Indeed, each has unique skills, and Akons really is a place of natural beauty.
Could this be Ms. Sara's dark form?
Wiping away a drop of blood splashed on his face, Fu Qian gazed at the bride standing before him.
When she screamed earlier, not only her facial features but her entire body was engulfed by an inhuman distortion.
The reclining chair, twice abandoned earlier, finally gave way under the ensuing furious power, shattering into pieces.
As for the source of the blood on his face, Sara's howl was so intense that her exposed neck, starting from the throat, was torn open.
Not only were the blood and tendons clearly visible, but it extended all the way to her chin.
Such wounds didn't take her life but rather filled her body with the same chaotic desecration reflected in her voice, exuding a non-human aura.
And beneath the transformed bridal gown, her abdomen had swelled to an exaggerated size.
The two blood-red eyes twisted close to the chin also stared fixatedly at him.
