Chapter 2: The Strength of Will
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King Solomon?! Wayne looked at the old man with a surprised look on his face.
"Listen to me, my child! The Hexagram will give you power, it comes in the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and different colors represent different yield levels.
Enhance the power of the Hexagram with the blood of evil, and rebuild this miserable world with the strength of will it grants you. May God bless and keep you forever!"
The figure of the old man transformed into a shapeless force that shot into Wayne's body.
"Wait a minute!" Wayne awoke with a start and discovered it was just a dream.
However, a red Hexagram mark had suddenly appeared on Wayne's forehead.
Also, the wound from the frostbolt is completely healed.
What happened to me?!
In his bewildered state, Wayne suddenly heard a thundering boom! The wall high above him was collapsing.
If it hit him, it could crush him and send him to hell 100 times over.
But Wayne instinctively blocked it with both hands!
*Bang!!* The trajectory of the wall's fall unexpectedly changed. It instantly catapulted away as if propelled by an unseen force!
*Splash!* It fell beside him and smashed a dead cat!
Ugh! How did that happen?!
Wayne wiped away the cold sweat on his face and slowly sat up. He found himself sitting in the ruins at the entrance of the bank.
The girl’s corpse was lying beside him. Several wild dogs and mice were preparing to feast on it.
There was a stench of blood was pungent in the air.
"Oh! Oh!" Wayne retched, then yelled at the dogs and mice, "Get out! Get the hell out of here!"
"Howl?!?!" The wild dogs stared at Wayne with red eyes and bared their fangs, and then charged at him as they barked!
"Damn it!" Wayne scrambled to draw his pistol, but it was gone.
He watched as two wild dogs leaped in front of him. Wayne waved his hand.
*Whoosh!!* Two large stones flew over suddenly and smashed a dogss heads, scattering their brains on the ground.
Oh my god!! Wayne looked at the two blood-stained stones in surprise. Had he moved them?!
Wayne couldn’t believe it. He reached up slowly and grabbed the branch in front of him. *Whoosh!* The branch actually fell into his hands!
Wayne hooked his hand toward a billboard on his side. *Clack!* The billboard immediately fell to the ground.
Will! With the power of his will, he could manipulate anything with his own thoughts! What just happened is real?!
Wayne picked up a piece of broken glass and looked at his forehead: a red Hexagram?!
It looked just like a tattoo, but Wayne knew it wasn't.
This is incredible!
His surprise was interrupted by a sudden burst of gunshots "Ahhhhhhh!" A scream came from the vault.
Wayne got up and ran into the vault, where he saw the frost mutant standing with grim look and other three men lying on the floor.
There were frostbolts in their foreheads and two smoking guns scattered on the ground.
"The food is mine! ... What?!" The frost mutant standing in the pool of blood looked at Wayne in surprise, "You aren't dead?! How can that be!"
"You killed your partners!"
"Shut up! Go to hell!" The frost mutant roared and waved his hand at Wayne, launching three more frostbolts at him.
This is the perfect time to test my willpower!
Wayne pushed his right hand into the air. The three frostbolts suddenly turned around in midair and shot back even faster than they had come!
The frost mutant didn't expect this. It was too late to evade. *Puff, puff, puff!* The three frostbolts shot into his arm and belly.
"Ah!! Damn it!!" The frost mutant screamed, put his hand to his wounds, and took a few steps back as he looked at Wayne in astonishment.
"How do you do that?! What did you do?!"
"Do you want the answer? Ask God!" Wayne waved at the knife and fork on the table, but suddenly felt dizzy.
Uh oh! His willpower was exhausted!
The frost mutant didn't notice Wayne's fatigue. He was also injured and couldn't summon frostbolts, so he grabbed a pillow, hit Wayne's head with it, then turned and ran out of the vault.
Before Wayne could move to catch up, he heard a sudden growling And then he heard the scream of the frost mutant!
"No!Get away, you monster! Help! Ahhh! Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Wayne, still in shock, rushed to the door of the vault.
It was a massive mutant zombie tiger, with black blood and carrion dripping from its body, and the blackened bones exposed inside its rotting flesh.
Its terrible b****y fangs were ripping through the frost mutant's corpse.
It swallowed the grown man in three bites!
*Grarr!!* When the mutant zombie tiger saw Wayne, it screamed and charged him!
This was too much for Wayne. Even with his willpower, he couldn't deal with this huge undead beast.
Wayne was so frightened that he pulled the heavy safety door shut and spun the wheel shut!
*Bang! Bang! Grarr!* As the mutant zombie tiger crashed and roared against the door, it felt like the whole vault was shaking!
Its attraction to the living was too strong!
Fortunately, this Citibank vault was strong enough to withstand even a bomb, so a mutant zombie tiger is no problem.
"Whew..." Wayne breathed out a long relieved breath, looked up at the knife and fork on the table, and reached for it.
*Whoosh!* The fork flew into Wayne's hand, but the knife just shook.
It seemed his willpower had replenished to the level of being able to move a fork.
With his eyes closed, Wayne began to concentrate and meditate. He saw a string of strange numbers:
10/200, unit....yields!
50/200, unit....slaughter?!
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