Gege suddenly said: "Death is indeed death, but I don't know who died."
The little boy you didn't sit next to Long Yun was no ordinary person. ” The sailor stood by the bell tower and watched quietly, and in the middle of the street, Fenrir walked to the harvester with two short legs, one deep and one shallow, stepping on the black blood all over the ground.
The light of the harvester shone ahead, and all the evil spirits were stunned by this scene.
In front of them, this little guy with white skin and tender flesh was not even a dessert after dinner, and what surprised them even more was that a child of a few years old dared to walk in front of them so swaggeringly without showing the slightest timidity on his face.
The noisy streets fell silent, and the chewing sounds disappeared, and thousands of pairs of blood-red fierce eyes stared at Fenrir in the light.
He stood in the midst of the glow from the headlights, too weak to be seen, black slime and minced meat dripping to the ground on the reels of the harvester behind him, the smell of blood and blood suspended in the air.
After more than ten seconds of silence, all the evil spirits began to slowly move closer and slowly surrounded the child.
An evil spirit behind Fenrir finally couldn't bear it anymore, and its strong limbs sparked a string of sparks on the ground, and the person suddenly jumped more than two meters high, leaving a black shadow in the air.
In the light, its sharp fangs burst out of the cold white light, and the knife was as hard as steel, and it had chosen an angle, piercing through the top of the little boy's head, skewering him like a skewer, and feasting on it.
It even felt like it had tasted the umami of human blood, and the tenderness and smoothness of the muscles that belong to children, although it was a little small, but for an evil spirit, it was the highest quality meal.
"Be careful" On the bell tower, several people screamed. burst Before the exclamations could reach the ground, time seemed to stand still, and the group of four saw a scene that shattered their jaws.
Fenrir stood in front of the harvester, not moving half a footprint, holding a sharp horn iron in his hand, about two meters long, and the horn iron was held on the head of the air with an evil spirit.
Gege looked at the situation in disbelief, and although she had guessed that Fenrir was not a simple person, she had not expected it to be so powerful.
When the evil spirit jumped up and attacked him, the little guy didn't even look back, and the expression on his face was relaxed, as if the evil spirit that attacked him behind him didn't even have the qualifications to let him take a look.
It was a kind of contempt that belonged to the king, and even the contempt of the king could not be obtained in the face of the waste like ants.
The angle iron was temporarily torn off the harvester, and it was as easy as tearing off a dog's tail grass to tear off the angle iron on a harvester's roller.
Then he stabbed out with his backhand, like a long eye behind his back, and accurately turned the evil spirit who just wanted to turn him into a skewer.
As the roar sounded, several more evil spirits couldn't hold it back and pounced on them from different angles.
The continuous piercing strikes, the ordinary angle iron is like a divine sword, in the blink of an eye, the two leading evil spirits who do not know whether they are alive or dead are pierced through the chest, and the most terrifying thing is that after completing all this, Fenrir lifted the angle iron in his hand into the air again.
He was looking at the four evil spirits dressed in a string on it, like a greedy child counting how many rock sugar gourds there were on his sugar gourd string.
"Evil spirits.
Wanderers of the Death Underworld, you are the most despicable dead creatures, and no one will take them in even after death, in front of me, how dare you make a mistake" Fenrir finished speaking, his eyes were filled with red flames at the same time, and the aura of the king belonging to the Seven Great Sect Masters was suddenly released, and the powerful aura was overwhelmingly crushed out, and the thousands of evil spirits surrounding him suddenly couldn't help but lie on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads to look at him.
On the bell tower, Gege's pupils contracted suddenly, and his face turned slightly pale.
"This aura is too powerful, beyond the power of the sect master, who is this little guy?"
She pressed the communication button and whispered to Lena: "Megalomaniac, not there" "In" Lena didn't care about her tone at all, and asked directly, "Is there anything you need me to help with?"
"Receive the image and see who this little guy is" Gege gently pressed the shoot button on the helmet to send a frame of picture to the command center.
A few seconds later, Lena's reply came: "From the information, it is a boy named Joseph Jr., a victim in the town of Centroria, his parents died in an accident in the town, after which he was taken away by a mysterious organization, and then somehow fell into the hands of Walker, who sent him to Doolin Prison. ” "What" Gege was obviously surprised by the news: "You mean, little Joseph is the Snow we are looking for" "Maybe, maybe not, the year of birth is not right, Long Yun consulted me before, I haven't found the answer so far, all the relevant information has been destroyed, and no trace has been left in the electronic database of any department in the world, and Troy can't find any clues."
The potato chip girl said, "You can just think of him as Snow, or as little Joseph, and it's a little boy anyway." ” "Little boy" Gege muttered, "If you were there right now, I don't think you would have said that."
Among the evil spirits, an extremely strong figure appeared in the monster pile.
Compared to other evil spirits, this evil spirit was obviously taller and more bloody, and as soon as it appeared, those evil spirits huddled together quickly made a way.
Obviously, among the evil spirits, there are also ranks, and this guy is certainly not as simple as an ordinary evil spirit.
It rushed out first, and in front of the light of the harvester, its huge body was not clumsy at all, unlike other evil spirits, one of its hands was a bone hand knife, and the other hand was actually a long bone spear.
This is an extremely deformed way of growth, the bone spear grows in the position of the forearm, as if someone has installed it there raw, and the place where it joins the body is bloody, and the muscles at the edges are turned out, and it looks a little rotten and smelly.
Before anyone arrived, the fishy stench had already been suppressed.
Fenrir didn't use his bizarre horn iron, but oozed out of his small hand and grabbed the bone spear that was stabbing straight in front of him.
That's right, a hand like a kindergarten child, grabbed a huge bone spear.
The huge evil spirit stopped in the air in an instant, and like a turtle that had been pinched and lifted up, it waved its limbs in vain in the air, but could not touch the ground.
Fenrir was holding an angle iron with four grasshopper-like spirits strung on it, and this hand was holding an evil spirit the size of a small truck, which was strange enough to look at from a distance.
And he is like a child holding two strings of rock sugar gourds, looking left and right, as if deciding which string to eat
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