Chapter 350 Inverted World_2

Philomena's body tensed, and a single sentence made her feel like she was being rejuvenated after a prolonged drought, almost ready to believe the other.

Bang!

The Full Moon Pistol pressed against her chin, Wayne's head exploded again, and speechlessly, he watched a figure running deep into the sewer, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

"There's no way around it, just have to let her cool down for now."

The scene shifted, and Philomena was bound to a Crucifix, her mouth stuffed with a Little Octopus, its tentacles writhing and sticking to her face, her expression both horrifying and fierce.

Her body was overwhelmed with intense negative emotions— anxiety, anger, fear, suspicion, loneliness, brutality, and the like; she was affected every moment, yearning for slaughter and destruction, and also had a severe tendency toward self-destruction.

Her love for beauty still remained, exacerbating under the negative influences into almost a type of obsession.