Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

The aberration type I moves very quickly.

Her coat shattered into white fragments the instant she moved, scattering like moth wings.

The scarf was torn off, revealing a face that was too beautiful, too perfect, cold yet exquisite.

The beauty mark at the corner of his eye added a touch of eeriness to his deformed face.

The Aberration Type I's exquisite, inhumanly beautiful face still maintained a doll-like indifference, like a Buddha statue enshrined in a shrine that would never laugh or cry.

She leaped out.

Its speed surpassed that of the abyss.

If the movement of the Abyss is a blurry, grayish-white shadow, then the movement of the Aberration Type I is a brutal ray.

The average person's naked eye could not detect her movement trajectory at all. She only left a burst of air being torn apart at the place where she jumped, and the soil beneath her feet exploded, forming a crater with a diameter of two meters.

Aberration Type I appeared at supersonic speed between the Lightsman and the Abyss.

The lighting technician was swept away by the violent airflow and rolled several meters away.

By the time the lighting technician realized what was happening, he had already struggled to his feet, lowered his head, and fled.

Accompanied by the sound of delicate flesh being torn apart.

The deformed arm had already pierced into Yuan's open mouth, going in through his jaw and coming out through the back of his neck.

Yuan's massive five-fingered hand slammed towards her, but the mutant caught it with its other hand. Its five slender fingers dug into Yuan's palm like steel nails hammering into a wooden board, and then it ripped it apart violently.

Yuan's palm cracked.

There was no blood.

Only a black, viscous, tar-like liquid slowly seeped from the wound.

Yuan made a sound.

That wasn't a human cry, nor even the cry of any wild animal that Kirie had ever heard before.

It was a deep, buzzing sound, like something vibrating in a huge cavity, emanating from the depths of that toothy throat.

Type I aberration has no facial expression.

Her face remained beautiful yet indifferent; her doll-like, exquisite features showed no anger, no excitement, and no emotion whatsoever.

She was simply carrying out a mission, a mission given to her by Shen Jue.

This battle was merely Shen Jue's mission.

But Yuan was more resilient than expected.

It violently shook its head, flinging the deformed arm out of its mouth.

The teeth scraped across the deformed skin, making a harsh, metallic sound and leaving white scratches.

Yuan retreated, his disproportionately long arms gripping the ground as he rapidly retreated towards the cliff at an astonishing speed.

"Interesting." Shen Jue's voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

Tong Hui turned her head and saw Shen Jue walking slowly towards the cliff.

His hands remained in his pockets, and his pace was unhurried, as if he were taking a stroll.

Even after being reduced to a pure monster, Miss Yuan's instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm still continues to operate.

Without any hesitation, the aberration type I easily caught up with Yuan, who had fled back into the mountains.

Below the cliff, the Aberration Type I was once again entangled with the Abyss.

The two inhuman beings collided at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive. Each collision produced a dull thud as bones and muscles struck, leaving deep craters in the ground, snapping trees, and scattering dirt and gravel everywhere.

Yuan's power was astonishing, but it was still too weak in the face of Tomie Aberration Type 1, a biological weapon of the people, which was a product of Shen Jue's consciousness and the mutation of the T-virus.

The deformed type appeared slender and frail in front of Yuan, but every attack she made was precise and deadly.

There are no superfluous movements, no exaggerated moves; every attack from the Aberration Type 1 is designed to cause damage with maximum efficiency.

But Yuan's vitality is very strong.

This was something Kirie, who was watching the match, immediately realized.

The Aberration Type 1 had already torn seven or eight wounds into Yuan's body, each enough to kill any creature on the spot.

But Yuan did not fall, nor did he show any sign of weakening.

The wounds were slowly moving and closing.

A thick, black liquid gushed out, forming a thin film on the wound's surface, temporarily preventing the wound from affecting combat.

When Yuan was suppressed to the point of almost being unable to resist by the Aberration Type I, Shen Jue nodded slightly and stepped forward.

Shen Jue simply walked step by step, but Tong Hui felt that his movements were not in the same flow of time as everyone around him.

He moved slowly, but in the blink of an eye he arrived at the center of the battle between the two monsters.

Shen Jue walked up to Yuan, less than two meters away.

The Aberration Type I stopped its attack.

Yuan's face was twisted and ugly, and even his teeth had been knocked out by the deformed type one's fist.

Seeing this, Shen Jue recalled her experience of toothache in her past life and thought that Yuan was probably in a bit of pain now.

Although Yuan's nearly 4-meter-tall body was almost divided into several pieces by the wounds.

Yuan let out a roar.

The mouth, which was originally full of teeth, opened as if most of them had been knocked out.

The already ugly abyss was made even more bizarre by the addition of its teeth, which had been knocked out.

Yuan's eyes moved and locked onto Shen Jue.

The two giant hands, each three meters long and dragging on the ground, rose simultaneously, their five fingers spread to their limit, reeking of mud and rotting leaves, and slammed down on Shen Jue's head.

Shen Jue raised his right hand.

He made no unnecessary movements, his five fingers naturally came together, he raised his arm and made the simplest chopping motion from the upper left to the lower right.

A curved, condensed, silvery-white sword aura shot out from the tips of Shen Jue's five fingers.

This is a blade formed by compressing and shaping the air itself, giving it an almost violent speed and direction!

Without a sound, Yuan's right arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder.

Then the left arm.

Then the right leg.

Then it's the left leg.

The fracture was as smooth as if it had been cut by a cutting machine, and black liquid gushed out from the cross-sections of the four fractures at the same time, like four oil wells erupting simultaneously.

Yuan's body lost its support, and her torso crashed heavily to the ground, where a black, viscous liquid quickly gathered beneath her.

In Yuan's eyes, something incomprehensible to a non-human being appeared.

fear.

Shen Jue stood in front of Yuan, looking down at it.

They felt that if they delayed any longer, the abyss, which was constantly gushing out thick black liquid, would attract the American troops.

A slight smile appeared on Shen Jue's handsome face, but he showed neither the pride of victory nor the excitement of facing a powerful enemy; he simply seemed somewhat bored.

Shen Jue merely used the swordsmanship skills he had learned from the One Piece world, and he completely crushed the non-human creature Abyss from Junji Ito's world.

Meanwhile, the Aberration Type I appeared silently behind Shen Jue.

White scratches from her fight with Yuan were still visible on her arms, but they were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and they were back to normal in just a few seconds.

The doll-like, exquisite face of the Aberration Type I remained indifferent, its eyes vacant.

Shen Jue's consciousness stirred.

The aberration type 1 mechanically and precisely lifted the abyss, letting the black, viscous liquid flow freely.

Then Shen Jue did something that made Tong Hui's hair stand on end.

Shen Jue reached out her right hand and patted Yuan's forehead, the movement as gentle as stroking the head of a stray, injured animal.

"Behave yourself," Shen Jue said gently.

"You are very useful."

Yuan wriggled and struggled, but could not break free from the confinement of the Aberration Type 1.

Shen Jue's action filled Tong Hui, who had quickly run up the cliff, with trepidation and fear.

Tong Hui even had a dark thought: No wonder Lord Shen Jue is not interested in anything except curses. It turns out that what he likes most are these non-human cursed creatures.

Moreover, this non-human creature appears to be female...

When Shen Jue, who was standing to the side, saw Tong Hui's extremely complex expression and obvious inner thoughts, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.