The infected person’s face twisted into an ugly expression.

Then, his body began to swell, becoming like an inflated balloon.

The next moment, he exploded!

"Bang!"

After the explosion.

Countless droplets of blood scattered, and various intestines and internal organs flew in all directions.

These fragments of body tissue, once they fell to the ground, continued to squirm.

From above, one could see a mass of teeth and eyeballs.

Those eyeballs were all staring intently at Han Xing.

Conveying a sinister and eerie meaning.

"Saint Master!!!"

The nearby Witch Race soldiers exclaimed and rushed toward Han Xing.

That scene just now was too terrifying, causing everyone to feel a chill down their spine.

However, Han Xing waved his hand, indicating they need not come over.

The moment the infected person exploded.

Han Xing had already deployed his Divine Power Domain, blocking those fragments outside.

Therefore, not a single bit of the infectious flesh touched Han Xing’s body.

Yet.

A trace of coldness had already surfaced in Han Xing’s eyes.

He seemed to be gradually understanding something.

This curse wasn’t directed at the Witch Race.

But was aimed at himself.

"Interesting..."

"Do you want something from me?"

"What is it?"

"And who has set their sights on me?"

While Han Xing was pondering these questions.

Suddenly, a series of door-breaking sounds came from beside him.

The group of infected, whose actions had been restricted, simultaneously pushed open the shelter doors.

Then stepped onto the street.

Their limbs were stiff as they turned their heads, staring in the same direction.

At this moment, Han Xing only felt himself surrounded by countless eyes.

The Witch Race soldiers shouted angrily.

"What are all of you doing?"

"Get back there and stay put!"

Yet.

The several hundred thousand infected who stepped onto the street were entirely unmoved.

In unison, they spoke.

"Witch! Race! Saint! Master!"

"Hand over the object!"

"Or you shall die without a grave!"

Their voices shook the entire underground city.

The Witch Race soldiers were shocked and angry, "Do not be disrespectful to the Saint Master!"

Upon hearing these words, tens of thousands of infected eyes simultaneously turned to them.

The next moment.

From the infected, a green liquid simultaneously sprayed out, transforming into Poison Arrows, attacking the Witch Race soldiers.

The soldiers’ eyes revealed a frightened expression.

"Damn it, what do you guys want to do?"

Han Xing frowned and said: "Showing aggression in my presence?"

With that, his faint golden divine power burst forth instantly!

The Poison Arrows emitted a sizzling sound the moment they encountered Han Xing’s divine power.

Like encountering their nemesis.

And then they directly dissipated in mid-air.

Simultaneously.

Seeing the attack fail, the infected displayed the same symptoms as the previous infected.

Their bodies suddenly swelled like balloons, seemingly ready to explode at any moment!

Even Han Xing hadn’t anticipated this scene in front of him.

That antagonist was planning to use these hundreds of thousands of lives to send him a warning!

Han Xing directly expanded his Divine Power Domain to its maximum!

Enveloping the entire city within his domain.

Then, a terrifying aura released from Han Xing’s body.

The nearby Witch Race soldiers felt as if a peerless Divine Weapon was revealing its brilliance!

All the infected were instantly suppressed by Han Xing!

However, to Han Xing’s surprise.

Despite acting in the first second of their swelling.

This group of infected’s self-destruct speed was evidently faster.

"Splash! Splash splash splash!"

In the field, at least half of the infected exploded into meat sludge!

In a split second, the streets of the entire underground shelter turned into a mess of red and green.

Blood stained the ground completely red.

Han Xing remained silent for a long time.

"Saint Master..."

"Brother Xing..."

Wu Ling’Er and Ciri’s voices came from behind.

Han Xing slowly turned his head.

His face showed a cold expression.

A strong intention to kill had already emerged in Han Xing’s heart.

"Very well, I will remember this warning."

But Han Xing was unaware that this was just the beginning.

At that moment.

Ciri and Wu Ling’Er’s expressions simultaneously changed dramatically.

They hurried over to report: "Saint Master! There’s an outbreak of infected chaos outside!"

"All infected have become extremely agitated, and they are frantically attacking other Witch Race civilians!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Han Xing’s eyes turned even colder.

Although he didn’t know which person was targeting him.

It’s evident they didn’t want him to have peace.

Or perhaps they wanted to force him to hand over something the opponent desired through these means.

Han Xing waved his hand.

All infected on the ground were stamped with a layer of Divine Power Seal.

Though just a simple layer of seal, it would require at least Legendary Powerhouses to break it.

Until Han Xing resolved the infection, he could only use this method to cope.

With that, Han Xing directly ordered: "Let’s go, we need to go out and control all the infected."

He, along with Ciri and Wu Ling’Er, are Legendary Powerhouses.

Under these circumstances, they could be of great help.

The three walked toward the exit together.

Yet, there was still one person who remained in place.

Han Xing slightly furrowed his brows, looking at the figure behind him.

"Kathy, what are you doing?"

The figure standing still was the Commander of the Third Main City, Kathy.

Upon hearing Han Xing’s voice.

Ciri and Wu Ling’Er simultaneously halted their steps.

They also noticed that Kathy’s state seemed somewhat abnormal.

"Kathy?" Wu Ling’Er asked softly.

Seeing she didn’t answer.

Wu Ling’Er instinctively wanted to step forward, to check on her condition.

Han Xing reached out to stop her.

He stared at Kathy.

Moments later, the tall woman abruptly lifted her head.

Then, she revealed a bizarre smile to Han Xing.

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