But he did not die.
He was merely overwhelmed by an endless hate. Soon after, Raphinha heard gasps of horror. Those were the cries of terrified people.
"They are scared?"
"What are they afraid of?"
The endless hatred surged, and the foul-smelling Raphinha saw his own body start to grow many sharp spikes.
The material of those spikes had a metallic sheen, and he could even see his monstrous reflection in them.
"So... I’ve become like this?"
"I am a monster now..."
Raphinha’s eyes had turned completely pitch-black. He looked at the fleeing people and quickly spotted those who had hurt him earlier: Matthew and his men.
At this moment, Raphinha’s rational thoughts began to fade away.
He had only one thought left, kill!
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The fourth level of the Bunker.
This is the pseudo-upper class.
Many young children believe that once they reach the fourth level, they can escape the stench of the lower levels, not knowing that the stench of the soul does not change with layers.
"Get lost, you don’t think that I would be responsible for you, do you? Come on, everyone is just playing around, are you serious?"
"Finding you a job and a house on the fourth level, you think you can get what others strive for their whole lives just by sleeping around? Dream on."
In a certain hotel on the fourth level, a girl saw the man’s phone and finally realized that she was just a toy in his eyes.
She wanted an explanation, so the man stopped pretending.
"My current status was bought with my dad’s life when he climbed the Slaughter Tower, you think you can marry me just by being in bed? Climb up to our family? What are you thinking? Beautiful women come every year!"
The man was venting his twisted views, not noticing the girl’s shadow beginning to writhe.
Soon, the girl’s hair also started to grow continuously.
Due to the exaggerated growth speed of the hair, the man finally realized something was wrong!
Though it was nearing the time of the Great Devouring, to a significant portion of people, it seemed like it was still an issue for the lower levels, so life went on as usual.
They did not expect that this time, the first stage of the Great Devouring would be extraordinary.
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The third level of the Bunker.
As a residential level, the third level had significantly better conditions, a place where middle-class families resided.
Some said, perhaps the happiest level was that of these middle-class people.
But others said, being neither here nor there... is the most suffocating and painful level.
Everyone had their own view.
Take Tokugawa Stream for example, in everyone’s eyes, he had always been a very fortunate person.
Handsome, popular with girls, and had a father who gave him money.
All Tokugawa Stream needed to do was to live off his father.
Tokugawa Stream never worked hard; anything he couldn’t afford, he just had to push his father, Tokugawa River, to buy for him.
But not long ago... Tokugawa River disappeared.
Before Tokugawa River disappeared, Tokugawa Stream had argued with him.
"Old man, don’t you think I want to work? If you have the skills, find me a good job!"
"A laborer? I am destined to be a boss in the office, and you want me to be a laborer?"
"In the end, isn’t it because you’re useless? Did you get my consent to bring me into this world? You think I’d willingly be born into such a useless family? Don’t be ridiculous!"
"You can’t find a good job, so go climb the Deceit Tower! Become someone, damn it, you old folks don’t strive, but you want me to?"
Tokugawa Stream said, never expecting that Tokugawa River actually went to climb the Deceit Tower.
As a teacher, Tokugawa River had gone to climb the Deceit Tower... and stayed there forever.
A few days ago, Tokugawa Stream felt great, finally no one was around to control him anymore. He could do whatever he wanted with the house items, no one would nag.
But after a few days... Tokugawa Stream realized that when he had finished everything in the fridge, he started cursing Tokugawa River.
"Old man, you must be hiding somewhere enjoying yourself! You people deserve to die! You gave birth to me but didn’t take care of me properly! Deserve to die! Deserve to die! Deserve to die!"
He cursed crazily, his extreme rage towards Tokugawa River causing his body to mutate.
He seemed to turn into a baby, a giant baby, with umbilical cords growing out of his body, wildly growing umbilical cords slithering like parasites towards other living beings in the house!
"Mommy! Feed me!"
Tokugawa Stream’s bizarre "umbilical cords" seemed to catch a woman.
The bizarre umbilical cords linked with the woman, and in the next moment... the woman’s skin began to age.
She was being drained by Tokugawa Stream, sucked dry.
Just like he did to Tokugawa River, Tokugawa Stream craved to suck the blood out of everyone around him.
But soon, an old man appeared before Tokugawa Stream.
Among the many mutators, Tokugawa Stream was probably the unluckiest one.
Because encountering others, he might still have a chance to resist.
But facing this old man, he really had no chance.
"Old bastard! Feed me now!"
Countless umbilical cords shot towards the legendary Albert Napolitano like vipers!
But in Albert’s eyes, everything seemed slow.
"Sorry, my old bones are not tasty."
Albert’s fist just gently extended forward, and a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.