"Ding, randomly drawn Divine Ability-Tongtian Lion's Roar."
"Ding, randomly drawn Divine Ability-Weapon Control Technique."
Two notifications rang out in his mind.
Jiang Chen grew taller, his muscles swelling inch by inch as an indescribably savage aura radiated from him, like a mighty demon descending upon the mortal world.
His eyes were scarlet.
With a vicious grin, he reached out, grabbed the air before him, and squeezed gently.
Crack.
Something seemed to shatter.
For the first time, the child's expression changed. He withdrew his raised right hand, and a distinct handprint had actually appeared on his wrist of garbage.
"Come on, Uncle will keep playing with you!"
Jiang Chen spoke with a sinister laugh.
The instant his words fell.
He had already vanished, leaving behind a violent blast of recoil that struck the ground and blasted out a deep crater.
It was terrifying.
He had almost transcended the bounds of humanity.
The next moment.
A large hand abruptly covered the child's face, like a raging lion extending its claws. The instant it landed, it unleashed an unimaginably terrifying force.
Boom-
A nearby abandoned building was smashed through.
The child's face was deformed outright, but an eerie grin appeared within his pitch-black features, and his figure flickered.
He abruptly appeared in midair before Jiang Chen.
Blood was now constantly seeping from his body of garbage. Vast swathes of crimson intertwined, with countless black words churning within.
Wailing, screaming, darkness, fear, horror...
Jiang Chen could vaguely make out a few words.
These black words seemed to bear all of Chen Ren's misfortune and suffering. As they intertwined and churned, they erupted with astonishing resentment.
Wails rang through the air.
The piercing cries sounded as though countless inhuman monsters were emerging from the darkness.
Even Jiang Chen's vision blurred for a moment. He felt