"Is that enough?" An Chen glanced at the middle-aged man behind him: "I really didn't think that Noxus would have such a talker like you." ”

"Let's go."

The middle-aged man stopped, but did not leave, but looked outside with a subtle look, and then looked at Anchen.

"There's no hurry." He showed a sneer: "I think, it's time for you to take your medicine." ”

“···”

"You've done a really good job of intelligence." An Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled dangerously at him.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should only have a fourth-level rune force, right?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded undeniably: "I don't want a genius like you, level 4 should be the limit of my life." ”

"So." An Chen said lightly: "You don't really think that I can't even deal with people like you when I take medicine." ”

"Oh, how do you know if you don't try?" The middle-aged man found a chair and sat down.

The sun was about to set, and the runes in Anchen's body began to stir irrepressibly.

The two looked at each other, but slowly, An Chen's breathing began to become heavy, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and dense sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Look how hard you endure, take medicine." The middle-aged man sat and pursed his lips in a weird manner.

Damn...

Feeling the killing intent surging in his body, he began to be unable to suppress it and released it.

Anchen finally took out the medicine bottle from his pocket.

yes, let's eat, take medicine.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a fiery look of expectation.

The moment the pill was swallowed, Anchen realized that something was wrong.

But it was too late.

The power of the runes in the body was rapidly activated under the effect of the medicine, and it reached an unprecedented height in a few breaths, and a violent murderous aura suddenly appeared in the medical hall.

The air became heavy, and the middle-aged man felt that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe, as if he had to use up all his strength with every breath.

He didn't feel the slightest fear because of this violent killing intent, but said feverishly.

"Yes, that's it, that's you, Trick Blade! One man can slaughter an army of god-killers! ”

An Chen raised his head, his pupils were filled with blood, turning into a dirty red, reflecting the scarlet light, and a thick black mist began to overflow from his body.

The black mist fluctuated unsteadily, making her look like a demon crawling out of hell as she stood in it.

"It's perfect..."

The middle-aged man stared at the black mist and muttered.

But it would be the last thing he would see.

The knife flashed, and the middle-aged man's neck was quickly cut by a black bladeless blade.

He didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain when the blood was pouring out.

"Ho, ho." Blood gushed from the corners of the middle-aged man's neck and mouth, and his leaky throat made him speechless.

But he still had that smirk on his face, as if admiring the perfection of God's work.

This is the existence known as the killer of the gods in the Ionian War, and under the gods, no one can be killed.

What a shuddering power······

Let's find out what kind of person you really are.

The middle-aged man's heavy body could no longer stand and fell heavily to the ground.

Foul-smelling blood was running down the floor.

An Chen gasped and knelt on the ground, the trace of clarity that still retained was finally overwhelmed by the surging killing intent under the stimulation of blood.

Completely lost her mind, but she calmed down.

There was an eerie silence in the room, and she slowly stood up.

Holding the short black knife in his hand, he walked to the door.

Suddenly, her gaze shifted slightly, and she fell to the Rakshasa mask hanging by the door (the one she bought when she was visiting the Rain Festival. ）

Stretched out his hand and took off the mask, put the mask on his face, the black mist on his body surged into a black leather armor, and slowly walked out of the door.

The sun had not yet completely set, and the children on the street were urged home by their parents, and a few elderly people were enjoying the shade under the trees under the roadside.

Old man Luo at the gate of the village looked at the empty village gate, sighed lightly, smiled, stood up and prepared to go home.

Today, he still hasn't waited for his children to return.

At this time, he saw a man wearing a mask approaching.

"You are?"

Before he finished asking, Old Man Luo only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then the world in his eyes turned upside down, and he saw his headless body fall to the ground from a distance.

When the sight goes dark, you can't feel anything.

The sound at the village gate attracted people's attention, and they looked over, only to see the body of Old Man Luo lying there.

A man wearing a white rakshasa mask, dressed in lifelong black leather armor, walked towards them with a short knife in his hand.

Following the man's footsteps, a crisp bell echoed around, and people realized that a bell was tied to a red rope around the man's waist.

······

"Char!"

"Lilith, run!"

A little boy hugged the feet of the man in black and looked at a girl not far away.

The girl looked at the boy, bit her already bleeding lip, and with tears in her eyes, turned her head and ran away.

The man in black wanted to chase after him, but found that his leg was caught.

Silently lowered his head and looked at the boy.

The boy raised his head and looked at the eyes under the mask, and there was deep hatred in his eyes: "You bastard! ”

The boy, who is usually mild-mannered, is biting each other's ankles like a mad dog at this time.

The man in black raised his short knife, and the blade fell, stabbing the boy in the back.

Blood spurted out, but the boy still didn't let go.

The man in black drew his short knife, and then stabbed it again.

Knife by knife.

Until the boy's body loses its temperature and no longer reacts.

The man in black flicked his legs, and the boy's body was thrown aside like a pile of rotten meat.

Sensing around, he found the girl's location, and the man in black disappeared in place.

The girl ran, her lungs as if they were being burned by flames, and breathing was a luxury.

But she heard footsteps behind her, and every step was as unhurried as a walk.

She didn't know who the masked man was, but she started killing people when she appeared.

Mom and Dad died, Char died, everyone in the village died.

Tears welled up in the corners of the girl's eyes, and suddenly she stopped and picked up a stone at her feet.

Turning to look at the man in black who was walking slowly, his good-looking eyes revealed a kind of dead madness at this time.

"Ahh The girl held the stone and rushed towards the man with tears in her eyes.

When Anchen began to come to her senses, she heard a desperate voice.

Then she looked in the direction where the voice came from, and the girl named Lilith was holding a stone and was covered in blood and thought she was rushing over.

There is no innocence and cuteness like usual, there is only hatred in her eyes.

An Chen had already understood what she had done, but the killing intent in her body was still urging her to kill the girl in front of her.

She restrained herself in pain and crouched down.

The girl rushed in front of her, and the stone fell on her mask.

"Bump!"

There was a crisp sound, and the fragile mask was smashed in half.

The shattered mask slipped off his face, revealing half of his beautiful face.

Lilith was stunned.

"Ann······ Sister. ”

The gentle big sister of the medical hall took care of her person when she was sick.

But he was the murderer who killed everyone in the village.

An Chen hugged her gently, lowered his head, and his voice trembled: "I'm sorry." ”

Lilith's hand holding the stone was cut by the sharp edge because it was too hard.

The hand trembled, and finally let go weakly.

"Why! Why the hell? Lilith wept bitterly in Anchen's arms.

An Chen's hand raised the knife at one time.

She couldn't stop her killing intent at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

All she could do was recite the words over and over again, closing her eyes in pain, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye.

The knife in his hand fell again.

The girl didn't make a sound, and blood slipped from the knife onto Anchen's hand, dripping on the ground on her fingertips.

It seemed that because everyone had been killed, the killing intent began to recede, leaving only Anchen holding the girl's body and kneeling in the clearing.

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