Some people are still alive, but they are already dead.
Some people are clearly dead, yet they are still alive.
There are also people who have died, but were resurrected, and then killed again.
Especially, when Gu Jianlin merely snapped his fingers lightly, those deformed Fallen exploded under the uncontrollable power within themselves without even sensing any spiritual fluctuation.
The mist of blood that burst forth drifted amidst the wind and rain, dispersing in countless threads like withered roses.
"Since you all insist that Fallen deserve death, without asking for the reasons. Then when I killed this batch of Fallen, how can it be considered harming companions or intentionally murdering superiors? Why do you think I am guilty? Why do you believe I am a Fallen? Whom exactly is this grand spectacle targeting?"
