Shen Feng wore a sly smile as he watched Mexico City in the distance steadily turn to stone, a surge of genuine satisfaction welling up inside him.
It was the thrill of destruction and ruin, like popping bubbles on bubble wrap, crushing cookies in a biscuit box, or knocking down a carefully constructed line of dominoes.
The Destroyer's voice came again:
"We are the same. This desire for destruction and ruin lies buried deep within your heart. One day, it will break through the soil and make you understand what true happiness is, what the meaning of existence is..."
After a pause, he continued:
"The meaning of existence is destruction. The meaning of survival is death!"
The Destroyer's voice carried a seductive undertone. He was clearly trying to stir up Shen Feng's inner urge to destroy and draw him into his camp.
Shen Feng gave a dark chuckle, shook his head, and said:
"That prank-like urge to wreck things and your psychologically twisted, purely evil malice are two entirely different concepts. Compared to destruction, I also enjoy creation... Put away your ridiculous seduction. You may be better at having a dark heart, but when it comes to hypnosis, your little tricks are nowhere near enough."
As though Shen Feng had struck a nerve, the Destroyer fell silent and did not speak again.
Shen Feng understood how the other man felt.
He had originally believed victory was assured and that he could completely control the other's life and death, only to discover that he had fallen into a trap from the very beginning and everything had collapsed in an instant.
How could he possibly accept that?
But by now, the Destroyer also understood that nothing could be undone.
This powerful Stone Statue Virus was practically the natural nemesis of zombies. Its