There are no more people killed by their own hands.

However, he never thought that dead people would be so terrifying.

Looking at the other person, he thought of himself.

I'm afraid it's my turn in a few seconds, right?

No!

Can't do this!

He yelled in his heart.

"etc!"

"You can't treat me like this!"

“We can trade!”

"I'll give you what you want, you let me go?"

He spoke.

The butcher who was moving the chair was stunned. The other party raised his head and a strange ridicule appeared on his ugly face.

"Are you a fool?"

"Did you forget how you got here?"

"Think about it, it's in your mind."

The other party asked back.

He was hung up and was confused when he asked back, and waves of murmur came from his mouth.

"My hiding place was discovered, I was captured, and after being tortured, I lost my value, and then, I was sent here... No! I haven't lost my value yet!"

"I haven't said anything!"

"You don't know who the messenger behind me is!"

He roared loudly when he recalled scenes.

At this time, he didn't care about the so-called assassin's code.

Surviving is the truth.

He thought of the behind-the-scenes envoy in his mind, and he prayed that the butcher in front of him would report the news.

Just report it.

He has room for bargaining.

He can live.

But beyond his expectations, the other party shook his head.

"No, this is impossible."

The other party replied firmly.

"You don't know the importance of this news, you don't know at all..."

"I know, I know, too."

"Isn't it Baron Nora?"

The fat butcher waved his hand and interrupted his words.

He was stunned.

He looked at the other person with incredible eyes.

"How do you know?"

He questioned.

"How did I know?"

“Good question.”

"Of course you told me!"

As he said that, the fat butcher snapped his fingers again, and the scene like a slaughterhouse in front of him was gone.

He was also buried in the soil.

There was still the person who captured him standing in front of him.

"Illusion, hallucination?"

The other party muttered to himself in a daze, then quickly shook his head and said, "Impossible! Impossible! What just now was not an illusion, but what was in front of him!"

"Yes, what's in front of you!"

Looking at the captives who convinced him, a trace of disdain appeared in the eyes of the evil spirit above.

"It seems powerful, but it is actually vulnerable."

"How can a guy who even wants to escape from reality become an excellent assassin?"

“It’s useless.”

Using the [Intuition of Evil Spirit], the superior evil spirit who had the mentality of the captive in front of him ignored the other party, but looked at the evil surrounding him like thick fog.

As the other party's Nan Nan talked to himself, these evil mist began to surge.

In an instant, he got into the captive's body.

The prisoner buried underground hugged his head, and changed from a low whisper to a fierce roar.

"right!"

"It's not my fault!"

"The world is wrong!"

With such words, the other person's body expanded rapidly, and the scales stretched out from the other person's pores, and the normal face began to twist, and the facial features could no longer be distinguished.

The land that bound the other party will be freed from it.

"I want to correct this error!"

The other party jumped onto the ground and roared.

He was two meters tall and looked very extraordinary in his roar.

Then, the other party began to look for the evil spirits at the top.

This is the first mistake he corrected!

Just as the other party lowered his head, a palm stretched out from behind the other party and swept across the other party's neck.

The other party kept roaring to the sky, stood straight, but his head was quietly taken off by the evil spirit above.

puff!

Blood in the chest rose into the sky.

The evil spirit above avoided the invasion of blood rain like a walk in the garden and threw away the head in his hand.

"Enemys that don't even have reason is easiest to deal with."

As it spoke, it looked at the evil spirits that were like mist that scattered out of the other person's body. The evil spirits at the upper level could determine that these evil auras were a little more than just now, and a little more intense.

"Swallow?"

"No, no!"

"The boss's clone is not so inferior and invalid. This should be..."

"assimilation!"

A word suddenly flashed through the evil spirit at the top.

Then, it picked up its trophy and prepared to return to its boss.

At this moment, an inexplicable line of sight that seemed to be falling from the sky, scanning the place from far to near.

The evil spirit at the upper level narrowed his eyes.

The direction of sight is where the boss comes.

This sight of the boss must have discovered it, but the boss did not notify me, which means I was treated as a pathfinder again...

Suddenly, the evil spirit above wanted to return to the West Coast again.

Why is it me again?

Arrogance, laziness, and gluttony are all there!

They can do it too!

I don't want to die so miserably every time!
To be continued...