But you are a human being? Shouldn't you be on our side?
But we are not just human beings.
——The origin of "heart"
"Dang! Boom! Boom!"
The muffled sound of fists and feet clashing mixed with the sound of forging, and the light that dispersed the spell cards was like a small boat swaying in the sea, standing seemingly helpless among the gray waves.
"boom!"
The alienated dragon fist shot out, distorting the huge body of the "Nasty Shadow" and shattering the blade he was holding tightly.
The fragments scattered like ashes fell in the wind, reflecting the dark red haze in the glow.
Next hit!
"Howl!!!"
The roar of the wind resounded on the shadow blade. Lin Shuwen pressed forward and the giant claw that shattered the blade had already grasped the hilt of the "shadow" sword. From the mechanical structure on the outside of his left arm, he swept straight towards the "shadow" sword.
"Nauseous shadow" on the waist and abdomen.
Cut in half!
“muuuuu………………!”
The sound like the whimpering of a strange bat echoed in the streets shrouded in gray fog. The thick fog covered the body that was about to fall. Lin Shuwen straightened up, and the whisper from the "shadow" informed him of the outcome of his departure.
One of the most impressive features of "Jack the Ripper" is his extremely professional disemboweling technique, which is as deadly as surgical precision. People can't help but associate him with a doctor.
And, that "scalpel".
Although it is always ignored by people, as a "professional ripper", "Jack's scalpel" has become an important factor in "Jack the Ripper".
The "Nasty Shadow" warrior, which was born based on the two concepts of "Jack the Ripper" and "Nasty Shadow", naturally inherited this component.
The witch Xi Nian once taught Lin Shuwen that the way to deal with conceptual creation is to shake or destroy the concept. As long as you find its constituent elements and choose one to destroy, you can greatly interfere with or even destroy the concept.
This is an absolute but extremely fragile "concept".
"The waning moon."
(We have made contact with the four soldiers in the house and are in good condition. Master, what should we do next?)
"Take them to evacuate. Once communications are restored, contact Xu Feng and follow his arrangements."
(But Master, you are at odds...)
"Wangyue, obey the order."
(……yes.)
Outside the iron-barred door, Lin Shuwen hung up and looked to his side. In the permeating gray fog, a dark shadow that alternated between enchanting and sinister was approaching him little by little.
The "shadow" spreading around told him that the black shadow was...
"I came here to attack someone so late at night. "Brother," you made me feel hot~"
The gray fog dissipated slightly, and Naiya, the swollen daughter, held a fan with her left hand, wore a high-cut cheongsam, and walked gracefully towards Lin Shuwen, who was standing with a sword.
"If there were really just the two of us, I might actually do something like a night raid."
The magnetic voice with a low voice, the flirtatious content in the words, and the smiling eyes. If the scene at this moment was a dance, Naiya and Lin Shuwen would be the handsome men and beautiful women in the center of the dance floor who have their own hidden agendas.
Cynical disguise.
"I don't mind being watched by others as I climax, especially when the person I'm intoxicated with is you, my brother. Ah~ Just imagining it makes my body feel a little bad~"
Behind the soft and charming woman, there are disgusting sarcomas squirming in the gray mist, and behind her, those "dark residents" squirming in.
Nine, a full nine "dwellers of darkness" are approaching here.
"But from a practical point of view, it might be me who is in bad health, right?"
The "Shadow" sword pointed diagonally. Lin Shuwen did not choose to retreat. Instead, he took the initiative to walk into the Naiya people, and tears flowed from his eyes.
The exposed red light is like neon, neither sad nor happy, but it expresses a kind of microcosm.
Give up? Fight?
Reconciliation? Confrontation?
life and death?
Human? Non-human?
Sometimes, the dividing lines of black and white are not as good as the blurred yin and yang.
As long as you can do that thing that is recognized by your "heart".
"!Owner?!"
In the shadow behind the villa, the last crescent moon running was suddenly tripped to the ground. She lay on the ground, her wide-open vertical pupils twisted with strange symbols and light. She trembled, and her struggling body kept moving between the dragon and the human.
The change between times comes from the instability of power, from the burst of restraint.
"Miss Zangetsu!"
"You...ouch...go!"
The "Shadow Kill" warriors who noticed something strange stopped and turned around to look at the constantly changing and ferocious life on the ground, their concerned eyes filled with fear.
"Is it worth it?"
In the shadows under the light, a flock of flying blue butterflies brought questions.
"Now, you must really want to return to your master, right?"
"Ouch..."
"Are you worried about him whom you love so much?"
"You can see the enemy he faces, right?"
The blue butterfly enveloped the human body, and on the black and red dress, a hazy mist separated the sight of the moon.
"But if he indulges a little more and crosses that line, you can feel at ease, right?"
"Even if you continue to carry out his mission to protect these toys, you don't have to worry about him, right?"
"Because, that is, the power of the original outer god, which no existence can compete with, are you right?"
"..."
Under the dim light, four humans lifted up the crescent moon lying on the ground, as if everything was just a dream.
Except for the power surging in the body, everything is just a dream, there are no blue butterflies, and there is no...
"The strongest, master..."
"The current...the current master is...uh!"
"Pfft!"
Zangyue's left eye suddenly exploded without warning, and black and red blood splashed all over the ground...
No, there is no blood on the ground, but the eyes are still hurting...
I still can't see clearly, my chest feels tight...
This is...the master's...injury...
The gray fog filled the air, and the last blue butterfly caught up with the retreating dress.
"Does it hurt? You! "Brother", his current body is just a human being! Why do you have to do such a heavy hand!"
"..."
The wind passed through the gap between the armor and blew the chilling clarinet. The "disgusting shadow" just stood there numbly, looking at the human who retreated a hundred meters away. Between the two of them, there was a thread of blood dripping.
It was dazzlingly obvious in the gray fog.
Even when it is carefully absorbed by those tentacles, it is dazzling and makes people feel chilly.
Lin Shuwen covered his left eye that had been repaired urgently. He had long been accustomed to the pain and began to recall the scene just now.
The "disgusting shadow" suddenly appeared from behind, without any perception, appearing out of thin air and without any basis...
Maybe, there is evidence.
""think"."
(It is impossible tonight. This is your first eye injury. Although it can be repaired in time, the specific energy and mustard particle guidance will take time. In other words, you cannot restore the vision of your left eye at the moment.
)
"Understood."
Lin Shuwen nodded and put down the palm covering his left eye. Opposite him, the "disgusting shadow" that was originally standing next to Naiya, the Swollen Daughter, once again disappeared.
This time, just like before, Lin Shuwen was unable to perceive the existence of the "disgusting shadow".
but……
"It is an invisible existence.
For a knowing existence, it will blend into the darkness of the night to quietly stalk its unaware victim and kill them."
Silently carrying the text describing the "disgusting shadow", Lin Shuwen's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly rushed towards the river embankment on the right side of Naiya. He held his sword across his chest, and the arms slightly drawn into his arms were like the shadows extending under his feet.
Ready to go.
But in the eyes of others, his move was undoubtedly an escape after completing the cover.
"Coming..."
Finally, at the moment when he started to slow down to avoid jumping into the river, a chilling chill suddenly exploded behind Lin Shuwen. At the same time, a sharp sense of wind pressed against the right side of the back of his head!
Do you want to kill him?! No! This familiar and extremely precise attack position...
"drink!"
Countless black thorns burst out from behind Lin Shuwen, no, to be precise, they included the entire right rear area of his body, penetrating the "disgusting shadow"'s body and also piercing Lin Shuwen's own body.
"Crash la la la..."
"muuuuuuu..."
The sound of a sharp blade breaking sounded behind Lin Shuwen's head. He was smiling with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. The touch from the black thorns told him the answer he wanted most at the moment:
He actually hit the "disgusting shadow".
It is not like walking through an alley, but it actually penetrates the body of an "existence".
"Hmph... Although I don't feel much pain myself, I forgot that I can't swing the sword smoothly in this state..."
Lin Shuwen glanced at the "Shadow" sword lying on the ground in front of him, and the victorious smile on his lips gradually turned into a bitter smile.
"muuuu..."
The wailing sound of the "disgusting shadow" behind him made Lin Shuwen feel like an alien god for the first time, enjoying the pleasure brought by the "wailing".
"You caught it, it's useless...that power."
"Huh, sorry."
In order to buy himself time to convert the black thorns to heal his injuries, Lin Shuwen forcibly inserted an explanation of the game that took less than a minute just as Naiya, the Swollen Daughter, was sighing:
Commonly known as speech therapy.
"Qianhe told me the conceptual composition of this "disgusting shadow", "Jack the Ripper" and "disgusting shadow". Based on teacher Xi Nian's method, I chose the concept of "Jack the Ripper" that was the best to interfere with.
Smashing the concrete thing that constitutes the concept of "scalpel" hurt this guy for the first time."
The black thorns in the body gradually transformed into flesh and bones. This unbearable pain for ordinary people was unnecessary for Lin Shuwen, who was accustomed to pain.
Numbness may also be a kind of sadness.
"Based on the fact that the "Nauseous Shadow"'s several attacks came from behind, and my understanding of the "Nauseous Shadow", I found another concept of "Nauseous Shadow" - "assassination from behind". So, I started to pretend to run away, towards the most likely person.
Escape in the direction of escape and prepare for an ambush."
"You know he won't kill you."
"Yes, when the "disgusting shadow" stabbed me accurately in the mirror image position, I guessed his true purpose: to destroy my right eye like before."
On the premise that you have learned from past mistakes and the opponent will definitely be able to dodge, if you still choose to stab with precision, if it's not stupid, then you have an ulterior motive.
Lin Shuwen was making a bet, and he was right.
"So, I made a bet. At the time I predicted without killing me, I exploded all the black spines and directly destroyed the "scalpel" because the concept of "scalpel" was destroyed.
The existence of the "Nasty Shadow" was disturbed and was harmed by the black thorns."
Standing up from the black thorns, the thorns that originally pierced his body had become Lin Shuwen's flesh. He turned around and raised his arm towards the struggling warrior in front of him.