"Wei Tianyang! I... I didn't expect! I still could..." Hans hadn't finished speaking when Wei Tianyang absorbed him into his right arm, causing him to completely disappear.
20 years had passed, and the technology Hans mastered had long been outdated. Besides, he couldn't even manage a mature Black Medicine project. Wei Tianyang had no need for such trash.
As for Ruan Yu, she lay shivering at Wei Tianyang's feet, quietly sobbing.
Wei Tianyang squatted down and gently stroked her spine, saying, "You have taken 12 steps, and now, you have arrived at my feet."
"You killed me once... are you going to kill me again?" Ruan Yu asked.
"No, on the contrary, Ruan Yu," Wei Tianyang replied.
He reached out, and another soldier was drawn over. He grabbed the soldier with his right hand while pressing his left hand on Ruan Yu.
Even the dead could transfer injuries!
The permanent damage caused by years of abuse on Ruan Yu's body all healed, while that soldier suffered horribly.
