Xiao Luo gazed at Fu Yiren lying on his chest with her eyes closed. He watched her curved and long eyelashes fluttering in the breeze, and could still clearly remember what she had said to him.

“We are the perfect match. Heaven has arranged it!”

Fu Yiren had been teasing him and expressing her love to him in her unique way. And here she was now seriously injured and there was every likelihood that she might even die right before his eyes.

For his sake, she bravely faced up to the strongest opponent she had ever faced without flinching.

Was he touched? Did he feel bitter, or even forlorn?

Perhaps it was a mix of these emotions, for Xiao Luo’s mind was overwhelmed by a sense of loss that he had never felt before.

Even King Kong was filled with grief and indignation at seeing his NSA colleague, Fu Yiren, so badly injured. He dug his fingers into the turf in frustration, unsure what else to do.

Su Li looked confused and wasn’t sure how to react. They were both women, and Lady Poison’s affection toward Xiao Luo did not go unnoticed. She had shown her love for him and recklessly defended Xiao Luo with no concern for her life. Compared with Lady Poison’s love for Xiao Luo, Su Li felt inferior.

“She overestimated her abilities and forced my hand. I have already been merciful by not smashing her to pieces when I retaliated.”

Curisa said disdainfully as he walked toward Xiao Luo. He had come to this world with the impression that he was above all the beings here—a god in the eyes of these mortals. Yet, they had the gall to challenge his status and dignity time and time again, and Curisa could take it no more.

“Mortal, when I break your other leg, the matter will be over, and you and your people can…”

Curisa abruptly stopped speaking, and his expression changed. His eyes widened in shock, and blurted, “F*ck, what the hell?”

King Kong and Su Li were equally stunned and felt a chill run down their spines.

To everyone’s surprise, Xiao Luo rose silently. It was as if he had skipped the process of physically getting up, and just morphed into a standing figure. Adding to that, his appearance had undergone a tremendous change.

His hair turned white, and his pupils were a blood-red hue, with the white of his eyes dark as black holes. His skin was paler than usual, a ghastly white that made him look like a corpse, and the nails of his ten fingers had turned black.

He emanated a sinister aura!

The countenance of the white-robed man, Ming, changed instantly, and he muttered, “He has red-colored eyes! Is he from the Xiao Clan?”

His tone sounded calm, but clearly, Xiao Luo’s transformation shocked him. The Xiao Clan was a nightmare to the upper class of the Light Clan, as far as he could recall.

The Xiao Clan appeared from nowhere a thousand years ago. They were extremely aggressive invaders, and every member of their Clan was exceedingly brave and proficient in battle. They could regenerate rapidly and were notably fanatical in battle. Their prowess was limitless and when their eyes turned blood-red, they were at their strongest.

“I have broken your arms and legs, so how the hell can you still stand up?”

Curisa’s expression changed drastically as he scowled at Xiao Luo. He was shocked to discover that Xiao Luo’s arms and legs had healed completely. Incredibly, they were functioning normally. What was going on? How did he recover so quickly, and how did a mere mortal have such an ability? Even the members of the Light Clan could not do it.

“Scr*w you!”

The only response Curisa got was a hoarse growl that seemed to have come from hell. Xiao Luo’s body gave out a raging, murderous aura that signaled his intent. A strange blood-hued glow shrouded his body. With a thunderous roar, he took a step toward Curisa, then charged like a raging beast with lightning speed.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ground cracked and collapsed under his stomping feet, and the park reverberated with the sound of thunderclaps and howling winds.

Curisa froze in alarm as Xiao Luo’s speed was phenomenal and seemed many times faster than before. Curisa sensed Xiao Luo’s aura and knew he was in danger. The threat of his approaching adversary made his stand on ends.

Before he could react, Xiao Luo had already appeared in front of him. And without warning, Xiao Luo’s palms mercilessly smashed into the silvery energy field that surrounded Curisa and shattered it.

Curisa flew back and blood gushed from where Xiao Lu had struck.

“D*mn you! Go to hell!”

A malevolent roar shook the entire wetland park. Xiao Luo had now transformed into a beast and was racing toward Curisa wildly. Even before Curisa landed on the ground, Xiao Luo wound himself up, and in the most barbaric and violent manner, sent Curisa flying again.

CRASH! BANG! CRASH!

Curisa smashed into the wetland park like a cannonball. Many trees in the forest toppled, and a cloud of dust filled the sky.

“Unbelievable, he did it! Mie has defeated him! That’s incredible!”

King Kong widened his eyes in disbelief. He had confronted Curisa earlier and was well aware of Curisa’s strength and prowess. It was an overwhelming power that was hard to resist. And for Xiao Luo to achieve such a feat was almost impossible to imagine.

WOOO-WOO! WOP, WOP, WOOOO!

Suddenly, the familiar sound of police sirens screamed from the distance. The police, receiving a report from the gathering crowd informing them that there was a big commotion going on in the park, rushed to the scene. When the police officers got off the car to check, what they saw bewildered them, and instantly, the same thought occurred in their minds—is this still a wetland park?

The park was like a war zone with enormous pits everywhere, and the nearby trees were destroyed. Needless to say, the immaculate lawn was now thoroughly damaged.

What was going on?

Who did it?

They looked around for the culprit. When they saw Ming, Xiao Luo, and the others, they couldn’t help but curse.

Purple eyes?

Red eyes?

Just who the heck are these people? Are they playing cosplay at this ungodly hour? They’re even wearing cosmetic contacts—don’t they have better things to do than keep after fashion trends?

“Hey, what are you guys doing? Here…”

The leader of the police officers walked over to question them, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a deafening roar. Suddenly, a white figure dashed out from the small forest in Wetland Park. It leaped tens of meters high but did not land on the ground. Instead, it hovered steadily in the air.

“What the…”

All the police officers immediately began trembling as if they had seen a ghost. Several of them could hardly keep their caps in place. They froze in shock. What they saw challenged their sense of logic.

Curisa floated some tens of meters high in the air. He lowered his head and panted as he looked at Xiao Luo. His dust-covered clothes were ripped to shreds and stained with his blood—he looked a pitiful and forlorn sight.

“You d*mn mortal, I will cut you into pieces!”

Curisa snarled, for by now, he hated Xiao Luo exceedingly. He gritted his teeth, and his eyes filled with rage and killing intent. He remained in the air, preparing to attack Xiao Luo again as he recovered from the last exchange.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Xiao Luo’s figure vanished in thin air.

How was that possible?

How was f*cking that possible?

Curisa was flabbergasted and wondered how he could have lost sight of Xiao Luo.