Yes!
I've killed too many people!
I've long been numb to it!
Whether or not I go to Hell is no longer within the scope of my consideration.
However, those who died by my hand all deserved death!
Watching Oliver Walker approach with pliers in hand, Anthony Carter instinctively writhed, trying to retreat backward while screaming in panic, "Ah… you… what are you going to do?"
If he had known that Oliver Walker was such a devil, he never would have dared to target Emilia.
Regret?
Was it just regret?
He was so full of regret that his guts were turning green!
Women are indeed thorny roses!
And pretty women have deadly toxins on their barbs.
Not to mention someone as supremely beautiful as Emilia, who is like a goddess?
"Creak…"
Oliver Walker, wearing a faint smile, stepped on Anthony Carter's hand, then used the pliers to crush his fingers!
"Ahh…"
Immediately after, a piercing scream soared into the sky.
The fingers are connected to the heart, after all!
