"Bastard!" The bright lights in the living room reflected off Chameleon's face, which had already begun to distort. She no longer looked remotely like a beauty-she looked like a female ghost. She glared at Big Chef, wanting to ask just one thing: Do you have even the slightest intention of dying? Why the fuck can't I feel it?
Indeed, there was no sign of it. Watching the two of them, Xi could see that Qin Fen clearly had the absolute upper hand. That whole I'm begging you to kill me routine was downright sickening!
Enchanter Demon was already done for. Trapped between them, he had become the point where their opposing forces converged. Whether Wraith Demon or Qin Fen exerted strength, he was always the one who suffered. That was the terrifying power of the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book: it acted directly on the soul, making it the perfect bane of spirits like these. Combined with Pangu's resentment, it was the only thing in the world capable of killing Chi-Mei-Wang-Liang.
"Call me a bastard, call me a son of a bitch-just kill me first!" Qin Fen gradually pushed her arm away.
Is that even something a human would say? Kill you? Teach me how, then! We're clearly the ones getting killed! Watching the seven steel needles being pushed closer, Chameleon was going mad. She was no match for him even in a head-on fight, let alone with two of the siblings joining forces for an ambush. He had far too many magical treasures. After their brief stalemate, she finally recognized this bizarre, mysterious thing: the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book.
She also understood why the second brother was suffering so badly. There seemed to be a name on that doll, making the explanation for his current state all too obvious.
Looking at her