The dark age of mankind is coming

"Please spare us, sir! We know we were wrong. We shouldn't have knocked you out. You must have come here to look for supplies, right? We have some reserves in our village, you two can take them." The village chief, who always knew how to judge the situation and bend and stretch, did not hesitate to drag his son to his knees in order to save his life. He kowtowed desperately, and the sound of his forehead hitting the ground could be clearly heard.

"That's right, just take them all. Please be merciful and let us go." The village chief's son followed his father's steps closely, nodding and bowing continuously with a fawning look on his face, fearing that any carelessness would bring him death.

An Ning and Xuanyuan Zunqi were like two sculptures, staring expressionlessly at the two people who were begging in front of them. There was not even a trace of pity in their eyes.

"Don't you know what you did? Let you go? It's too late." An Ning's voice was like cold frost, so cold that it made people shiver. Ever since she knew about the evil deeds of these villagers, she had never thought of forgiving them.

When the village chief and his son heard these brief and decisive words, they seemed to have instantly fallen into an ice cellar in the abyss. Their bodies became extremely stiff and they were unable to move at all.

"I didn't intend to kill anyone, but you, didn't." An Ning's voice was low and firm, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, making people shudder.

As she whispered softly, she slowly raised the pistol she had just taken out, her eyes were as cold as ice, without any emotional fluctuations.

I saw her fingers tightly gripping the trigger, her arm trembling slightly, but extremely stable.

The black muzzle of the gun was like the eye of the god of death, locking onto the village chief's head.

A loud "bang" suddenly sounded, breaking the deathly silent atmosphere in the house.

The fatal bullet flew out from the muzzle and rushed towards the village chief's head at an astonishing speed.

However, something unexpected happened.

Just when the bullet was about to hit the village chief's head, it suddenly stopped as if blocked by an invisible force.

It was only one centimeter apart, but this insignificant one centimeter became an unbridgeable gap between life and death.

In an instant, all the movements of everyone in the room came to a sudden stop, as if they were under a spell.

The time in the entire room seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything fell into absolute stillness.

No one could move at all, except for the users of special powers. The village chief was able to move freely, and even An Ning maintained the same posture.

No one would have thought that this seemingly ordinary village chief was actually a psychic with such a special ability - controlling time.

What's even more terrifying is that he has been hiding his identity as a person with super powers so well that even the villagers are unaware of it. His scheming is beyond imagination.

"Hmph! Since you won't let me go, then come with me!" With an angry shout, the village chief suddenly jumped up from the ground.

His face, which was covered with wrinkles and looked like dry bark, was now distorted and deformed, revealing endless hideousness and ferocity.

The pair of hands that were originally dry and weak became as hard as steel at this moment. He quickly took out an extremely sharp little dagger from his waistband and stabbed at An Ning without hesitation.

Seeing the extremely sharp blade gradually approaching him, An Ning felt a strong desire to survive.

She desperately mobilized every bit of spiritual power in her body, letting it flow through her meridians like a surging torrent.

At this life-and-death moment, a miracle happened!

The body that was originally stiff and unable to move suddenly regained its freedom. An Ning didn't have time to think about it. He quickly dodged to the side and narrowly avoided the dagger that was about to pierce his chest.

Then, without hesitation, she raised her foot and kicked the village chief in the abdomen with all her strength.

This kick was as powerful as thunder, carrying endless anger and power.

The village chief had no time to react and was kicked several meters away like a kite with a broken string, and then hit the hard wall heavily.

There was a dull thud, and the whole room seemed to tremble.

"An Ning!" Xuanyuan Zunqi shouted anxiously, his voice full of concern and anxiety.

His eyes were fixed on An Ning, afraid of missing any details.

Although the village chief's ability is somewhat special, its level is actually not very high.

When An Ning successfully kicked the village chief away, Xuanyuan Zunqi's bound body was finally freed.

Looking at the man in front of her with bloodshot eyes and a worried look on his face, An Ning subconsciously reached out and touched the narrow cut on his clothes on his chest, and quickly spoke to comfort him: "I'm fine, it's just that my clothes were accidentally torn."

However, Xuanyuan Zunqi was obviously not completely relieved.

He raised his arms high, eager to touch An Ning, as if only in this way could he personally confirm whether she was safe.

When he saw the village chief stabbing the defenseless An Ning with a knife, he felt like his heart was about to break into countless pieces.

An Ning felt Xuanyuan Zunqi's nervousness. She gently held the hand he extended to her and said softly, "I'm really fine. Don't worry too much." As she spoke, she also smiled faintly, trying to reassure the other person in this way.

But in fact, An Ning was also afraid deep down at the moment. If it wasn't for the spiritual power bursting out at the critical moment, the consequences would be disastrous...

Xuanyuan Zunqi nodded slightly, his sharp eyes like an eagle shot straight at the village chief, as if he wanted to see through him, and he said coldly: "If you dare to hurt her in the slightest, I will make sure you are doomed!" After that, a flash of lightning appeared, and a huge thunder ball suddenly appeared above the village chief's head.

"No! Absolutely not!" The village chief's son's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were full of fear, and a heart-wrenching cry came from his throat.

At the same time, he completely disregarded his own safety and rushed towards Xuanyuan Zunqi like a madman, trying to stop all this from happening.

However, before he could get close, Xuanyuan Zunqi suddenly raised his foot with lightning speed and kicked him hard in the chest.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the village chief's son flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily several meters away.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling ball of lightning hit the village chief directly.

Accompanied by an extremely shrill scream, the village chief was knocked to the ground by the powerful force of the thunder ball and curled up in pain.

Seeing that his father was almost dead, the village chief's son knew that the situation was hopeless, but his instinct for survival still drove him to turn around quickly and try to escape from this dangerous place through the door.

Unfortunately, his wish came too early. An Ning, who had been prepared for this, had already been standing by the door. As soon as he took a step, An Ning did not hesitate to stop him.

"Please, please spare me..." Faced with the desperate situation, the village chief's son trembled all over and begged bitterly.

However, what responded to him was a dull and deafening gunshot - "Bang!"

Accompanied by the crisp and piercing sound of gunfire, which exploded in the air like thunder, the village chief's son's head instantly exploded like a ripe watermelon.

The scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, forming thick blood mist, like a strange flower blooming in hell.

At the same time, broken skulls and pale brains were mixed in, like a horrible snowstorm, flying in all directions.

Every drop of blood and every broken bone carries endless fear and despair, which makes people shudder.

However, An Ning seemed unusually calm and composed in the midst of this extremely bloody scene.

She slowly put away the pistol in her hand with an expressionless face, her movements were so graceful as if she had completed a trivial task.

He didn't even give the two horrifying corpses on the ground a single glance, as if they were just a pile of worthless garbage.