I went back to the bedroom and cut off the head of the witch's body lying in the hall with a folding knife. Then I took my head into the bedroom and cut off the heads of the two wizards.

This neighborhood is no better than the warehouse of last night. It seems to be uninhabited, but who knows if the residents are really not at home? Besides, there are rows of shops on the other side of the partition wall, or during the day, if there is a fire here, someone will definitely come over in a short time. At this point, let's not talk about whether these corpses can be burned to ashes. Once the three wizards who return find anomalies here, they will definitely sneak into the dark and make plans. I can't give them this opportunity, only the original house is the best trap. Regardless of whether the advent circuit is activated, those wizards will definitely come back and check the results.

Since it is impossible to burn the corpses, only by cutting off their heads can they be reassuring.

I placed the heads of three people in front of three small cocoons. After slaying others, the corpse is divided, even most anatomy professionals can't do it without change. Although I was forced to do so in the first place, I was driven by a forced mentality, but when I thought that the three cocoons in front of me might be dead babies, my heart quickly calmed down, but I felt very happy.

I still haven't cut open these three cocoons, to prove that Father Sissen's words, I was a little scared to actually see that scene. Even if the priest lied to me, what about the little animals like mice? Morino's situation has shown that the "adventurous circuit" rituals performed by these wizards must require humans to make sacrifices, and it will not weaken the sin of humanity because the age of the sacrifices is large or small.

For the time being, I will treat these three cocoons as the graves of babies. In other words, I believe in my heart that it really is. I think it is this kind of thinking that allows me to cut off these three heads so peacefully. Then, before the wizard came, I used a folding knife to peel off the skull mask. As I thought, after the mask close to the skin was uncovered, the rest was red muscles. This is really a terrible and **** scene. If a timid person sees it, it will definitely Fainted on the spot.

However, I also got three strange masks. At this time, I have a way to wear the mask to other people to see if the other party will become another wizard, but I think again, is the person who became the wizard the original wizard, or is he himself? Maybe the former will be more likely. Although these "witches" are not the same as the legendary wizards, they use "extraordinary technology", but since they are called "wizards", they must have some similar factors to the traditional wizards.

The legendary wizards are very difficult to kill. Borrowing from rebirth is their specialty. Before I was ready, I dared not easily experiment with these three masks.

It took almost half an hour to finish these things, and the wizard still did not return. I was not impatient and started to peel off the white filaments on the ground, and put a part of it into my pocket as a sample. With a little attention, you can find the singularity of these white filaments. It looks very smooth, and the texture is not comparable to the fibers in the market. The color and material look a bit similar to metal, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a mineral or a fiber compound. I can't cut it effectively with ordinary knives, which also reflects the difference of the folding knife that the priest gave me.

I carefully observed this folding knife. This is a single-sided folding knife. It looks like an electric knife, but the shaft looks a bit loose. If I do n’t grasp the direction when I swing it, I will even retract the blade into the socket due to the force. . If the ordinary person uses this knife for the first time to perform high-intensity work, it is likely to hurt themselves, such as cutting off the fingers. However, I have no such feeling of rustiness at all. When using this knife, no matter what kind of pattern you can draw out, there is a premise, that is, do n’t use your head to think about every movement, once you do n’t rely on the body ’s wonderful Both the sense of sight will hurt yourself.

I experimented several times in the next time, and proved that this feeling is extremely correct. I actively think and grasp, and it does not follow the reflective action of the consciousness smoothly.

This is really a strange phenomenon. Since I said goodbye to Gaochuan in the dream of the spiral staircase, this kind of strangeness from the body has been constantly revealed, like something that was once not my own was stuffed in, and I can't grasp it at this time. Its essence. After careful analysis, I think this is the reason for the frequent "both sense of sight". Perhaps it is not that I understand these tools and have seen those scenes and have such a skill, but that the "Takagawa" of the spiral ladder dream has it all. Now, I have inherited his heritage and inherited his will, and his past has also continued.

Who is that "Gaochuan"? Why does it appear in my dream? Why is there such a powerful ability? Is he my subconscious? Or is it my "previous life"? What happened in his body that made him have to deliver his own things to me?

I stared staringly at the prismatic pattern on my left wrist. The scene where Father Sissen evoked a hurricane with three such prismatic shapes was still vivid. I think, is that the strength that I will gain someday? At this time, I vaguely raised this prismatic pattern is the idea of ​​the magic pattern of the magic pattern messenger. As a result, the truth of the spiral staircase dream becomes more confusing.

I want to know everything about "Gao Chuan", and this kind of emotion is a little bit burning with my thinking.

Before that, I will use the power of "Gaochuan" to kill the three wizards. I believe that I can do it. The body inherited from another "Gaochuan" is my biggest support. Although I didn't fully understand it, there was a feeling that this new body that I had not yet understood had great potential beyond my imagination.

This feeling also tells me that no matter how serious the injury is in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not worth mentioning to this body, even if it is facing death in the normal sense, there is no need to be afraid. Did n’t it be this force that pulled me from the death line last night when I was in the warehouse?

Since I made up my mind to kill the remaining three wizards, I have been thinking about what tactics I should use. I did n’t think about the possibility of being defeated. That makes no sense, because failure is death, so I thought about “victory” at the beginning. Obviously, if these wizards realized that they could not win in the battle, they would definitely run away. If they were allowed to escape from the community, there would be no way to eradicate the grass. In order to destroy them, I only thought of two methods. One is to kill them in one fell swoop with overwhelming strength, and the other is to replace injuries with injuries. Hopefully, they should want to pursue instead of running away, until they find out that something is wrong.

In fact, the only method I can use is the second method. I don't think I have an overwhelming advantage in one-on-three. It's just that the second method is like walking a tightrope on a cliff. If you can't be absolutely sure of your injury and the timing of the battle, you will fall into your own trap.

Even so, I still think this is the only strategy that can kill three wizards on the spot.

I sat quietly in the corner of the wall where the bedroom door was. I couldn't see the place from the window. It was also a dead end for the people who came in. Even so, you still have to concentrate on it, because the wizards may have unexpected investigative spells. Similarly, I guess how the wizards will come in. Will they become an animal or get out of the chimney as in the story? The kitchen in this house does not have the fireplace and chimney in the story, but the range hood is still installed.

Really want to see, the wizard who drills the hood. I imagined that they had half of their bodies stuck in the chimney, so they couldn't help but feel happy.

The blood flowing from the headless corpse is as red as humans, gathering into a large beach, and then spreading along the lines of the floor. As time passes quietly, it gradually starts to solidify. A strong **** odor accumulates in the house, as long as someone climbs this unit, they will definitely smell it. I also feel that I can't stand it, I really want to leave immediately, or get a bottle of air freshener to clean these stains. I have also thought that the longer the delay here, the greater the risk of being discovered. If caught by the police on the spot, they will be put in prison. However, I just thought about it, and I still choose to lurch.

Fortunately, after such a long time, there was no one to protest, maybe I was the only one in this unit.

After another two hours, the sun began to set. The evening in summer is still very bright. After the evening light shines into the bedroom, the faint yellow spot left on the ground, the blood stains on the ground also reflect the burning color. In addition to the taste, it is really the first time I have seen such a beautiful scenery since I was born.

I still keep my original posture, leaning on the corner, propping up my right knee, resting my right hand on my knee, and sitting quietly in the corner.

The bell at six o'clock in the evening came from far away, and I thought it might have been from the train station, as if I could still hear the whistle of the train entering the station.

At 6:15, there seemed to be some change in the air throughout the room. They are coming! My body tightened, slowly changing from a sitting position to a squatting position, using five senses to experience this slight change. The advent circuit of the floor lights up again, more frequently than previously observed, but obviously still unable to reach the starting standard. I do n’t know if all the sacrifices will be destroyed, but it will still work, but the blood on the ground may be a help. However, I did not regret the practice of dividing the wizard into corpses because of this idea, because I did not understand the advent circuit at all, and everything was just guessing.

Will the three wizards emerge from this unfinished advent circuit? I was guessing so, the knife in my hand turned quickly. I'm ready to attack them once they appear.

In this room, ordinary people may be confused by the thick **** smell, but I can clearly feel that the abnormal changes in the air are becoming more and more obvious. Every change seems to be counting down.

In an instant, on the periphery of the descending circuit, only three steps away from the corner where I was, there was a gray vortex out of thin air, very close to the ceiling. As soon as I saw this vortex, I knew that it must be a gray fog spell, no matter the color or the rotating material, it was very obvious. I also have a thought, this is a spell similar to the portal cast by the wizard in the story, and then the wizard will appear from it.

As I thought, the three figures covered by the gray robe all over the body fell from the gray vortex.

I did n’t describe it wrong, but it fell off and looked a bit embarrassed, as if they had n’t expected it to be like this. Two wizards fell directly on the floor, making a back-sounding impact, and the other wizard did n’t stand Steady, staggered.

good chance!

I had already prepared for a squat sprint. When I saw the machine, I immediately exerted power on my legs and rushed towards the wizard who had not yet stood firm. I chose him as the target, not only because he was closest to me, but also because of the balance when he fell, it also obviously surpassed the other two, so I regard him as the most threatening target and intend to kill him with a sneak attack. dead.

When I sprinted in the warehouse last night, the feeling that even the air became as if it was frozen and thick came again, and I even felt stronger than last night. The hard ground seemed to suddenly become soft. I tried my best to step on the floor, and the soles of my feet seemed to step on cotton. I squeezed my mouth tightly, closed my breath, there was still a feeling of air pouring back from my nostrils, and my eyes were particularly uncomfortable. However, I felt happy instead, because I knew it was all because of my speed.

It is unimaginable that a person can run so fast. I guess how fast I am at this time? Twenty kilometers per hour? Forty kilometers? The world is slowing down in my senses. The three wizards have discovered the anomaly in the room. The strong **** smell is impossible to ignore. Whether it is a wizard who has fallen or a wizard who is standing still, the first reaction is to extend a finger.

There is a trace of gray fog flowing from their fingertips. Although it looks like a slow motion, in reality, this gray fog spell is extremely fast, just because I am faster than them.

Before the gray fog turned into a spell, I successfully inserted the dagger into the back of the standing wizard and hit the body. I felt like I was hitting a piece of plasticine, and a burst of crackling sound came into my ears. When the two of us flew into the air, I held the knife handle and cut open his spine. The wizard's mouth was wide open, his eyes raised, like a suffocated fish, trembling in the air for a while.

The wizard was knocked against the wall by me as a mat and fell to the ground together. I saw blood constantly overflowing from his mouth, eyes, nose and ears, completely unable to move. So I dragged his body in front of me to block the sight of the other two wizards.

His body was like a puppet dress that unzipped his back, and more blood poured out of his back like a spring, falling in a rattling sound. Soon, a fresh pool of blood appeared under our feet.

The expected magical attack did not come. A mist from a wizard was wrapped around him like a snake. The other one turned the mist into a shield. Both of them chose the protective means for the first time and did not fight back. I do n’t know if it ’s because they may not have captured my attack at all.

No emotions could be seen at all from the faces of these wizards, because their entire faces were hidden under masks, with hoods of gray robes, and even eyes could not be seen. But I could still notice that the gaze cast on me was full of shocking emotions, but there was no fear, not even sympathy for the dead companion.

The two climbed up slowly, and one of them talked to me or my companion. I can't understand their language, and it feels very uncommon, like a slang in a country. Their speech speed is very fast, reminiscent of a large amount of data from the waterfall at the top of the screen generally brushed down, and then stopped so abruptly.

The wizard who was treated as a shield by me was no longer able to answer the question. He seemed to be dying. I did not hesitate to cut off his head from behind.

Seeing that their companions were so miserable, the two wizards still didn't mean the rabbit's death and sorrow. They didn't even look at the corpse, just stared at me with indifferent eyes and raised their fingers.

The gray mist of the snake's flexible movement immediately came out of the wizard's body ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I see it clearly, I want to avoid it subconsciously, but unexpectedly, the previous flexible body is like an infusion The lead is generally heavy, and the vigorously agitated heart seems to explode from the chest. I can only push the body forward and roll away awkwardly.

It shouldn't be that the wizard is doing the blame. Before this, an extraordinary force erupted and this body underwent a huge load. I should have known that that kind of power can't be used very often, but I just wanted to use the maximum power to kill a wizard in the shortest time. As a result, the body responded, and I succeeded, but the side effects also occurred after this.

The moment I rolled on the ground, I felt out of breath. The afterglow in the corner of my eyes saw the body of the wizard in the gray mist snake hole. The body seemed to be drained of water, and in a blink of an eye it became a dry body. And under the control of the wizard, the gray fog snake twitched lightly and rushed at me.

I raised my folding knife in front of me, and the Snake of the Mist didn't avoid it. I hit the blade directly. Naturally, I was cut in half and wiped from both sides. The wizard who manipulated the gray fog snake stiffened and seemed to be surprised by the result. When he wanted to regain control of the gray fog, the fog that had been split in half disappeared like this.

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