บท 110: Awakening

Death.

There was intense pain, as though his heart had been ripped open.

Scenes from his memory flickered like dusty, old photos. The audacious and naughty, yet gentle and caring face began to yellow.

Then it turned gray.

The ferocious mutated human roared and flipped the warhammer in its hand before facing Jiang Chen, whose mind had gone completely blank.

It was fury, but beyond fury.

Anger seemed to have broken a lock in his heart, shattering it.

But his mind was clear and conscious.

[Kill.]

[Kill him.]

Thoughts of slaughter.

Roar!

The explosive shadow dashed at him, the raised warhammer gleaming with a faint blue light.

It was a power warhammer, equipped with a power storage system. It could release energy upon impact, and the damage was comparable to that of an anti-tank cannon, making power armor rather useless against it.