The particles released by the battle robe felt eerily familiar to the Corpse Queen.
The more it could stir up its residual memories, the angrier it became.
It kept growling lowly, as if that strand of residual thought was crazily attacking its already mutated brain. Unfortunately, this strand of thought, like the good thoughts of a fierce criminal in childhood, could not shake such a mature, cold, and brutal personality!
It had to be freed; its existence in this world tortured not only its former self but also those who still had feelings for it.
Wu Hen began to speed up.
His body instantly turned into an afterimage.
Halfway through, Wu Hen activated the Electric Slaughter Battle Robe's burst speed.
His afterimage then turned into a purple stream of lightning, passing through the resentment-corroded area.
