Chapter 28: One of Seven Factors of World Destruction
His body seemed to be drawn into a pitch-black vortex, as if even death itself would dissolve within that silent darkness. Countless hands emerged from the sea of darkness, reaching out and grabbing at him.
It was as if he were the only one remaining in this world.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Yibei was abruptly brought back to reality, and the sounds of the door being slammed shook his eardrums.
“F-f*ck…” he heaved. He breathed violently as if he were lacking oxygen and keeled forward once again as the sharp pain in his abdomen flared up.
The scissors moved on their own; they tore apart at the seams of his clothes and plunged themselves into his belly. Its tip submerged slowly into his abdomen, and blood started to pool around his tattered clothes.
Thankfully, the wound wasn’t deep, and he could feel that his vital organs weren’t injured.
He stared at the scissors that were plunging into his belly and decided to do nothing.
He knew that if he were to pull it out, his blood would start gushing out like a waterfall.