The Approaching Battle

“Of course, look who I am,” Xia Yupeng said confidently, “Start it.”

Then, he pressed the Enter key on the keyboard.

Ma Guohao was in the instrument, and a row of coils lit up with red light.

As the light lit up, strands of black aura were constantly being drawn from Ma Guohao’s body.

Ma Jiahao stared anxiously at Ma Guohao, expecting things to get better.

On the other side, Fang Yutian, transformed into a maid, had already arrived at Ma Guohao’s room after greeting other maids on the road.

At this time, after he and the busty maid tidied up, the basically damaged furniture and items had been moved out.

In short, everything had been moved out.

Now the room was empty, leaving only scratch marks all over the floor.

Just as he was still thinking about where to start.

The scratch marks caught fire.

At this time, not only the scratch marks, but also the footprints.

The items in the manor that Ma Guohao had touched yesterday began to catch fire.

The manor began to become a mess.

Originally, the busty maid was still hesitating about how to deal with the damaged items that had been moved out of the room.

Now, a fire solved her troubles.

Fortunately, these things were moved outdoors, otherwise, if they were inside the manor, it would probably directly turn into an uncontrollable fire.

The burning footprints in various parts of the manor began to spread.

The maids began to look for water basins, teapots, and whatever they could find to hold water, and began to put out these small flames in a hurry.

Some other small things were directly thrown into the outdoor fountain to extinguish them.

But unfortunately, there were too many places, and there was no time to put them out for a while, and the fire began to intensify.

The maids had to work harder to deal with these flames until all the maids were summoned and began to put out the fire under Yang Jia’s organization.

Except for Fang Yutian.

He had seen such a fire.

Five years ago, his home, his family, was destroyed by such a fire.

At this time, he was standing in the raging sea of fire.

The rising air currents caused by the high temperature were blowing his hair (although it was a wig): “Found you, you bastard.”

That arsonist monster.

At that time, he and his parents should have come out of the sea of fire.

Although his psychic power was not as good as it is now, and it was not as powerful as it is now, not to mention that he was using it very low-key at that time, even so, he could have escaped the fire smoothly, including others.

But as long as the arsonist monster did not personally appear in front of Fang Yutian.

He turned around and followed the footprints of the flames to the wall in front of Ma Guohao’s room.

There, the flames formed a line, drawing the shape of a door in the gaps of the mechanism, as if inviting Fang Yutian to open it.

He admitted that he did not become a magical girl for the sake of love and peace, but to avenge the monster who killed his parents.

At this moment, walking to the door, he quickly calmed down.

He did not think that the scene in front of him was the work of the arsonist monster, but it was definitely not irrelevant.

Fang Yutian summoned a red wing and turned it into a mask, wearing it on his face.

He did not want to act as Fang Yutian in the next action.

The wallpaper began to turn into ashes, revealing a scarlet metal door.

He raised his right hand, and an invisible psychic power blasted open the door through the hot metal door.

The scene inside was relatively better, and flames were burning in the gaps of the metal plates.

Without the obstruction of that mysterious metal, Fang Yutian’s psychic detection smoothly unfolded underground.

Then, he saw Ma Guohao, Xia Yupeng, and his subordinates, as well as Ma Jiahao and other maids waiting on the side.

In a flash, he understood a lot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“I was underestimated.”

He touched his head and ran directly from the underground passage.

Ma Guohao was roaring at this time.

Every time a strand of black aura was drawn from his body, his expression would become more painful.

At this time, Xia Yupeng quickly explained: “Master, I know you are worried about your son’s condition, but I have to say that the process of extracting [Dismal] is very painful, but only after it is done will he not be completely monsterized.”

Ma Jiahao stared at Ma Guohao anxiously, expecting things to get better.

Xia Yupeng’s method was indeed effective.

In the process of extracting, the mechanization of Ma Guohao’s body began to reverse little by little.

The instrument’s treatment progress increased from 10% to 15%.

Seeing this scene, Ma Jiahao’s serious face eased slightly, and he began to talk to Xia Yupeng about the topic of monsters.

After all, after yesterday’s events, he began to realize the potential of monsters.

He began to seriously ask the industry expert in front of him for advice.

Xia Yupeng, the founder of the Monster Research Institute, was naturally an expert on monsters.

This title was actually a little-known piece of information.

After all, monster research, as a technical branch of transhumanism, was also an extremely taboo choice.

Although Xia Yupeng was currently committed to making those monsterized forces controllable and benefiting society, such research did not receive much support.

For a long time, people believed that monsters were the embodiment of destruction, and their power and existence were for destruction and crime.

The proportion of monsters among criminals was particularly high, causing particularly serious damage.

Especially in the era before the appearance of magical girls, monsters even began to plan to rule humanity.

At that time, except for a few people who could be spared from monster attacks, most humans were afraid of their existence itself.

Later, until more and more magical girls appeared, humans gradually began to restore their past peace.

Now, monsters have long been rare and have become the spokesperson for urban legends.

But now, after witnessing Ma Guohao’s rampage after becoming a monster, Ma Jiahao also began to recall the turbulent years of the past.

“Seeing as you helped me this time, can I invite you to visit your research institute next time?”

“Since Master said so, I will definitely invite you another day.”

At this time, they were peaceful, completely unaware of the fire and chaos happening on the ground, and unaware that Fang Yutian was on his way.

Until.

Ma Guohao began to hit and struggle against the instrument’s restraints, and the mechanization intensified again.

Seeing this situation, Xia Yupeng chose to inject Ma Guohao with a sedative.

Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Ma Guohao’s movements were now somewhat beyond his expectations.

He began to re-observe the instrument and the data displayed on the operating table.

“Yupeng, what’s going on?”

Xia Yupeng looked at the instrument again.

The coils were still running, but the power and coordination frequency were constantly accelerating.

Looking at the operating table, the observed value of [Dismal] in Ma Guohao’s body was constantly jumping.

“Something is promoting the young master’s monsterization,” Xia Yupeng said, putting on a pair of electronic glasses.

Through the glasses, he could observe [Dismal], an energy body composed of negative emotions, which was the energy source for monsters to maintain their power and promote monsterization.

At this moment, Xia Yupeng’s perspective observed several balls of [Dismal].

The most important of these was the ball on Ma Guohao, which was the [Dismal] he was trying to remove from his body.

It was pulsing like a heart.

A line was connected to it.

Along this energy line, he could see another huge ball approaching.

“It seems that the young master’s monsterization was planned by someone,” Xia Yupeng exclaimed, then looked at the master and asked, “Do you have any enemies?”