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Chapter 539: Towards Darkness
Nightmares are connected to dark memories and also to Yun Zhuo’s source of power.

Every time he was trapped in the quagmire of that memory, it meant an opportunity to unlock his power and integrate into the unknown terror, which made him excited and trembling.

And he seemed to possess some kind of talent, always able to survive in desperate situations and take advantage of the situation.

Blend into the darkness, master the darkness...

Then evolve, evolve, evolve!

So what next?

Revenge?
He wasn't quite sure.

The "enemy" that was engraved in his memory still seemed out of reach.

The raging fire that swept across the mountain with lightning was the deepest fear in the nightmare.

But he believes that at least those who have mastered the power will no longer have to fall into nightmares.

After all, even his hometown was out of reach. His adoptive parents, a kind couple of ordinary people, brought him out of trouble and gave him a new identity. A brand new future was slowly unfolding before him...

Yun Zhuo felt fortunate that he seemed to have the opportunity to choose.

Choose to delve deeper into his nightmare, or leave it behind completely, thereby adapting to a new identity and embracing a new life.

He was in no rush to make a choice.

But in reality, he no longer pays attention to those noises.

Those gossips, insults, sarcasm or provocations will no longer arouse his emotions.

Except for his adoptive parents, Yun Zhuo almost gave up communicating with any ordinary humans.

It seems that only in this way can he focus more on his own growth, his vision can jump out of the "world of ordinary people", and thus appreciate the mysterious scenery of the super-species world!
Therefore, he is more likely to notice the "abnormalities" around him. He finds that the world is not as peaceful as most people imagine.

For example, some teachers in his school secretly communicated with a dangerous sect whose identity was unknown, and seemed to have some ulterior motive; for example, he saw that the classmate who had once disparaged his appearance in person was being seduced and eroded by the mutant, and his spirit was almost hollowed out, like a walking corpse...

Of the unusual events he noticed, some were within his control, while others were not.

But he turned a blind eye to it all.

Yun Zhuo is not an idealist.

He never aspired to be noble.

He treats the world the way the world treats him.

This is his principle, his fairness.

In this world of undercurrents, he ignored everything that had nothing to do with him and focused only on evolving himself. He was reborn from nightmares time and time again, and he grasped stronger power time and time again!
Until the following autumn.

It was an ordinary weekend.

Yunzhuo returned home and walked along, looking at the house they lived in from far to near in the afterglow of the evening sunset.

The two-storey house was dimly lit and quietly located in the well-manicured green space.

The "home" atmosphere made him walk briskly.

Although he is already a super-material species that is superior to ordinary humans, his adoptive mother's cooking skills always remind him of the simplest happiness he had as a human being.

As he got closer to home, his mind began to emerge with his adoptive mother's specialties and her signature smile, which was not beautiful but always warm and enthusiastic.

In the past, at the dinner table, his adoptive father talked eloquently, like a learned explorer. He had traveled all over the world, seen enough scenery, and his conversation was always fascinating.

Their lives are actually very enviable.

Yun Zhuo stepped onto the stairs.

His steps paused, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

He stared at the half-open door with a cold gaze...

The draft from the open window opposite caused the door to creak and shake...

The autumn day in Alaska was not warm, and the fire in the house had gone out.

In the few seconds of pause, Yun Zhuo's heart was like a surging tide.

However, when he calmed down and stepped into the silent house, his entire temperament had completely changed.

In the kitchen, dishes were scattered and soup was spilling from the dining table to the floor, but the foster mother was nowhere to be seen.

The door of the study connecting to the living room was open, and the wooden box where his adoptive father hid his gun was opened. The black pistol lay in a corner of the dining room, loaded with bullets but never fired.

It was already clear at this point that something had happened, but Yun Zhuo did not call the police immediately.

He stayed in silence for a while in the house where he had lived for two years, collected all possible clues, and then left alone.

Something happened to my adoptive parents.

It is a confirmed fact that the perpetrator is not an ordinary person.

Yun Zhuo was not sure when the police would discover the abnormality and intervene, but his own purpose was very clear.

Following the trail all the way, from the community to the main road, and then into the countryside... he finally came to an inconspicuous small farm.

The small farm seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

It was early in the morning, and the darkness concealed all secrets that could not be revealed.

Yun Zhuo sneaked into the house silently like a nimble beast...

The beast was bloodthirsty, and a thick smell of blood was surging in the basement of the house.

So Yun Zhuo went down the road, sneaking in the darkness, with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

And when he appeared in the bloody underground "slaughterhouse", bloodshot had already covered the whites of his eyes!

Head, torso, limbs, internal organs...

One, two, three, four...

It is difficult to count the fragmented remains, whether hanging overhead, lying flat on the "chopping board", or... discarded at will.

Yun Zhuo stopped in front of a plastic bucket covered with a black bag.

A broken head appeared in the pile of debris, revealing half of a not-so-pretty female face. There was no smile on her face, and her wide-open eyes were filled with the horror of death. On a sturdy arm hanging behind him, there was a black mechanical watch that was not expensive.

That was the gift he bought for his adoptive father's birthday with the pocket money he had saved for a long time...

Yun Zhuo stood there steadily.

His breathing became heavier, and every breath was swallowing up "despair", the lingering despair that many people left here when they were about to die.

……

In the center of the Starry Panlong Formation, on the prayer platform, Yunzhuo Ganglamedo had a gloomy expression.

"Understand me? Ha, ha..."

He smiled, but there was no trace of a smile on his face: "You speak as if you have been through what I have been through, and have experienced what I have felt... Then tell me, have you ever experienced what despair is?"

As he spoke, Yunzhuo Ganglamedo's two-state clone had already moved!
The poison arrives before the body does.

The thick poisonous fog that came out of Ertai Yunzhuo's mouth quickly filled the distance between the two of them. All the space covered by the poisonous fog formed Ertai Yunzhuo's unobstructed personal domain.

Immediately afterwards, poisonous claws grew out of Yun Zhuo's palms, and he crashed into the poisonous fog with his cheetah-like agility!
The entire poisonous fog seemed to have "life", with limbs and organs. It instantly opened its "big hand" and wrapped up Jiang Qian, who was about to escape from its coverage.

Yun Zhuo's voice rang out: "I curse you, from now on... experience my despair!"

Poison mist, poison claws, and curses were Yunzhuo Ganglamedo's new abilities in his second state. Combined with bewitching and trickery, they formed an unbreakable crushing force.

Even Jiang Qian's spiritual vision was restricted by the fog.

The second-state Jiang Qian used his poison sac to quickly devour the surrounding toxins, creating a glimmer of hope for himself. He lurked like a snake in the thick fog and wandered aimlessly, escaping danger several times, but soon reached the end of the road again.

No matter how sharp his fangs were, or how quick his reactions were, he was trapped in the opponent's territory and could not hide his disadvantage. In an instant - his head and body were separated!

……

"'Those'...are they people you are familiar with?"

The sudden light curtain shone into the dark and smelly underground space, and the real hunter spoke softly to the prey that was already trapped in the cage.

A fat, gloomy, brown-haired white man, holding a long bone-chopping knife, was walking down the stairs leading to the ground slowly. He also locked the only exit of the basement.

He is the owner of this house and the culprit for all the mutilated corpses here.

If Yun Zhuo paid enough attention to the news from the outside world, he would be able to guess the identity of this man. The local police called him "Ogre Bobby" - a serial killer who would leave his name at the scene of corpse dumping!

Of course, this identity is not enough to explain how dangerous this person is.

Because in addition to this, he is also a four-state, complete super species and the holder of a rare dragon card!
Such a being chose Yun Zhuo, who holds the dragon card, as its hunting target. Its purpose is self-evident.

The man had an almost morbid smile on his face, and like a fly seeing flesh and blood, he approached Yun Zhuo, who was "looking down in a daze", step by step.

"That woman seemed to be very afraid of the pain, she kept screaming and screaming... Haha, hahahaha... The man was tough, he lasted long enough with me, without even a word of begging for mercy. Oh, I was really exhausted..."

He kept on showing off his methods in front of the victim's family, and seemed to be playing tricks to anger his prey:
"They are your parents, right?"

However, his "prey" did not behave as he expected, either losing control of his anger or collapsing in fear.

The silent young man remained silent, even sighed, then slowly turned around and raised his head in his direction...

The air seemed stagnant.

The ogre who had slaughtered countless people was shocked. He saw a pair of eyes that did not belong to human.

Then, he heard the other party speak to him in an extremely clear tone, using the language that is unique to "dragons":
"Are you the one who led me here? Why... couldn't you be more direct? Why did you have to go through so much trouble?"

A waste of time...?

This was the last thought of Poppy, the ogre who killed countless people, before he fell into the "nightmare".

……

The poisonous fog dissipated, and the prayer platform was covered with debris.

Yun Zhuo Ertai stood among the corpses and broken flesh, breathing in the bloody air that had not yet dissipated with the poisonous fog, his expression seeming to be immersed.

"Do you feel it? That feeling of 'despair'..."

Jiang Qian opened his eyes and looked towards the real body of Yunzhuo Ganglamedo.

Then she saw his pair of bloodshot eyes staring at her, the smile in his eyes was so cold and cruel, and the surging murderous intent was still brewing and turbulent in those eyes!
Yun Zhuo did not deliberately suppress his desire to kill.

He knows himself well and knows how to gain power from desire.

Since when did he no longer need to suppress himself?
Probably from that autumn.

To be precise, from the moment he saw the bodies of his adoptive parents in that dark and smelly basement, he no longer suppressed himself.

So he let his anger run wild, fighting violence with violence and evil with evil!
The execution of the ogre who tortured and killed his adoptive parents was extremely cruel, and the process lasted for thirty-six hours! He was extremely patient and incisive.

During this period, every minute and every second, he was tasting the "despair" of his prey...

When he walked out of the basement, the body of the ogre Poppy was in pieces and no longer resembled a human.

But the only thing left behind was his almost complete face. That pale, fat, and stiff face was filled with the fear and pain of being on the verge of death!

Extremely twisted and extremely ugly!
Ordinary people would be at risk of soul pollution just by taking a look.

And next to that face and the minced meat on the ground, there was an ironic name left: Bobby.

Only this time, the tragic death was no longer the "work" of the ogre Poppy, but Poppy himself.

Then, Yun Zhuo left.

He left without leaving any trace and without even returning to the "home" where he had lived for two years.

He also abandoned without regret the identity of James Paul that had allowed him to live here.

After all, the people who needed him to retain this identity are no longer around.

Yun Zhuo finally made that choice.

The beast that has tasted blood can no longer live in the countryside.

He resolutely embarked on a journey of revenge to pursue the unreachable "enemy"!
……