, and a blood-red laser beam shot over at an extremely fast speed.
It must have been Zhou Gan's skill; the crimson laser pierced through Lu Li's shadow, and Lu Li's body vanished from his spot in the next instant. The Oil-Paper Umbrella in his hand folded up and, like a spear, stabbed towards Zhou Gan.
The blood-red light on Zhou Gan's body condensed, transforming into a crystal-like red armor. At the same time, two blood-red broadswords materialized in his hands. One was slashed at Lu Li's umbrella, and the other was chopped at Lu Li's head. Meanwhile, numerous wounds burst open on Zhou Chu's body, and countless streams of blood gushed out, forming tendrils like thin threads that coiled towards Lu Li.
What Zhou Gan didn't expect was that Lu Li would deactivate the magic of the Oil-Paper Umbrella the next moment, and its weight would return to normal. Lu Li held the Oil-Paper Umbrella with both hands and shattered Zhou Gan's blood-red broadsword. The umbrella struck Zhou Kai's body directly. The huge mass made Zhou Gan feel as if he had been hit by a truck. He flew sideways, crashed through the wall behind him, and got stuck in it.
Zhou Gan's blood-red ice crystal armor saved his life; otherwise, this umbrella alone would have shattered him. Lu Li channeled magic into the Oil-Paper Umbrella, reducing its weight. With sheer force, all of Zhou Gan's techniques became ineffective under this umbrella.
Carrying an umbrella, Lu Li walked towards Zhou Gan, who was stuck against the wall. He then saw the meat grinder not far away. When Zhou Gan saw Lu Li coming, he raised his hand and aimed it at Lu Li. A streak of blood-red light appeared in his hand. Then Lu Li felt the blood in his body getting out of control, wanting to overflow from his pores and fly towards Zhou Gan.
With a slight thought, Lu Li immediately controlled the flow of blood in his body. "Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? If not, then die!"
The anger that had been building up inside him was fed into the Original Sin Structure controlled by Lu Li. The Fire of Wrath burned through Zhou Gan 'Zhou Gan body, and he gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming or begging for mercy.
He glanced at Lu Li. Although he didn't quite understand why Lu Li wanted to kill him, he knew that the strong prey on the weak and harbored no resentment. He knew he couldn't escape, and with Lu Li's strength, he had no chance to fight back. So he might as well choose the way he wanted to die.
In a final burst of energy, Zhou Gan broke free from the wall, his body wracked with the Flame of Wrath. He turned on the meat grinder, then leaped inside. With a series of loud noises, the entire machine sparked and burst into flames.
Lu Li sensed Zhou Gan's vanished life force and quietly left. The ensuing fire would destroy everything here, though perhaps some meatballs would remain.