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Chapter 1746 Bitter Fruit (35)

Whether that “it” that cannot be named exists or not is indeed an interesting question.

After all, theoretically speaking, the experience of Lengshan Town is enough to support the people to create such a threat out of thin air.

And I have been wandering so many times at night, and I haven't touched a hair from beginning to end. In the first healing dream, Dorian's methods are also full of inducement.

Basically, it can be said that they have tried their best to make the outsiders, who are the subjects of the dream, believe that such an "it" exists, and then promote it to really appear.

This undoubtedly fraudulent behavior makes the possibility that "it" really exists even less optimistic to a certain extent.

It's just that I didn't give him face at the time and didn't cooperate.

Facts have proved that there will be no progress without pressure.

The inducement was not successful last time, and Dorian obviously had no hope for this method.

But under the threat he brought, he also knew that this was a treatment in which he could only win but not lose.

In the end, under such a predicament, Dorian decisively came up with something new, a pure summoning tool man.

Compared with others, the strange fourth person obviously does not possess any special power gifts, but at the same time, his fear of the night is top-notch.

So it doesn't matter that he was instantly killed by the insect stream just now. The only meaning of his appearance here is to think of "it" out of the dark without his own cooperation.

As for why he can do this?

Since it was so mediocre compared to others, Fu Qian naturally thought of one of the attributes he had considered before—foreigner.

It feels like the probability of this identity coming true is getting higher and higher.

And if this is the case, I always feel that the final situation of the patients that Dr. Dorian once treated is not very optimistic.

"Nice to meet you, what do you call me?"

Thoughts flew through my mind for a moment, and I nodded slightly before paying, responding to the greeting from the dark night.

After the opponent's attack was successful, he was not in a hurry to expand the victory, but stood there quietly, looking at himself who was still standing.



It's not purely social etiquette.

Although he knew that Dorian was using this as a trump card to force him to retreat to the church.

But for this night executioner, Fu Qian is still quite happy to pay a visit here.

Now I am looking for a special opportunity to break the situation. How could I let something like this go so easily?

If you have a choice, I undoubtedly hope it is really available before paying.

Even if it does not exist in the cold mountain in reality, it is worthwhile to pay tribute in this way in the healing dream.

Although the other party's shape is far from abstract, it is even surprisingly "human".

It was not an indescribable thing hidden in the darkness, or even a strange shape piled with flesh and blood, it was clearly a person.

The dark coat is well-tailored and seems to blend in with the night. You can even see the various metal pendants hanging on it.

Compared with this kind of look that is difficult to evaluate aesthetically, the hat on the head is exquisite enough to be seen by the naked eye.

Although the shape is similar, the grade is much higher than the one worn by the felt hat guy just now.

In addition to such a distinctive outfit, you can even directly see the face under the hat - it is indeed a human face, but it is really unrecognizable.

Because every inch of exposed skin is pale with no visible fluctuations.

It's obviously not the original skin color, it's more like it was applied carefully with paint.



Or is it paint mixed with ashes?

Although it was only a brief glance, one could feel a certain familiarity, so that Fu Qian naturally recalled his recent exploration experience in the Sea of ​​Ashes.

Although the colors are slightly different, they do look somewhat similar.

In addition, it can be seen that this person really likes this kind of dress.

Because not only the face, but also the left hand without gloves was of the same color. I'm afraid I didn't just use this thing to apply it all over my body.

What this hand was holding at the moment was a strangely long knife with an exaggerated size, even taller than its entire body.

However, the narrow blade was no longer painted white. Instead, it was soaked with a layer of wet liquid.

It is clear and oily, and there is no special smell. It seems that the tool was just cleaned after being maintained.

But the reason why Fu Qian still pays special attention to this point is very simple - just now this knife directly split his heart in two, and it has not healed yet.

That's right, you can clearly feel where the blade passed, and a certain kind of power attached to the wound, giving it a vicious effect.

It does not simply prevent healing, but rather tells the body that it has healed.

For example, you can tell without bowing your head that the muscles on your chest were cut open without a drop of blood flowing out from the beginning to the end. It is as if they were glued on immediately. It is really miraculous.

It's a pity that the other person is not too talkative and is completely indifferent to the polite greetings in front of him.

Are you worried about powder inclusion?

I still didn't feel dissatisfied with this, and I even found a reasonable concern based on the other person's makeup style very considerately.

"The weapon is good, what do you call it?"

Of course, even so, such a good start cannot be easily let go.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t like talking about yourself. You can start with hobbies. Many people are quite proud of the weapons in their hands.

"Break and cut..."

As the saying goes, sincerity can open gold and stone. When facing an opponent who was struck by it and not only stood firm but also communicated cordially, the white-faced swordsman finally responded.

In addition, if this is really the name of the weapon, it will easily remind people of the descriptions of "its" atrocities by people in the church.

This knife is really suitable for slaughtering living beings. With the special effect of not bleeding, it really feels like you are taking pleasure in torture.

While commenting silently, Fu Qian even took out his own weapon.

"I see, my name is Mercy——"

It's just a pity that the other party doesn't seem interested in this courtesy exchange.

After confirming that Fu Qian was really alive and kicking with no sign of falling, the left hand holding the knife swung another knife at an incredible speed, directly interrupting him.

when!

And this time there are even real sound effects, although they are still pre-paid.

His right hand, which was also free, suddenly put on a metal glove, and firmly grasped the long knife that had cut part of his neck open.

It's really fast and pretty brutal.

When the first knife hit the vital point but had no effect, the next knife was slashed horizontally, trying to decapitate the person.

But it's not enough.


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