Screams, shouts, wails...
Fear, despair, madness...
These things transformed into wisps of black smoke, flowing into the nostrils of a woman in a luxurious residential area, making her shiver with comfort.
Her wheat-colored skin was faintly visible under the hollowed-out black leather, but the two people tied up had no mood to admire such beauty, feeling only fear in their hearts.
A bearded man, slightly balding, was tied to a chandelier, with several venomous snakes made of black smoke constantly crawling over him, occasionally even crawling into his ears and out through his nostrils.
For these snakes that could freely dissipate and condense, the man’s body was full of tunnels they could crawl through.
In the room, another woman in pajamas was tied to bamboo. This woman was Kelly, whom Camilla had mentioned before. She was originally Camilla’s close friend, and they came to Baidiya together for development. Now Camilla enjoyed a better life while Kelly still lived in the slums.
Perhaps it was abomination that made people ugly; Camilla did not look as pretty as Kelly, even though Kelly had no makeup and only wore pajamas.
"Camilla, please let us go, we’re best friends."
Camilla laughed convulsively: "Best friends... haha!"
"Your best friend living in the slums, unable even to land a decent role, while you live in this extravagant place, starring in several movies!"
"You call us best friends? If it weren’t for you, would I have ended up in this miserable state?"
Kelly couldn’t help but retort: "What does this have to do with me, it’s all you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Camilla slapped her, causing her left cheek to swell, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
"Kelly, don’t talk to her anymore; this woman is a lunatic driven mad by jealousy. She only sees her own failures, blaming everything on others, never considering her own faults."
The man on the chandelier was Kelly’s boyfriend. He had always despised Camilla, and even when tethered by her, he didn’t yield.
He understood her nature, knowing that pleading or reasoning with her was useless.
Even if he were to die there, he aimed to maintain his dignity, refusing to submit to the repugnant woman.
Camilla’s face twisted, and she clawed upwards fiercely. The snakes and insects made of black smoke began devouring the man’s flesh.
The man let out screams of pain, blood dripping from above onto Kelly’s face, eliciting a piercing shriek from her, pushing her psyche to the brink of collapse.
Amidst the tragedy, Camilla laughed contentedly, having finally exacted revenge and made those who had offended her pay the price.
The black smoke condensed into a large mouth, aiming to bite Kelly, but it dissipated in midair.
That was Ramila dissipating it herself. Although filled with abomination, she had no intention of killing Kelly.
A skull appeared beside her, whispering in her ear, resurrecting memories of the countless wrongs Kelly had done to her, reminding her of the difficulty in finding work after their fallout...
Malice flickered in her eyes. She didn’t need to kill Kelly but wanted her to suffer the deepest pain, to regret everything she had done!
A gunshot sounded and a small hole appeared on Camilla’s forehead, and the back of her head was blown away.
Ha Erman walked in from outside, holding a gold inlaid pistol, with eyes burning like flames.
He knew it was this woman who killed those workers in the neighborhood.
"You, you’re Prince Ha Erman?"
Camilla’s blown open skull quickly healed back to normal in mere seconds; she looked at Ha Erman with a slight flush.
The Dongyou Region no longer had a king, but the commoners still preferred to call the rightful heirs of the former royal families as princes.
Ha Erman was the most popular prince, not only due to his immense wealth but also because of his extraordinarily handsome face.
Every night, Camilla fell asleep thinking of Ha Erman, so seeing him left her somewhat at a loss, causing her slender legs to rub together while her fingers gently bit her nails.
"Prince, are you here to marry me?"
She slowly approached Ha Erman, with a look of infatuation on her face. Discover more novels at NoveI[F]ire.net
Ha Erman remained unmoved, firing three more shots in succession, blasting Camilla into the wall, leaving three basketball-sized wounds on her body.
His gold inlaid pistol was also a superpower item, with its power dictated by Ha Erman’s mood, easily surpassing Wen Wen’s former Blazing Tiger Pack of Wolves in rank.
Camilla recovered again, her expression becoming extremely twisted.
"Why did you shoot me, my Prince Ha Erman, don’t you love me anymore?"
Ha Erman frowned slightly; this woman’s power didn’t seem strong, but how did she possess such perverse regenerative abilities?
And whether it was an illusion or not, within such a short period since his appearance, her strength seemed to have increased significantly.
As for Camilla’s delusional and crazy antics, Ha Erman wasn’t surprised. As the region-wide "husband" of the Dongyou Region’s women, he had witnessed many women losing their minds over him.
Once, a buck-toothed schoolgirl forced her parents to sell their property for a chance to meet Ha Erman, convinced he’d fall for her at first sight.
So to Ha Erman, Camilla was just another typical fangirl.
"Fall for you? Don’t flatter yourself. You’re so ugly you make me sick. Besides, even if I were to marry a sow, it wouldn’t be someone wearing an outfit like yours."
"Ha Erman, Ha Erman!"
Camilla screamed a piercing note, her face once again filled with abomination, with numerous ghostly faces formed by black energy floating around her.
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me now; I’ll capture you, keep you caged, and you’ll love me then."
Camilla, like a nimble black panther, swiftly rushed toward Ha Erman, delivering a punch.
Her fist, enveloped in thick black smoke, corroded surrounding furniture as she punched.
Yet Ha Erman didn’t even dodge, letting the punch land on his face.
His white robe emitted a burst of light, directly bouncing Camilla away several dozen meters, turning her entire arm into mush.