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Apocalyptic Transmigration: The Godslayer Queen

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Chapter 3: The Fate of the Lewd Men

Apocalyptic Transmigration: The Godslayer Queen

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“And you insignificant ants actually dared to set your sights on me!”

The girl’s voice, which was also Mu Qingruan’s, was as cold as ice, like the voice of a demon from hell.

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The sudden change in the girl left the men frozen in shock. They stared at her in terror and instinctively backed away. The tall, skinny man asked with a trembling voice.

“I am someone far beyond your ability to provoke!”

A dense killing intent radiated from Mu Qingruan. It was as though an invisible aura of darkness had enveloped her.

“D-Don’t think you can scare us like this. We’re not afraid of you!”

The pockmarked man tried to sound brave.

“Not afraid? Then why don’t you test that?”

Mu Qingruan let out a cold laugh.

The moment she finished speaking, her figure flashed. She instantly appeared before the pockmarked man and lightly tapped his chest with a finger.

He immediately felt an overwhelming force strike him in the chest. His entire body was sent flying backward before crashing heavily into the wall.

The remaining men turned around and ran in panic.

“Trying to run? It’s not going to be that easy.”

Mu Qingruan’s cold voice sounded behind them.

She waved both hands, sending several streaks of black light shooting from her palms. Every one of them struck the fleeing men squarely in the back.

The men collapsed to the floor, groaning in agony.

Mu Qingruan slowly walked toward them, her eyes filled with contempt and indifference.

“Please spare us, my lady! We were wrong! We truly know we were wrong!”

The tall, skinny man ignored the pain from his injuries and crawled onto his knees, crying and begging in terror.

“Please let us go! We won’t dare do it again. We’ll never harbor such filthy thoughts again!”

Blood trickled from the corner of the pockmarked man’s mouth as he struggled to beg for mercy.

“Great Lady, please spare our worthless lives! We were blind. We’re nothing but a bunch of fools!”

The short, fat man had completely lost his previous arrogance. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he begged desperately.

They repeatedly slammed their foreheads against the floor until the skin split open. Blood stained the ground while they continued pleading for mercy without pause.

“We were just foolish for a moment. Please show mercy and don’t hold it against us. We really don’t want to die…”

Their voices were filled with despair and regret.

Before Mu Qingruan, they had completely lost all their previous lewdness and brutality. All that remained was endless fear and humble pleading.

“You’re this pathetic? I haven’t even started yet.”

A cold smile curved across Mu Qingruan’s stunning face. It was a smile capable of freezing one’s soul.

Her rosy lips parted slightly, and every word she spoke carried an icy chill.

At the same time, a dagger gleaming with a cold light suddenly appeared out of nowhere in her jade-white right hand.

The blade looked especially sinister in the dim light.

She casually swung it through the air. The movement seemed effortless, yet it carried an indescribable sharpness and resolve.

“AAAAAH!”

Three of the men suddenly clutched their eyes and let out bloodcurdling screams that shattered the silence.

The three collapsed onto the floor, rolling around in unbearable pain.

Both hands tightly covered their eyes as blood continuously seeped through their fingers, staining their faces and the ground beneath them.

Their agonized screams echoed throughout the villa.

The remaining men turned even paler. Their legs trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with disbelief and overwhelming terror.

None of them had ever imagined that the seemingly delicate girl before them possessed such ruthless methods.

“Your eyes are revolting. Keeping them would only pollute other people’s sight. It’s better to destroy them.”

A faint smile still rested on Mu Qingruan’s beautiful face, but it carried a chilling coldness that made one’s blood run cold.

Her calm voice sounded as though she were merely stating an ordinary fact.

Yet every word was merciless.

At the same time, her slender, fair right hand swung once more without the slightest hesitation.

The sharp dagger traced a cold arc through the air, flashing with a chilling gleam.

“AAAAAH!”

The remaining men screamed almost simultaneously.

Their shrill cries blended together and echoed endlessly throughout the spacious villa.

Their hands were severed cleanly and fell to the floor.

Blood gushed from the stumps like fountains, instantly staining a large section of the ground crimson.

They stared in horror with their still-bleeding eyes wide open.

Their faces were filled with agony and despair as their bodies trembled violently, as though trapped in an endless nightmare.

The severed hands lay abandoned on the floor, creating a horrifying sight.

The air became thick with the overwhelming stench of blood, enough to make anyone’s stomach churn.

Yet Mu Qingruan remained calm, as though none of it had anything to do with her.

She simply watched the gruesome scene before her with not the slightest trace of pity or sympathy in her eyes.

“What a bunch of idiots.”

White Tiger glanced disdainfully at the humans writhing in agony.

Its master had never been a kind-hearted person.

In her previous life, even with the face of a mature beauty, she could easily disguise herself as the weak while defeating the strong, tormenting anyone who provoked her until they wished for death but couldn’t die.

Now, in this life, she wore such a soft and adorable loli face.

The last person who had dared to covet her had probably grown grass so tall on their grave that no one could measure it.

“Master, what should we do now?”

White Fox looked at the blood covering the floor with obvious disgust.

Such a decent villa had been completely ruined.

“This place is filthy now. Let’s move to the villa next door.”

After wiping the blood from her dagger with a handkerchief, Mu Qingruan tossed the stained cloth onto the floor.

“What about them?”

White Tiger leaped onto Mu Qingruan’s shoulder.

“Let them become food for those starving zombies.”

Mu Qingruan replied coldly.

Without the slightest hesitation, she picked up White Fox in her arms, turned around, and walked out of the villa.

There wasn’t even the slightest pause in her steps, as though everything happening behind her had nothing to do with her.

Not long after Mu Qingruan left, horrifying roars suddenly echoed through the area.

Moments later, a horde of hideous zombies, reeking of decay, surged into the villa like a tidal wave.

Baring their fangs and claws, they charged directly at the people lying on the ground, their eyes gleaming with hunger and greed.

In an instant, the entire villa descended into a bloody slaughter.

The victims let out heart-rending screams that echoed into the sky and lingered for a long time.

Meanwhile, the zombies feasted upon their rare banquet, frantically tearing apart their flesh in a scene of unimaginable brutality.

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