[Transcendent Creature: Slave Desire.] 】

[Status: Near-fat.] 】

[Information fragment 1: There are many humans with weak wills, after they encounter the extraordinary items of the evil camp, because a certain desire is too strong, they eventually become slaves of the items, and are gradually eroded and distorted by the evil forces, and everything they do is to provide for that transcendent item to satisfy their own desires. They are collectively known as slaves. 】

[Fragment 2: His desires are lustful, and by offering transcendent objects, he has acquired extraordinary genitals and has a high base favorability of the opposite sex. 】

[Information fragment 3: In order to provide for that transcendental, he killed more than seven women by seduction, and devoured the essence in their bodies, he is the serial killer who has made the women in the Blue Deer City next door uneasy recently-Withered Flower. 】

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The fragments of information from the past flowing in his eyes made Tang Qi, who was still a child in this life, a little speechless.

However, I understand why this painter's combat power is so weak, not to mention Tang Qi, who has Chaga fighting skills, is a stronger man, and he may be able to kill him.

Perhaps, this guy has all the attributes in those places that shouldn't be pointed.

The withered flower mentioned in the interface, Tang Qi has some impressions.

Recently, there was a serial killer in Blue Deer City, next door to Mercer City, who specialized in killing beautiful women, and a withered flower would be left at the crime scene, so it was named "Withered Flower" by the media of good things.

The title is very poetic, but unfortunately the main person is just a disgusting guy.

Recalling that report a little, it's worth noting that this guy's bounty is not low.

But unfortunately, Tang Qi did not mean to receive the reward.

"Ahem~Ahem"

"Click"

It was obviously much cleaner than the ground in the Bronque, but it was also a mess, and the painter was struggling with the blood, trying to cover the separated throat with his palms, but the broken hands were clearly unable to do so.

The proper clothes he was wearing had long been dirty, and seeing that he could not survive, he finally remembered something, gave up the struggle, and began to crawl to the side not far away, and fell to the ground.

The painter's goal seems to be one of the stacks of drawings.

The twisted, blood-soaked palm trembled over as if it could be touched in the next moment.

Then, a silver-white knife flashed.

"Poof", the sharp blade pierced the palm of his hand, nailed to the spot, and the intense pain swept up, but his throat was cut, and he wanted to scream but could only let out "He~Hehe", as if the sound of agitating the bellows, and the blood rushed out at a faster speed.

Tang Qi didn't make any other moves, just put away the stack of drawings directly, didn't pull out the painting that seemed to be a transcendent item alone, and stuffed it into the painter's bag.

After cleaning up, the painter had already choked his last breath and ended his life in agony.

Tang Qi turned around and watched a pink mist-like spirit slowly overflow from the corpse, a strong sense of erotic impact emanated, although his expression at this time was extremely painful, and his body was also distorted, but it still gave people a strange feeling of disgust and imagination.

There was no ridicule, no angry reprimand, Tang Qi just snorted coldly, and the palm wrapped in light and flame grabbed his resentful soul's head violently, and in the sound of "snort", the resentful soul disappeared.

Feeling it in his mind, there was a golden point of light flowing in, and the corners of Tang Qi's mouth hooked up a smile.

Fuel again!

After silently saying in his heart, Tang Qi didn't care about the corpse on the ground, and turned around and left with the bag.

This painter is a fool with twisted desires, and when he was just struggling, Tang Qi saw some of the woman's underwear exposed in his trouser pocket, and there was no doubt that after this guy committed the crime, he not only left withered flowers, but also took some "souvenirs".

"The first person to find a body was a little lottery. ”

Tang Qi muttered, one foot already out of the alley.

But at this moment, in the spiritual space in Tang Qi's mind, golden points of light surged and rolled, and the strong omen of danger once again made Tang Qi feel a slight pain like a pinprick in his mind.

Almost instinctively, the heel had not yet landed, Tang Qi followed the essentials of fighting techniques, like a predatory cheetah, slammed his toes, rubbed it, changed direction in an instant, and pounced back into the alley.

It was also at this moment, in mid-air, that Tang Qi saw the figure of the "attacker".

It was a wolfdog-like shadow, flying at a speed that completely surpassed that of humans, and it ran into the alley without biting Tang Qi's foot, and then kicked on the wall, directly biting Tang Qi's neck.

The fishy wind was blowing, and Tang Qi could even see the very abnormal intertwined white teeth in the mouth of this huge wolf dog, and between the teeth, there were some fresh shreds of flesh, as well as one or two black hairs.

Human flesh!

Tang Qi's heart tightened, and at the same time, the killing intent was great, and he was about to kill the killer in mid-air to deal with this vicious dog.

But at this time, there was a burst of "whoosh" sound outside the alley.

Immediately after, there were wolf-shaped shadows, which were rapidly approaching in the reflection of the street lamp, and then Tang Qi saw seven or eight huge wolf dogs that were exactly the same as those that pounced in front of him, grinning teeth, the hair on the side of their mouths was still stained with blood, and their miserable green eyes flashed with a terrifying light.

These terrifying things pounced on Tang Qi at the same time.

"Did I stab the wolf's den?"

"Bang ~ Bang Bang"

At the same time as this thought flashed in Tang Qi's heart, an exaggerated-shaped, cannon-like pistol was already in Tang Qi's hand.

The first one to "taste" it was naturally the head wolf that almost bit Tang Qi's neck.

With a muffled sound and the smell of gunpowder filled, the head of the most ferocious giant wolf was instantly deformed as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and it was hard enough to resist the skull of a rifle at close range, but it could not resist the bullet wrapped in golden flames.

Like a rotten watermelon, it exploded.

The rest of the giant wolves also can't avoid the fate of being shot in the head.

Although he has not been trained in marksmanship, he cannot achieve the same accuracy as a sharpshooter.

However, when Tang Qi pulled the trigger of Blood Python No. 1, this extraordinary firearm would automatically adjust its crosshairs, and that kind of coercion, like a dragon's roar, could make monsters fall into a state of shock, even if it was only an imperceptible half a second, it was enough to turn them into cold corpses.

"Whew~"

In the alley, Tang Qi held the Blood Python No. 1, his breath was a little short, and he looked at the corpse of a giant wolf that was very similar to a wolf dog called Salluth, but it was much larger and more like a monster, and his face was a little solemn, not because he had killed too much, but because Tang Qi finally found out at this time.

He made a big mistake.

"Buzz"

Tang Qi's gaze fell on the back of his hand, where the cold aura emanating from the mark of doom almost froze one of Tang Qi's hands.

The unimaginable premonition of the crisis swept over like a flash flood at this time.

At this moment, he felt malice, similar to the malice he had had had faced the painter, these giant wolf monsters.

However, the more intense, the more dangerous, and at the same time the number is ...... It's beyond imagination.

"I lit the lights that attracted the moths, but I didn't have time to turn them off. ”

"Or am I underestimating the power of doom?"

Between the whispers, Tang Qi's thoughts were like a fierce burning flame, fiercely shrouded in the mark on the back of his hand, and with a "snort", the gray and cold smoke rose, and the brilliance of the mark quickly dimmed, and it was finally closed.

It's just that at this time, Tang Qi looked at the entrance of the alley soaked in blood, and his face became even more solemn.