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……
To be continued...