Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

Pan Taining's expression twisted into a ferocious grimace for a moment. He, who was usually the best at disguising himself, was now pushed to the limit and was unable to maintain his dignity.

Before Pan Taining could react, Shen Chengyin had already made his move.

Pan Taining's right eye suddenly bulged outwards like a squeezed balloon, and then burst open with a muffled "pop".

The eyelid ruptured, and scalding steam mixed with blood and foam gushed out. The iris and boiling vitreous humor mixed together and bubbled out of the eye socket.

This is just the first step.

The intense pain prevented Pan Taining from paying attention to anything else; he knew this was Shen Chengyin's water-based superpower.

The time-manipulation ability was activated immediately, racing against time to restore the exploded eyeball.

But it was too late.

He uses his powers to repair one eyeball, and the other eyeball explodes again.

Not just his eyes, but also his skin, his fat, and his blood.

In Shen Chengyin's eyes, everything containing moisture was like a lump of clay that could be kneaded at will, with water molecules being manipulated by his supernatural power to ram against his skin.

Pan Taining's flesh beneath his skin churned wildly like ocean waves, and the intense pain made him scream in agony.

No... this is not a level of deification.

Shen Chengyin, Shen Chengyin, he's already reached the level of a pseudo-god?!

This shouldn't be... This isn't right!

This is wrong!!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Pan Taining was suddenly sliced ​​in half at the waist by a metal blade that appeared out of nowhere, his white intestines spilling out onto the ground. In his extreme panic, he relaxed his defenses against Shen Chengyin's psychic abilities, and his mind was quickly taken over.

Shen Chengyin did nothing, but he issued a command in his mind—to increase his sensitivity to pain by a hundredfold.

pain.

Extreme pain.

The wind blows through me and it hurts so much I feel like I'm going to die.

Pan Taining was soaked in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He slumped to the ground, finally realizing that he had no chance against Shen Chengyin.

If Shen Chengyin were only at the level of a revered god, he would still have a fighting chance. But a false god... well, he would only be waiting to die.

"Tangqiao!!!"

Pan Taining used his last bit of strength to scream with all his might.

"Shut up."

A life-altering ability suddenly appeared, causing skin and flesh to separate.

Shen Chengyin cut off Pan Taining's tongue and chin without taking any pain relief measures.

Coupled with a hundredfold increase in pain sensitivity, Pan Taining fainted and then came back to life. His time-manipulation ability repeatedly repaired his damaged body, and a mass of flesh and bones reformed into the shape of an arm, but it could not alleviate the pain.

To survive, Pan Taining had no choice but to torture himself to death again and again.

It hurts, it hurts.

The pain is so intense that I'm numb, so intense that I crave death, I crave release, even if it means being a dog for someone else, as long as it relieves my pain.

Tangqiao.

Tang Qiao, who was fighting in the crowd, heard this faint call and looked up.

His master was calling him.

Tang Qiao dropped the mangled corpse in his hand and turned to walk towards Pan Taining.

One step, two steps.

The sound of footsteps was very similar to the sound of a corpse hitting the ground.

He had only taken two steps when he was stopped by someone.

Su Han crossed her arms and said, "I told you how to fight against the mental imprint, how could you be so stupid?"

Tang Qiao was stunned.

After a long pause, he sighed softly.

"You make it sound so easy."

Using physical strength to resist the control of the brain is no easy feat.

Just like now, he desperately suppressed his desire to walk towards Pan Taining, his legs were trembling wildly, and his muscles and veins were bulging, but he still couldn't stop himself.

That's fucking damn bad.

After years of mental manipulation, it's too late to run away.

Su Han raised an eyebrow, reached into her pocket and pulled something out, then stabbed it into Tang Qiao's arm.

Tang Qiao felt a sharp pain in his arm, and when he looked down, he saw a pale red liquid being injected into his body.

"...What is this?"

"Nirvana Reagent"

……

Tang Qiao slowly walked towards Pan Taining.

With the demon ceasing its killing spree, the superhumans present had a brief respite. They dragged their mangled bodies and desperately moved towards safety, while many others, unafraid of death, gazed at the four figures in the center of the ruins.

Tang Qiao approached.

Upon seeing Tang Qiao's figure, Pan Taining's body, which had been overdrawn by excessive use of his superpowers, finally managed to muster a sliver of strength.

His dog...his dog is here—

"Kill Shen Chengyin! Kill him! Kill Shen Chengyin—!!"

Shen Chengyin then stopped the tormenting actions he was performing and turned his gaze to Tang Qiao.

He showed no wariness, no hostility, and even a sense of schadenfreude. But the utterly devastated Pan Taining remained oblivious to all of this.

Pan Taining used all his supernatural abilities to restore his severed limbs and crawled to Tang Qiao's side.

"Do it! Kill them! Tang Qiao!" Pan Taining's voice cracked, eager to do it for Tang Qiao. "Good boy, kill them!"

Tang Qiao's messy hair fell over her shoulders, and she had no expression.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at Pan Taining.

"OK."

Having said that, the man lifted his foot.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped on Pan Taining's head and smashed it in front of everyone present.

With a soft "pfft".

Brain matter exploded, mixed with blood and splattered all over the ground.