The Ultimate Skill of bullet hell doesn’t have precise values; everything depends on "desire."
Whether it’s a desire to kill or a desire to survive, the stronger the desire... the more powerful the Ultimate Skill.
In other words, if emotions can be further intensified, this endless killing can go even further, ten steps, even a hundred steps!
All the blood mist was summoned by Jiang Qing, trying to resist that ball that kept closing in, yet couldn’t be avoided.
Yes, Jiang Qing couldn’t avoid it.
The pervasive killing intent made him unable to move.
Although the ball’s speed was slow, it was still getting closer to him bit by bit!
He had never seen such power.
This made him think of God more than once.
This is the Desire Tower, a place where all challengers are forbidden from using violence.
But yet, the person in front of him could use violence, and an immensely powerful one at that.
The moment he turned into the Red House, Jiang Qing felt he had limitless power, free and unrestricted, as if he could even kill a god.
But now, he once again remembered the terror of the gods.
After the black ball "killed" all the blood mist, there was no reduction in its killing intent...
It’s said that all it took to break through his defenses only consumed one percent of its killing intent.
This man... just how much does he want to kill me?
Wen Xishu actually didn’t have that much killing intent. He desired to kill Jiang Qing, his desire was enough to grievously wound Jiang Qing.
But to be like now, unstoppable and irresistible, crushing Jiang Qing like an ant...
It’s actually more because of another soul inside him.
In the bunker prison, when the "fool" was imprisoned, he was always crying and cursing.
But the reason for his crying and cursing wasn’t his situation, it was crying for Wen Chaohua and cursing those who attempted to harm Wen Chaohua.
And Wen Chaohua, who was the greatest sinner of the Wen Family, had already done things that upended people’s understanding of the Three Towers.
This made everyone who knew the truth crave Wen Chaohua’s secrets.
The fool’s actions, ironically, truly saved him. Because he kept calling for Wen Chaohua, some people made associations...
Perhaps this fool was Wen Chaohua’s weakness, perhaps this fool loved his brother so much, indicating Wen Chaohua treated him very well.
It was this thought that allowed the fool, who should have been wiped out with the family, to survive.
Wen Xishu could feel why he couldn’t muster that many emotions.
Because he didn’t love anyone.
Albert, Wenren Mirror, Xun Hui, Ah Miao, Zheng Zai, Nissen, Yue Yun, Xiaojin, Mr. Liu...
These people only made Wen Xishu lower his guard, feeling they could be trusted.
Maybe in the future, they would also risk their lives for each other.
But absolutely not like how the fool felt for his brother.
Wen Xishu fell into loneliness, but in the end, he was always lonely from the start.
But for that fool, twisted memories were going to take away his brother. That was almost like destroying everything he had.
So the overwhelming killing intent, infinite hatred, all came from the other soul within him, that fool.
At this moment, Wen Xishu only felt... this fool was simply a huge "emotional powder keg."
He still had many tricks up his sleeve.
Even without using the Black Coffin Blood, he had a hidden item from Ding Dong back then.
Despite this, the fool still yearned to see Wen Chaohua, yearned to survive.
This desire, after truly surviving, turned into killing and hatred.
Again, under the Ultimate Skill of the mental bullet hell, it turned into substantial power.
Now, this power was destroying a Red House.
A truly significant Red House!
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t destruction, it was crushing!
Terror already appeared on Jiang Qing’s face, but she could only be terrified; other than that, she could do nothing. Read complete versıon only at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵
The ball finally touched Jiang Qing, and when the first ’kill’ character climbed onto her body.
Wen Xishu saw the bullet screen.
Wen Xishu was somewhat curious...
He wondered, what would Jiang Qing think of if she died.
He slowly approached, touching the bullet screen.
At that moment, Wen Xishu saw content from a previous cycle.
A man was wildly beating Jiang Qing, lifting a wine bottle, chairs, smashing Jiang Qing on the head fiercely, stepping on Jiang Qing’s head hard!
Wen Xishu actually had an impression of this man.
The father of that troublesome kid!
Wen Xishu suddenly understood.
"Fuck you, modify my memories! Modify them!"
The man explosively output his power.
Then, a hundred more new "kill" characters crawled onto Jiang Qing’s body.
Thus, more mental invasions began.
Jiang Qing’s body was decaying bit by bit... but the most absolute thing was this comprehensive "kill!"
These "kill" characters could not only destroy Jiang Qing’s flesh, but they could also kill her from a soul level!
This was true killing.
Countless bullet screens appeared above Jiang Qing’s head.
In the bullet screens, the orphanage children, those abducted in the frontier, those in the Old Mian who longed to return home, the frontier investigators, even Qin Feng, Tang Yi, and Old Tai...
They all kept beating, brutally killing Jiang Qing.
Every bullet screen clicked open... was a brutal massacre.
That troublesome kid’s father, with twisted memories, believed his wife had betrayed him, and the child wasn’t his.
And the troublesome kid’s mother thought the same, believing her husband had a mistress outside...