The eight shadows, after flattening the young man's head, merged into one.
"Thud!"
The young man's corpse crashed heavily onto the ground, raising a slight cloud of dust.
Standing before him was a tall black figure, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with its back turned, its face unclear. The figure wore strange clothing, more like a hazmat suit from a lab, even with a protective mask on its head.
It turned out that the person who had killed the young man wasn't eight people, but one person.
"Divine Land? A magical place!" that person emitted a ghostly, eerie voice.
Fear continued to spread as the person looked at the "meat pie" in his hand and let out a chilling laugh.
"My dear brother, I must collect your corpse for my great museum. And of course, the person who killed you, I will also collect his body here."
...
"Achoo!"
In Jiangnan, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but sneeze, feeling a sense of foreboding spreading in his heart.
