The black energy lightsaber was Wen Wen's new trick. He could do it before, but its lethality was too weak. Now, the lightsaber he conjured possessed a power even greater than ordinary rune swords, making it a perfectly functional sword.
Several energy lightsabers pierced Ning Zhewan's head, heart, and limbs. Ning Zhewan's eyes, like rotten tomatoes, finally dimmed.
Cai Wenshang crawled out, looking at the devastated rental room, almost bursting into tears. How could he possibly afford to compensate for the damage?
But he didn't notice that as he got up, he accidentally bumped into a cabinet. A cleaver hanging from it was dislodged by the jolt, its blade aimed directly at Cai Wenshang's neck!
However, before the blade could fall, it was struck by a fleeting black light and sent flying backward, embedding itself into the wooden door of the cabinet.
Everything within a certain range was under Wen Wen's control. Not even an accident could allow someone to be killed in front of him.
Nonetheless, Cai Wenshang's foot slipped after being hit by the cleaver. His eye socket directly collided with the corner of the table, causing profuse bleeding. Stimulated by the intense pain, Cai Wenshang let out a few helpless roars before losing consciousness.
Wen Wen naturally saw this but did not intervene. Firstly, that blow wouldn't be fatal. Secondly, he sensed something was amiss.
"I didn't detect any energy fluctuations. Was this also your doing?"
Wen Wen turned his head, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Ning Zhewan, who was pinned to the wall.
"Yes... and no."
Ning Zhewan broke free from the energy lightsabers. His body was tattered, but his aura had intensified.
In Wen Wen's mirror-like vision, blue and green energy continuously surged into Ning Zhewan. The nature of this energy was extremely foul, and each strand seemed to possess its own will.
"It's not just me who wants to kill him; it's also the karma he's created."
"You are very powerful, I can't even imagine how terrifying your potential is. But while you can block me, you cannot block their destined fate. You can protect one person, but not everyone."
Wen Wen dug into his ear: "There's no need for so much trouble. If I burn your body to ashes, mix the ashes with bran, and feed it to the pigs, I can resolve this matter."
Ning Zhewan tilted his head and looked at Wen Wen, saying, "You still don't understand..."
"Do you know how Grandma Zhao felt when everyone cursed her for faking an accident just because she fainted while crossing the road?"
"Do you know how the whole family of 'Zheng Hao Chi Baozi Shop' felt when they committed suicide?"
"Do you know how Lawyer Gu..."
Wen Wen frowned: "What is the connection between these things you're mentioning? Also, 'Zheng Hao Chi Baozi Shop' isn't even in this province, so it shouldn't have anything to do with you..."
If Ning Zhewan himself were a victim, or if his family or friends were victims, Wen Wen might have understood his actions.
But the unrelated examples he presented, each spoken as if he had personally experienced them, confused Wen Wen.
Ning Zhewan took a step forward and stomped his foot heavily on the ground. Dirty blood splattered everywhere he stepped, corroding a large pit wherever it landed.
"What I mean is, it's not me who should punish them, but the people who were driven to a dead end by irresponsible speech..."
"That immensely strong resentment!"
"What's the point of killing me? As long as this resentment doesn't dissipate, those people will still die!"
"They deserve to die!"
Resentment...
Wen Wen suddenly understood why Ning Zhewan reacted so extremely to this matter, and why he empathized so deeply with all victims.
He was merely a revenge machine chosen by those resentments. That foul blue and green energy was the residual intense resentment of those victims.
Large amounts of negative emotions could spawn monsters. The Abomination Monster that Wen Wen captured was of this type.
This type of monster was much more difficult to deal with than other monsters of the same level, but it could be easily eliminated if the right method was found.
However, Abomination Monsters were usually regional, formed by the intense emotions of an entire area.
A city was stronger than a village, a large city stronger than a regular town. If the fear of an entire federation coalesced, it could shape an unimaginably powerful monster.
But the resentments attached to Ning Zhewan were different from the monsters shaped by fear. These resentments originated from various parts of the Huafu Grand Area, and even from different regions across the entire Federation.
The total amount of resentment might not equal the fear of an entire region, but these resentments were purer and more concentrated, and thus more difficult to eliminate.
Even if Wen Wen killed Ning Zhewan, this conduit of resentment, these resentments would not dissipate and would continue to shape even more powerful and terrifying monsters...
The creators of the resentments were scattered across the world, their numbers impossible to tally. Some were even dead, making it impossible to sever the resentments by erasing memories.
The formation of these resentment monsters was actually very demanding, but once formed, they were extremely troublesome.
Despite the difficulty, Wen Wen had no intention of giving up. For him, this was a rare specimen. This was the first time he had encountered such a monster, and he certainly wouldn't back down halfway.
Seeing that Wen Wen had no intention of giving up, Ning Zhewan snorted and directly smashed through the window, jumping out. The space within was too confined; he couldn't win against Wen Wen here.
Wen Wen glanced at Cai Wenshang and casually placed him into the containment facility. This resentment should not be able to affect the facility. Then, he chased after the fleeing Ning Zhewan.
A crescent moon hung in the sky. Ning Zhewan ran through the night. With every few steps, he stumbled, and a part of his body would deform, yet his speed increased.
After running only about a kilometer, Ning Zhewan was no longer recognizable as human. Faces of various sizes appeared on his torso, and his thighs became twice as thick and long, covered in bright red muscle.
Occasionally, pedestrians or vehicles passed by. Ning Zhewan would dodge them or leap over them.
Although his mind was no longer clear, he still remembered that his targets were only the over seven thousand voters. Thus, he tried his best not to involve anyone else.
Ning Zhewan ran all the way to a kindergarten and then burrowed into a slide, panting heavily. He felt that he had escaped from Wen Wen.
"So, you like playing hide-and-seek."
Wen Wen's voice came from the sky. Ning Zhewan poked his head out and saw Wen Wen sitting cross-legged on a white cloud, propping his chin with his hand, watching him with a bored expression.
Ning Zhewan recognized this white cloud. It had been lazily drifting above him while he ran. He had thought it was just a normal cloud, only to realize it was Wen Wen. He had never truly escaped.
Black lightsabers appeared around the white cloud, hundreds of them, densely packed.
Wen Wen softly uttered three words: "Sword Rain... False."
Then, these black lightsabers rained down haphazardly. The small playground of the kindergarten was filled with dust and smoke.