In the mansion on the top of the mountain, Lady Butterfly was surrounded by the lonely figures.
In the center of the crowd, the Owl and Lady Butterfly stood opposite each other.
Han Baiyi stayed far away, squatting in the corner of the bamboo forest, quietly watching the scene in front of him.
As the saying goes, the emperor pays off, after Han Baiyi ignored the soldier's walking experience pack, after some reasoning, and flew all the way to Xiao Xiao's fake death place, he saw a hidden plot that had never appeared in the game plot.
The confrontation between Owl and Lady Butterfly.
Han Baiyi squatted in the corner and watched silently.
Although he died once, Han Baiyi gained nothing.
At least through Madame Butterfly's death, he learned some inside information that was unknown in the game, which allowed him to gradually figure out the whole story of the Hirata banditry while looking for props to become stronger.
On the surface, the Hirata banditry seemed to be just a one-man rebellion.
In fact, the alternation of Longyin's guardians is hidden underwater.
That crystal clear cherry blossom is the best proof.
After Xiao Xiao and Die had a conversation in the center of the crowd, they soon started fighting. The hundreds of people around them swarmed in, adhering to the rule of "shoulder to shoulder without any need to talk about the moral principles of the world".
Die, who was surrounded in the middle, was unhurried. The illusion that wrapped her figure made it difficult to capture her figure, and she was walking around in the crowd alone.
Although he lost an arm and two heads from time to time when being beaten by the crowd, which was a bit of a loss to his character, he immediately came back to life and got up again, fighting like crazy.
Xiao Xiao himself was hiding behind him, waiting for the soldiers to wear down Die's health.
Han Baiyi squatted in the corner and squinted his eyes.
It is indeed one of the bosses at the end of the game appointed by the old thief Ying Gao. It is really sinister and ruthless.
From an emotional point of view, after knowing how much Die had sacrificed for the wolf, Han Baiyi wanted to personally use the unparalleled Overlord Spear, and kill him seven times in and out of the crowd until blood flowed all over the ground.
But firstly, his strength does not allow it, and secondly, the time in the dungeon cannot be jumped due to the adjustment of the timeline. The world itself is caught in the gap between reality and dreams. Even Han Baiyi himself cannot figure out what is going on in this dungeon. Once the time is reset, it will go directly to the Sekiro original timeline.
So here, Han Baiyi can only choose to pass the level once.
What's more, Madam Butterfly doesn't need help at all and can't help.
Although he didn't understand what the black flames in Madam Butterfly's body were, Han Baiyi also knew that Madam Butterfly would have been dead for a long time. Early death and late death were only a matter of a day or two, and personal emotions could not affect the reality.
This person, at least Han Baiyi, cannot be saved.
In this case, you have to wait for the opportunity.
In this case, the only way to avenge Madam Butterfly is to kill the owl and give her the best gift.
As for how to kill?
Han Baiyi smiled sadly.
Of course, treat others in their own way.
How could his dear father stab him? Of course Han Baiyi had to stab him back intact to be strong enough.
Looking at the center of the field, the red-eyed Lone Shadows who were fighting in a group had basically been killed by Madam Butterfly. The few who could still breathe, most of them had half of their legs and feet cut off, unable to move, and could only lie in a pool of blood. There were screams and screams, and the purple robe was stained with blood.
Xiao's expression was heavy, and his eyes were full of disbelief and shock. He seemed to be unable to believe that a person could be beheaded, have his legs broken, had his waist amputated, and even died dozens of times, and still remain conscious in the incomparable pain. of combat effectiveness.
Madame Butterfly walked slowly, her woven shoes stepping on a pool of blood, staining the blood-colored calm lake with ripples.
The fingers moved slightly, and two thick and hard iron needles about a foot long were exposed between the fingers.
Double-sided cutting.
clang
The huge knife fell to the ground, and the metal collided with the marble floor, making a crisp metallic sound.
The blade fell into a pool of blood and splashed with blood.
Xiao looked down at her.
He has a huge body of two meters and a half, even if he is hunched over, he looks like a hill. His thick pale hair hangs down his back, his eyelids are drooped, and his eyes are a bit hazy.
thump.
The huge body suddenly fell to his knees, and his knees hit the floor with an ear-splitting sound. Xiao Xiao's huge palm, which was as broad as an ordinary person's chest, slapped into the pool of blood. His body leaned forward, his pale braids fell into the pool of blood, and his forehead drooped.
On the ground, let’s have a standard earthen seat.
"I give up."
Xiao's voice was extremely low, and as he knelt down, there seemed to be some inaudible choking and trembling coming from his throat.
From the heart.
Madam Butterfly stopped at a distance. Even though the giant man was extremely old and kneeling on the ground, he seemed to be only as tall as her.
There was no expression on her equally old face, which was just frozen like ice. The depletion of vitality gave her a sense of death from the roots of her hair to the depths of her skin folds.
He looked at his companion across from him with cloudy eyes.
...were once companions.
The old lady was frozen in place, her woven shoes were soaked in a pool of blood, and even her socks were soaked.
The choking sound in the owl's throat became more and more obvious, and his huge body seemed to be trembling slightly, crying like an eight-hundred-pound child.
His face, buried in a pool of blood, had an unknown expression.
Madam Butterfly, however, remained expressionless.
She knew very well what kind of person her companions were.
Lifting the upper of the shoe, he stepped out along his calf, and little drops of blood splashed into the air with the wind.
In an instant, four shurikens hidden in his pockets flew out like stars, and the harsh sound of tearing through the air and connecting them made people frown.
After only a moment of delay, Xiao's big hands touched the giant knife that had been deliberately dropped on the ground and hidden in a pool of blood. The knees and toes of the kneeling on the ground were exerted at the same time, and the calf muscles tightened suddenly, and exploded again, a huge
The force pushed the huge body and shot out like a bow and arrow, forming a black line that was invisible to the naked eye against the ground.
The pool of blood on the ground was stirred up by the wave of air pierced by the blade, forming a straight wave that broke through the sea. It rose like a raging wave, sweeping away countless dead or undead bodies, and the gravel followed the recoil.
The force flew up, forming black spots in the air that were difficult to see with the naked eye, with an almost joyful smile on his face.
The smile is full of malice from the heart.
Poof
Madam Butterfly's expression was calm. Because of her refusal to dodge, the huge blade penetrated her chest directly. Even her body was lifted into the air by the huge force. There were a few strands of thick, black, coagulated blood on the blade.
The blade is like penetrating tofu, without even the slightest feeling of blockage.
Madam Butterfly's expression remained calm.
Seeing Madam Butterfly's almost lifeless expression, Xiao's weird smile that covered his entire face seemed to be shocked.
The other party's face did not show any expressions similar to shock, anger, or sorrow after being betrayed, and some were just calm.
Calm as if accepting everything.
This kind of indescribable calmness made Xiao feel some kind of invisible irony, just like the audience indifferently watching the clown's painstaking performance, but unable to curl their lips until the end.
That's a kind of stark indifference.
This expression made Xiao suddenly feel as if he had been fooled. With a ferocious face, he drew out his big knife and slashed, swung, and pierced until the opponent turned into a ball of minced meat. Then he was resurrected not far away, and he could not even move.
Stopping, his eyes were filled with blood-like scarlet color.
Deep in his pupils was the anger from his heart, mixed with jealousy.
Why can you be so detached from life and death that I value so much? Even disdain?!
Why can you throw away the fear of death like garbage despite all my hard work and countless calculations?
Xiao Xiao looked at Madam Butterfly who had been resurrected in the distance, clenching her fists tightly.
Madam Butterfly looked at him indifferently.
Under the moonlight, the two stood in a pool of blood of more than a hundred people, falling into silence relative to each other.
After a long time, Xiao suddenly let go of his hand, his expression softened again, as if he wanted to say something, and his expression suddenly froze.
Poof
The tip of the knife penetrated his heart and pierced through the gap between his ribs. The black blade was dripping with blood.
The owl's eyes widened, his lips trembled and turned white. His two big hands stretched back as if he wanted to grab something. His huge head tried hard to twist back, but he couldn't see the tiny figure covered by his huge body.
'What's going on? Who is it? Why are you here? When did you appear?'
Xiao's heart was surrounded by all kinds of questions, but he couldn't speak. His lungs, which were broken together with his heart, were filled with blood. He couldn't stop coughing, and spewed bits of internal organ fragments into the air.
With one hand on the ground, as the blood flowed and splashed along the broken heart, his huge body became increasingly weak. While old age made him cunning and cunning, it also wiped out his persistence and spirit, leaving him unable to hold on.
He was seriously injured and died together with the attacker.
Peng.
The owl's body fell in a pool of blood, and his forehead looked back with difficulty and trembling.
As if he saw something unbelievable, Xiao Xiao's eyes suddenly widened, his chest heaved with difficulty in the extreme pain, and two words escaped his mouth.
"Wolf...cough cough cough..."
"you......"
Han Baiyi drew the knife and flicked the blade, blood flying. Looking at Xiao's unbelievable expression, he opened the door and put it back in its sheath.
He had the same evil smile on his face as before.
Squatting on the ground, Han Baiyi patted Xiao Xiao's old face, smiled kindly and said: