Chapter 425: He Will Start a Catastrophe

The corners of the gaunt man's torn mouth curved upwards as he licked the threads sewn across his lips with the tip of his tongue, his pupils reflecting Zhuang Wen's dismembered body.

"Even a rejected failure can harbor such intense grudge?" his smile grew thicker. "It seems my luck is really good today; it's rare to come across such a unique item usually."

Stepping forward, the man's body vanished into thin air, only to reappear at the mouth of the alley the next moment, dragging behind him a black afterimage, every face on his body emitting a piercing cry.

"This alley leads to the Outer City District, have you been to the edge of the night? Or perhaps you're someone who escaped from the very end of the darkness?" The gaunt man's hands had grown new fingers, each one dissimilar, as if they were cut from different people, one of which bore a pattern identical to that on the Mirror God.