I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 445 - 443 My Anger is Real

Chapter 445: Chapter 443 My Anger is Real

Wei Tianyang’s mind was still overwhelmed with a multitude of voices, many people were calling out to him.

He tried to temporarily ignore these voices, treating them like some kind of white noise.

The young girl in front of him was curled up in the corner of the cell, wearing a filthy coat, with a bowl of leftovers beside her.

Wei Tianyang approached to check her condition.

"Are you the one calling for help?" he asked.

"Are you really Wei Tianyang?" the girl asked.

In the darkness, the girl couldn’t see his face clearly, but he could see a large swelling on her face.

"I am," Wei Tianyang said.

He picked the girl up from the ground, and at that moment, the factory inside and outside began to stir.

Wei Tianyang took a deep breath and saw about a dozen heat sources moving towards them.

He covered the girl’s eyes, walked out of the ruins, and stood under the moonlight.

These people looked similar to the officials of the Chicken Snake Country but their expressions were even more repulsive, their eyes filled with pure malice.

They hadn’t yet realized the kind of terror they were facing. One by one, they showed their ferocious expressions with guns and knives in hand.

Wei Tianyang didn’t want to waste words. As the group approached him, the leader suddenly shot up into the air, floating like a balloon.

Then, his whole body was horizontally suspended in mid-air, his arms and legs tightly pressed against his sides. It was as if an invisible pair of hands was manipulating him.

Seeing this, the others realized what was happening. The smarter ones dropped their knives and turned to run, but they suddenly found themselves nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Wei Tianyang had pinned their shadows, causing them all to float up, limbs together, necks bent back, bodies leveled.

Their organs ruptured, and their intestines slowly slipped out of their mouths and rear ends, blood, vomit, organs, and feces all bundled with the intestines smashed onto the ground.

Wei Tianyang didn’t want them to die too quickly, so he controlled the movement of the internal organs to not be too fast, trying to let those fragments slide gently out of their bodies.

These people moaned in pain, their bodies trembling involuntarily, their fingers curling up unintentionally, but they were unable to move and could only watch as the fragments inside their stomachs slowly emerged.

The intestines were connected to the mouth, Wei Tianyang severed the connection, allowing them to be pulled out through the mouth, followed by the lungs, stomach, and liver.

This agonizing torture continued for more than 40 seconds. Eventually, the people crashed onto the ground, their bodies convulsed, their faces pressed into their own feces and vomit, silently dying.

Then, he controlled the soil to drag these disgusting bodies underground, the broken concrete was also wrapped and flipped beneath the soil, leaving only a dark mud patch with no traces left.

Wei Tianyang prepared to check a small four-story building nearby, which still held many people, and from the distribution of the heat sources, it appeared to be a group of people guarding another group.

At this moment, the girl in his arms told him that in the morning, a girl had been taken away by the manager, to exchange a kidney for freedom.

Wei Tianyang was furious. He knew that these people would not give them anything. Coming here was no different from being dead.

Carrying her, Wei Tianyang flew up to the front of the building, his four eyes scanning all the rooms, all doors, and windows automatically opened.

Those with weapons flew out first, some tried to shoot, but despite the frenzied striking of the firing pin on the bullet primer, the guns remained silent.

They fell from the fourth floor at a painful but non-lethal speed, with some dislocating their shoulders on impact.

Guns and knives in their hands disintegrated, slipping out of their grip and amalgamating into an iron ball in mid-air before crashing to the ground with a clang.

Like the group before them, these people also floated horizontally in the air with their limbs together.

Next came those who were unarmed. To avoid further chaos, Wei Tianyang nailed them in place.

He asked the girl who the manager was.

The girl looked at the dozens of people sitting together, raising her hand to point at a fat man wearing glasses.

The fat man’s face turned ashen, and he floated up with his limbs tightly by his sides, drifting in front of Wei Tianyang.

The fat man tried to speak but couldn’t make a sound. His head was clutched by Wei Tianyang, and in a brief moment, all he saw was Wei Tianyang’s furious face.

In the moment he reached out and grasped the manager, Wei Tianyang saw all the sins of this small fraud group.

Those who thought they could trade a kidney for their freedom would end up on an operating table having all their organs removed. Afterwards, their bodies were stuffed into body bags, dragged by a truck, and buried in a large pit out in the wilderness.

Wei Tianyang’s forehead sprouted a pair of black horns, his anger revealing his true form, and his skin turned as black as obsidian.

The fat manager’s mouth suddenly opened, and a cracking sound echoed from within. In the silent deep night, his screams carried far away with the night breeze.

One by one, bloody teeth slowly flew out from his mouth, eventually falling to the ground.

Then, his left eyeball quickly became bloodshot, slowly bulging out from its socket, pressing against the glasses and nudging them off his nose.

Wei Tianyang spared his other eye and then slowly pulled out his intestines through his mouth. The manager was in extreme discomfort, constantly vomiting as gastric juices and food mixed with the intestines slid out of his mouth.

Wei Tianyang lost his patience, his rage no longer allowing him to torture him slowly.

He held the girl and walked to the side of the group of fraudster thugs, casually touched one of them, transferring the girl’s wounds to him, and then subjected them to the same long, painful death.

He set the girl down and walked with her to the group of defrauded individuals, releasing them from their shadow paralysis.

These people each had their own thoughts—some were simply deceived, some knew about the fraud but thought of joining anyway, others were in debt or had a criminal record back home and had no other recourse.

Those who were purely deceived were in situations not much different from his own past. The plight of this girl moved him deeply.

Baphomet once said, "People live in their own fictions." Wei Tianyang had fallen into a void of confusion, and these years of emptiness and silence had not helped him make sense of anything.

But tonight, suddenly hearing so many people speaking about him and calling out to him, the sadness and pleas made him sharply aware that perhaps human-created concepts are void, but human emotions are real.

Unconcerned with justice or morality, he decided to act according to his own feelings, embracing his true nature, as one cannot betray their own nature.

Because his anger was real.

The girl’s father couldn’t support her, and Yin Country offered no escape. Even if he sent her back, her life wouldn’t improve.

Regardless, the child was innocent. Wei Tianyang looked at the girl and extended his hand.

"Come with me, Starbucks."