There were men trying to stop him. They were inside the iron fence, and Nibel had lost his empty pistol. He had nothing to fear.

The man tried to punch Nibel in the face, but Nibel was faster than him. As he pulled away, his other hand reached over and grabbed the man. This sick body contained terrifying power. The man

His arm was pulled out by him, and then Nibel bit it off mercilessly.

There were painful whines and the sound of flesh and blood tearing, along with the clothes, Nibel took a big mouthful of flesh and blood in one bite. The blood stained the corners of his mouth red, and then he spit out the flesh and blood with all his strength.

The bright red blood brought color to his gray face, and he looked crazy.

"Just like this, I just enjoy this process, the process of change. Change is difficult, but it is worth a try to save your soul from that rotten cage!"

He shouted in surprise and stuck his head over again.

"Come and give it a try! Friends, say goodbye to your mediocre and boring life!"

The man clutched his injured hand in pain. He ignored Nibel. The iron whistle was very close at hand. The mounted police were already here. They broke in through the door and were well-equipped. Amidst the sounds of loading and warnings, Nibel turned slowly.

Overdoing it, the crazy expression suddenly weakened. For a moment, he seemed to be normal, and then he started crying.

Nibel raised his hands and knelt down, crying bitterly.

"Please! Help me!"

No one knew what was going on with this sudden return. The mounted police warned him, but Nibel still opened his clothes with trembling hands, revealing the explosives underneath. They were tied in circles.

There is a funny alarm clock hanging on his abdomen, with the red pointer about to reach the end.

The madman is gone. He is crying like an ordinary person and begging for salvation.

"It was he who forced me! It was him!"
Chapter completed!