"A Martial Artist! Hahaha! With this Holy Pill, I'm going to become a Martial Artist! I'm going to be one of the elite!"
The young man held the Evil Pill like a devout believer, tilted his head back, and swallowed it in one violent gulp!
BOOM—
The moment the Pill hit his stomach, the man's originally feeble Qi and Blood erupted as if doused in kerosene, surging at an unnaturally insane rate! His bones let out a series of CRACKLE-POPS as his muscles bulged like inflating balloons!
Beside him, the old couple who had just witnessed their daughter being disemboweled showed no hint of grief or terror on their faces.
Instead, as they watched their son's aura surge, their faces twisted into gratified, crazed smiles. Like a pair of marionettes, they began to dance excitedly in the pool of blood.
"It worked! It worked! Our son is finally becoming a Martial Artist! The Song family will finally rise in Black Stone City!"
