"Release the anger in your heart!"

A sound that seemed to be a beast's roar came from Ramamujam's ears, and in the face of such a strange situation, Ramamujam immediately struggled to raise his head.

He was looking for the source of this sound, because he was sure that the agents who were forcing him to confess did not make such a sound. The sound came so close that it was like it was squeezed out of his throat. But would he make such a sound? Ramamujam already had an answer in his heart, and this answer made him feel even more weird and horrifying.

"Who is it, who is talking!"

As the saying goes, I will never do bad things in my life and I will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Ramamujam is obviously contrary to this statement. He has done too many bad things, whether it is killing his teammates or slaughtering civilians in Mumbai. Everything can be said to be evil and will be punished by God. He himself understands this, so when such a supernatural incident occurs around him, he immediately jumps up in fear.

Under such circumstances, he no longer cared about the punishment that was about to be imposed on him. Instead, he shouted so loudly at the air around him.

His yelling also scared the agents. They thought they had been discovered, so they immediately turned the gun behind them. But when they found that there was nothing there, a teased anger immediately surged into their hearts.

"Clog his mouth and don't let him continue to say such boring nonsense. Procrastinate? How much time do you think you can delay!"

The leading agent said to Ramamujam in such anger, but Ramamujam at this moment did not care about everything he said. He had already focused all his attention on the voice in his ear. The voice was now saying to him.

"Release the anger in your heart, release your tyranny and ferociousness! Look at the people around you, they have already regarded you as prey, they want to tear open your flesh and blood, bite your bones, and swallow your internal organs. If you stay so indifferent, you can only be eaten alive and stripped away by them little by little. Do you want to be like that by them? Do you want to be killed by them and then take away everything that belongs to you? Tell me the answer, Ramamujam Sen! Tell me, what do you plan to do!"

"What do you want me to do?" After being blocked, Ramamujam could only barely make waves of whimpering sounds from his throat. This sound did not make the existence lurking beside him confused his meaning. He made a hoarse laugh and said word by word to Ramamujam.

"I want you to let go of yourself, I want you to let go of your anger and animal nature. Put aside those unnecessary rationality and give your body to your instinct. Only in this way can you save yourself. Only in this way can you take back everything that belongs to these guys with your own hands. Come on, Ramamujam, do what I said. At this time, do you have more choices?"

This strange request did not make Ramamujam feel any affection, but instead made him even more afraid. Because such requests were not like something that a good person would make. If he did nothing and did what he said, it would probably lead to a very terrible situation.

So, even though the agents had already started to bring him great pain, he was screaming and roaring constantly. But he still did not do what the voice said. Even at this time, he still struggled to question the voice like this.

"What the hell are you? What do you want from me?"

"Do you still have the mood to care about this issue now? Look around you and see what they have done to you. You are so indifferent to them and so petty about me? Very good, since that's the case, then slowly taste the pain. If you can still act as firm as you are to me in their hands, I will tell you what my identity is!"

As he said such words jokingly, the voice slowly subsided. At this time, Ramamujam immediately felt the terrifying pain coming from his body. His knuckles and his exposed flesh were cruelly twisted and cut open by these agents. The agents were using professional methods to stimulate the nerves in his body. This stimulating movement was constantly bringing him painful torture.

At this time, Ramamujam already felt that life was worse than death. The pain that kept coming from his nerves had already made him burst into tears. He could not control his natural reactions in his body, nor could he control the despair and anger in his heart. Especially when the agent leader looked at his current appearance and said with a contemptuous expression that he had twisted his arm, this despair and anger suddenly erupted like a volcano.

At this time, he no longer cared about any consequences or consequences. He chose between being tortured by these agents until death and falling into the palm of an unknown existence, and he had already chosen the latter regardless of his fate.

"Okay, just listen to you. Release your anger and beastly nature. If you want me to do this, I will do it! As long as you can make me stop this, as long as you can let me solve these damn bastards. No matter what it is, I will follow what you said. Come and let me see what the hell you can make me do!"

When he struggled to shout such a voice from his heart, Ramamujam had already let go of his control of his reason. And just as he completely let go of his control, waves of rampant laughter were coming into his ears one after another.

"Yes, that's it, that's it. Let go of your body and mind and give me all the rest. I can assure you that these people will pay the price for their actions, and they will definitely have a dead end!"

Darkness drowned Ramamujam's vision like a tide, and flames swept through his heart instantly like a tsunami. In a short time, Ramamujam had completely lost control of his body, and replaced it with the layer of black tight armor on his body, which squirmed like life, surrounding him.

Something beyond imagination happened in front of all the agents. They watched Ramamujam, who was unable to resist, suddenly as if possessed by divine power, throwing the two agents pressed on him out like sandbags. At the same time, a layer of dark black spread from his torso like a water flow.

It was something like sludge. It should be a dead thing, but when it wriggled, it gave people the illusion that it seemed to have a life-like illusion. And in this special wriggle, the black sludge quickly passed through Ramamujam's limbs and head, and wrapped him intact.

This seems terrible, because Ramamujam, who is completely wrapped in black, can easily make people feel that he is about to suffocate. However, suffocation is impossible, because after the layer of sludge wrapped around his head, it quickly becomes a texture like a breathable veil. While it becomes thinner, it slowly becomes abstract from the basis of the human head. It looks like a monster's head, revealing its hideous eyes and mouth.

Just looking at his appearance, he already has fearful capital. And his capital is far more than this. As the part of his head turns into a monster, Ramamujam's wrapped hands and feet also turn into huge claws like beasts.

Because of the initial torture, Ramamujam's fingers and arms were twisted into strange angles. However, under the wrapping of this layer of black sludge, these injuries that should have been very serious were no longer troublesome.

Those fingers and joints quickly made crackling sounds that made people sore teeth under the tight sludge. They were completely corrected. Although the process was inevitably painful, it finally achieved a satisfactory result.

Faced with such a result, Ramamujam, who had transformed into a monster, howled like a wild beast, and then directly reached out to grab an agent beside him who was stunned by his changes.

The huge claws were closed, and it was like crushing an egg, and the agent's head was crushed. Looking at the blood and brain matter flowing in his palms, Ramamujam, who had transformed into a monster, made a secret laugh while sticking out his black tongue that looked like a snake, and licked hard at these things.

"Human flesh and blood! It's really a taste that I haven't eaten for a while!"

When the monster used his tongue to wrap these things into his mouthpiece, he made such a sound. When he heard this sound, all the agents shot at him desperately as if they were crazy. Of course, this was of no use.

Huang Chengcheng's bullet shot on him, stopping before the black skin as if he had lost his kinetic energy. Faced with such a powerless attack, the monster was already smiling lowly and pounced at the agents like black lightning.

He is a natural hunter, and is an existence that gathers countless terrible biological genes. In such an identity, facing a group of agents who are only ordinary people, the result is actually a destined thing, death and destruction. This is the only thing he can do, and it is the only thing he can do well. Now, he is already rushing with them!

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