"You... you're going to commit murder? You want to annihilate Fusang? You..." The Chief Minister's face was aghast, unwilling to believe that Wu Tian truly intended to carry out such a heaven-defying act.
It took a long while for him to come to his senses. "No, no, no, this is impossible! In this day and age, who talks about annihilating a country? This era..."
"No matter the era, you will die and Fusang will fall. This is destiny."
As his words fell, Wu Tian's claw shot out.
SHRRK!
Before the Chief Minister could even react, Wu Tian seized one of his arms. With a single tug, he ripped it clean off, meridians and all. A heart-rending agony ripped through him, forcing a horrific scream from his lips.
"Fusang is guilty, and none bear more guilt than you." A cold, chilling smile curled Wu Tian's lips. He looked like an Asura emerging from Hell as he proclaimed, "You deserve to suffer death by a thousand cuts!"
"No, you can't..." the Chief Minister shouted.
