Awareness is not enough.

When you think about getting one step faster than others, you have already lost.

That is not true enlightenment, but rather a timid and hypocritical thought.

It is a ridiculous reason to say that you want to be faster than killing the other party before killing yourself.

If you kill someone, you must be conscious of being killed!

Look, I "eat" your sword. This is my enlightenment. Can you compare it to it?

The enlightenment of sacrifice!

The trick of winning with speed is useless in front of those who are not afraid of death. After the first sword's thrust failed, it already symbolizes all failures. Although it caused wounds and damage, in contrast, Yi Chen held the sword and he had locked the erosion.

Next is Yi Chen's turn.

【Blasting Soul Sword? Boom】

The skill of gathering full of power condensed everything on the sword edge, and then released it in one breath. When it exploded, it was like detonating a flammable gunpowder, and instantly exploded with powerful power.

That power, even the right to scream and scream, was deprived of.

Time has stopped?

I couldn't help thinking like this.

Then what poured in was the pain of tearing the eroded body, but if you wanted to open your mouth, you couldn't scream anything.

The white slashing light split the armor and tore the body apart. The violent force poured into the body with the incision as an entrance, and then destroyed it from the inside out. It was like tiny nanobombs, blasting every cell of it.

"Ah...ah...!!"

Like a drowning fish, it fell to the ground and twitched.

Blood foam poured out from the wound, gradually dyeing the ground dark red.

Be careless.

But there is no regret medicine in the world, and time cannot be reversed.

Failure is failure, which is an irreversible result and an indelible stain.

(Do you want to kill her?)

Yi Chen asked himself a question.

In general, the answer is definitely "kill of course". All crises must be killed in the cradle, but the situation is a little different now.

(Since I will kill that man, I will be the other person besides me and Zuo Ting. But looking at this, I can't say anything. Even if I can speak, I won't tell the truth to me...)

Although Baichuan's blue capsules do have the effect of vomiting, it can only appear after mixing with the wine. Not to mention that Yi Chen did not carry the wine with him, and this woman was blocking him, there is another possibility: she and other companions were already on the way to hunt down Zuo Ting.

"I don't plan to waste my time next. Whether to live tenaciously or be eaten by a beast that follows the smell of blood depends on your luck, woman."

With the weapon restrained, Yi Chen took a few steps back against her, then turned around and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

"……Well……!!!"

Let out an unwilling roar.

But after the roar passed through his throat, only a little bit of it was left, even the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings was worse than that.

I... I was actually being beaten by that ant...!!!

The morning light fell through the clouds and fell mockingly on the eroded face, that kind of embarrassing look.

Kai has been forced to take back due to excessive damage. His beautiful face has been stained with blood. Four percent of it is Yi Chen's blood, and the remaining six percent is hers.

Mission failed.

That's it.

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"Ah, is it already early in the morning?"

He raised his head upwards, and Qian's eyes stayed above the rising sun.

How warm and bright.

It's great during the day.

Then, the place where the girl stood, the background, was made up of flesh and blood cut into small pieces of flesh and blood.

One hundred?

Five hundred?

How many people have been killed? It’s impossible to calculate. But the only thing I remember is that this number must not even surpass one thousand.

“Ahhhh~~”

Shaking his head and sighing.

The art of blood and flesh, like many works of art, must accumulate the [quantity] of something before it can become famous. For example, time has been baptized by time, even the insignificant garbage is a treasure that witnesses history in the future. And her artwork, these flesh-and-blooded things, also need to be accumulated in numbers to shock people.

Look, these hot things.

They are still squirming, venting heat and emitting sweet blood. They are still squirming unwillingly.

It is really, really, really fascinating, the sound of being cut in the moment. If you are not careful, you will become addicted, just like the temptation of a devil. With a gentle sound, you can make people excited and unable to do so.

The marginal village - the place that was once occupied by Zuoting, has now become a scene of the massacre and music.

The villagers and Zuo Ting's last bodyguard were already mixed in flesh and blood and soil.

Zuo Ting, the culprit, could only hide in the village buildings in a mess. Even though he knew that this was a meaningless behavior, he still tried his best to survive.

The Gaussian ray source as the target has already been obtained, and the blue water solution is placed on the ground in front of him. When Zuo Ting saw the overwhelming strength, he had already given up everything and used this begging method to beg for his survival. But Xian did not intend to let him go, so what should he do?

As expected, you should play with it!

(Monster, monster! That woman...that woman is a monster!!)

He trembled and chewed his fingers with his teeth, which were almost bleeding.

Zuo Ting, he must be trembling and afraid now, right?

"Ha ha!"

The string made a pleasant laugh.

"Run again, let me enjoy it for a while!"

The murderous wire array surrounded the surrounding layers, which ensured that the gap left was definitely not enough for people to pass through.

Nothing is more pleasing than this one.

Everything is in control, and the lives of the same kind are in your own hands.

As long as you play the strings, the other party will twist desperately, twisting to survive.

"Dance a dance!"

Xian smiled happily.

"Please dance harder, more, more, more."

The right to control life can be rewritten the right to the fate of others at will. This is the taste of life.

(Freedom? What stupid things do you say? Will the created combat life have freedom?)

Never mind, that guy is a fool.

Whatever you say is that you want to pursue freedom.
Chapter completed!