The person is wearing a straw hat, and starts with the power of words!

Rather than saying that this sound was made by a human, it would be more accurate to say that it was a terrifying scream emanating from a ghost.

Before Sima Di could even cover his ears, he felt a buzzing in his head, followed by an endless ringing sound.

Even Zibu Sheng, who was lying on the ground, was not spared. Although he desperately covered his ears, he still had an unbearable headache.

Sima Di saw that Brad's face, which was less than half a meter away from him, had become somewhat distorted, a mixture of pain and hatred.

Just as he was about to draw his magic sword, Brad grabbed the blade and shouted something to himself, but Sima Di could not hear anything; all he could hear was an endless ringing in his ears.

Brad grinned wickedly and reached out his hand, his black nails unusually sharp.

Sima Di instinctively released the hilt of the divine magic sword and stepped back, but his body staggered and he had no control over it. Brad simply reached out and grabbed Sima Di's neck tightly.

Brad lifted Sima Di high, but the latter didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Paralysis, negativity, tinnitus, suffocation.

Sima Di could see Brad's mouth opening and closing, still saying something, but Sima Di's vision was beginning to blur due to suffocation.

Just when Sima Di thought he was going to die like this, Brad suddenly released him and threw Sima Di to the ground.

Sima Di took deep breaths of the fresh air.

Although this suffocating feeling was not the first time Sima Di had experienced it, it was still unbearable.

Sima Di looked up at Brad and could barely make out a few words spoken in a high-pitched tone.

"No matter what you do, it's useless. With such severe injuries, you'll probably die before you even escape from here." Sima Di struggled to his feet.

As soon as Sima Di finished speaking, he saw Brad laugh.

"My two...not...the damage is..."

Brad suddenly raised his voice.

"Separate!"

Sima Di watched in shock as Brad drew his divine sword and simultaneously switched into male form. And Brad, in his male form, was completely unharmed!

As he said, the damage from the two stances is not uniform, but calculated separately! This guy is essentially having two bodies!

But so what? If they can take away one of your lives, they can take away a second one!

The divine sword that had landed suddenly soared into the air, aiming straight for Brad's throat.

However, Bright barely looked before extending his right hand, covered in Armament Haki, to block the attack.

clang--

Brad swung his hand back, and evil energy condensed into three iron rings, pinning the divine magic knife firmly to the wall.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Sima felt extremely bitter.

Observation Haki, Armament Haki, and a strange, malevolent aura.

Only the final move of the Seven Star Sparrow could break through the opponent's Armament Haki, and even then, it wouldn't cause a deep injury. But given Sima Di's current state, he simply couldn't use that move a second time.

Sima Di remembered the lighter in his pocket.

If we use that...

Brad noticed Sima Di's subtle movements and suddenly remembered something his father had told him before. Sima Di's ability was similar to a Devil Fruit power that could summon fire spirits. Add to that that strange weapon…

We must not let this woman succeed again!

105 It's too dangerous for children to play like this.

The malevolent energy surrounding Brad suddenly condensed into a two-meter-long scythe, its tip stopping just one millimeter from Sima Di's neck. "Whatever you're planning to do, you'd better take your hands out now," Brad warned.

Brad felt that the person in front of him was looking at him with a dazed expression, as if he had been thinking seriously for a long time before taking his hand out of his pocket.

Oh right, he forgot that people who have experienced the [Screaming of Fear] usually can't hear themselves speak.

"Besides being a little clever, what qualifications does this person have to become the tenth generation...?"

Brad couldn't see anything special about this auntie who was just another face in the crowd.

He didn't understand why the Leader thought so highly of him, and why they weren't allowed to act rashly. He didn't understand why even his father praised him so highly. He also didn't understand why the eleventh generation...

"Whether you can hear me or not."

"I really want to do an experiment right now..."

Brad's tone was gentle.

"In your words, it's like playing a game."

"A game... to see what makes you so special?"

"Those who have played this game, Fei Lu!."7.,1, all died because of their own sins."

"As far as I know... there were no survivors."

"Feel the power of the awakened Demon Beauty Fruit."

"If you are truly qualified to be the tenth generation..."

"Just live on."

Sima Di could only see Brad saying something to him, but he couldn't hear anything.

Perhaps Brad didn't intend for the two of them to hear what he said.

Brad's figure suddenly became ethereal, like a mist.

The postures of people and men change.

Skulls and beautiful women flashed back and forth in Sima Di's eyes.

"Spiritual immersion!"

An evil aura, mixed with a seductive fragrance, transformed into a butterfly the size of a human, its wings fluttering as it swept towards Emperor Sima.

Suddenly, Sima Di realized that the butterfly wasn't a butterfly at all.

Rather... it was the little girl's face.

"It was you, wasn't it? It was you, wasn't it? You're the one who instigated my daughter to kill Tianyu!"

The person in front of me had disheveled hair and was shouting at the top of their lungs.

Emperor Sima remembered this person.

This was the first person to die by his gun.

But... why is he here?

"Unforgivable! I'm going to kill you!" The man raised his gun, his eyes bloodshot, and pointed the dark muzzle at him.

Sima Di always felt that the muzzle of a gun was like a bottomless black hole.

Once a shot has been fired, no one can resist the urge to fire again.

He said that if it happened again, he would kill that person again.

Without hesitation, Sima Di raised his gun and pulled the trigger before he could.

boom--

The human body fell down.

The girl who came out after hearing the noise witnessed this scene.

He looked up, presenting his innocent and naive face to Emperor Sima.

No one could tell that it was this girl who shot and killed a young man.

The man's body was lying in the room diagonally behind the girl.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

"Sissi."

Emperor Sima called out in a low voice.

That's the girl's name.

"Sorry……"

"You killed my mother?" Sisi asked.

"I had to... I'm sorry, I had to kill them before they could kill me. All I can say now is I'm sorry."

"I know."

"What?" Sima Di suddenly looked up.

"They started planning the very day that person said the game was over. They even thought about what would happen after I gave birth..."

The girl's face showed an unexpectedly mature expression.

“I know a lot of things. For example, my father died on the street a few years ago from a drug overdose, my mother sold her body to support me, and some of my mother’s clients even tried to harm me… Brother, you don’t need to apologize. The older brother I killed… wasn’t the first one.”

"What did you say?" Sima Di looked incredulous.

"Although I didn't do it directly, he still died right before my eyes. I was running ahead, and the fat guy was chasing behind me. I just put some marbles on the ground, and he stupidly stepped on them and crashed headfirst into a piece of steel bar."