A dark red liquid gushed out of his chest, and blood flowed down the corners of the pigtailed man's mouth and down his chin, dripping to the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pigtailed man covered his chest and half-knelt on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Fortunately・・・・・・ it's my ・・・・・・" The corners of his mouth were bleeding, trying to raise a slight arc.

"Sorry, a step late." I landed next to the pigtailed man, firing several shots at the jellyfish along the way, but it did nothing but shatter some pieces of flesh and a few tentacles attached to the periphery.

"You're the sniper of the day?" The redhead glanced at me.

I nodded, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the head of the giant jellyfish for another shot.

"Hmph, the world is really wonderful," the redhead smiled slightly, "It seems that you are also on our side this time?" ”

"Sort of." I'm noncommittal.

The big jellyfish suddenly let out a strange roar, and in an instant, thousands of tentacles attacked madly from all directions, and the huge force rolled up the dust and gravel into the sky, like a terrifying sandstorm.

A white shadow swept out of me.

Like arrows? No, faster than an arrow.

Like bullets? No, faster than a bullet.

Or rather, this is a light, a light that is so strong!

"Bang!"

The tentacles floated in the air, the dust and smoke of the sand and gravel were retained, and time and space seemed to come to a standstill with this blow.

The head of the giant jellyfish was smashed into a huge depression, and above the depression, in the white shadow, was a flying kick that had not yet been retracted, a body pierced through the chest, and a pair of angry eyes.

Pigtailed man!

"Hehe, I've seen it." The kitchen knife man raised his eyebrows proudly: "This is our real craft." ”

"It's obviously a human body, and it's so badly injured, how can it be ・・・・・・" I couldn't believe my eyes, it stands to reason that the pigtailed man should have died, and everything in front of him can't be explained by common sense at all.

"Horcruxes." The red-haired woman looked at the big jellyfish that was blown away, and her expression was extremely serious: "At the cost of burning life, using the body as a container, boarding and using evil power, is a Horcrux." ”

"Bang!" Another punch slammed into the jellyfish's head.

"So what the hell is in his body." I stared at the pigtailed man with a steamy white glow, and I felt a chill down my spine.

"Immortal." The redhead replied coldly.

I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, the Immortal Corpse is a terrifying ghoul that was classified as a special danger ten years ago, with a terrifying speed and strength that is different from ordinary ghouls, but the most headache is the reason why the Immortal Corpse is called the Immortal Corpse - a powerful recovery force that can heal all wounds.

"The immortal corpse is in his body?"

"No" the red-haired woman lowered her eyelids: "Strictly speaking, he just doesn't destroy corpses." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The high-speed white shadow dances out of brilliant tracks in the air, bombarding the body of the giant jellyfish from all directions!

"Four years ago, the immortal corpse killed his brother." There was something more complicated in the eyes of the kitchen knife man: "When I found his brother, there was only a place of blood and half of the corpse that was eaten ・・・・・・ his mother's, and I chased him for three days and three nights, and fought for two days and two nights." ”

"What happened next?" I was vaguely aware of something.

"Later, he ate the immortal corpse, just like the immortal corpse ate his brother, one bite at a time, and flayed it alive." The calm tone was shocking to me.

Twelve strangers, what have they all been through? Could it be that everyone has such a monster in their bodies?

Perhaps it should be said that these twelve people are monsters in their own right.

"Boom!" There was a heavy sound of falling to the ground.

Countless tentacles collapsed to the ground with the fallen body, like a giant building that collapsed with a bang, stirring up a puff of dust and smoke on the ground.

The white shadow fell back to the front of the crowd, like a dazzling white flame, and the body wrapped in the flames exuded a bright red as dazzling as blood.

The pigtailed man's chest, which was originally pierced by spikes and bleeding profusely, was repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"What did you just say," the white fireworks dissipated from the pigtailed man's side, and the hopeless wound returned to its previous state.

"Luckily, it hit me, so you can ・・・・・・ it instead," the pigtailed man smiled with relief.

"Hmph, he wants to aim at Lao Tzu at that time, and Lao Tzu won't lose a single hair." The kitchen knife man turned his head disdainfully, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but curl up.

Before you know it, the sky has gradually darkened, leaving only a trace of bright color on the horizon.

"Speaking of—" I stared at the mess, "I seem to have missed a lot of good shows." ”

"Why, the white hunter who has always been nosy seems to care about a lot of things lately." Ray's eyes were full of banter.

"The Seven Souls, who have always been sneaky, haven't they often shown their faces recently?" I replied.

"Cut." Ray pouted.

"So there are times when you can't say it." Ghost Hand stared at Ray coldly, and Rin and Tetsuo stood aside with a smile of approval on their faces.

"I'm too lazy to say, I'm tired from fighting for so long." Ray sat on the ground with a butt.

The kitchen knife man told me his experience again, of course, it was inevitable that he would have another argument with the pigtail man.

A group of people giggled and laughed.

"Alright," the redhead stopped laughing, "It's time to withdraw, although it's a little inexplicable, but this time it's not in vain." ”

"yes, it didn't come in vain." The man with glasses nodded helplessly: "There is a new legend in this city・・・・・・"

"Hahaha, just famous!" The red-haired woman waved her hand: "Let's go, let's go." ”

"Boss, let's go find the sixth and seventh first, these two boys may be in trouble again." Ray proposed.

Black-clothed nodded.

"In short, this is not easy, be careful." After the black clothes finished speaking to the red-haired woman, they and the other six slowly hid in the faint afterglow.

"Sister, let's go quickly, the police will be in trouble after a while." The eyed man reminded.

"Okay." After the redhead finished speaking, she turned to me and winked, "See you soon, cute sniper." ”

Actually call me "cute"?

"It's better not to see you, I want to go back and spend some more time." I pinched my ears and jumped lightly into the air.

The Twelve Inhumans are gone, and so are the Seven Souls.

Walking through the night market, my mind is always full of messy pieces.

The experience of the kitchen knife man feels strange no matter how you think about it.

Why is his memory completely different from that of the pigtailed man, as if the two of them live in different worlds.

Who is the man who talked to the kitchen knife man, and is it the same person who came that night and talked to me?

Speaking of which, One-Eye and I had two memories in the same time and space.

Wait, do you say-

A creepy guess slowly popped through my head.

Could it be that someone is tampering with our memories?!