"How did you find this place?" Mu Ke asked Nasher, "You are talking, Aslan." ”

Naser didn't say anything, he robbed this ruined building, did he still have to answer her as it was?

Now Naser is purely looking at the world from the perspective of a hunter.

It may be that the blow has been lifted, and he can no longer face the world as before.

When Nather saw Prometheus again, he had to explain it clearly.

The strange timing of the rebellion must have been premeditated.

So, Nather now needs to at least have the ability to play music with others, and then talk about it.

"Sister Mu Ke, don't move ...... yet," Xiao Geyu said while pressing Mu Ke's wound that had turned out the new flesh.

"Aslan, you speak!"

"Don't you understand yourself when you see this wall full of blood?" Nasser said.

He had already dealt with the scene, but he did not wash the blood stains on these walls.

After all, water is still quite expensive.

So, the walls were stained with blood of different shades - different shades because there was something gray mixed in in the shallow places.

I won't go into details about what it is, but I think everyone understands.

The only thing that caught Xiao Geyu's attention now was that Na Se seemed to have become very pretentious.

When killing people, they are clean and merciless, but the disposal of corpses is quite tedious, with all kinds of bells and whistles.

It felt like he wasn't dealing with the corpses, he was mourning the corpses.

Maybe that's his style or his rituals.

Xiao Geyu shook his head helplessly, what kind of brother did he have?

Countless strange identities are twisted together in one person.

It's hard to imagine being able to brutally fail to return to people on the one hand, and have very loyal friends here on the other hand.

Gorgeous and majestic, cruel and neat.

To put it simply, it is to do everything that a warrior should do.

Although I don't know what kind of consciousness my brother is holding on to returning here again, in short, he will definitely set off a bloody storm here now.

If nothing else, the determination and impulse with which he wields the blade now can prove it.

And there seems to be something strange about this knife on his back.

Black smoke was emitting out all the time, as if it was burning.

"Brother......" Xiao Geyu asked, "What's the situation with your knife?" He seemed to be smoking. ”

Na Se was stunned for a moment, indeed, the crow Yu didn't take a good look at it in his hands, it would smoke, it should be the power of the curse, and it was actually smoking all the time, which seemed to be a bit beyond his imagination.

After all, he didn't want to be a violent assassin anymore, and it would be embarrassing if he really sneaked in, this thing would expose itself.

So pull it out and take a look.

The slight collision between the blade and the scabbard is quite pleasant.

Crisp and clean.

It seemed that after being held by someone, the whole knife calmed down, and the fluctuations of the black smoke that had been out of rhythm just now instantly became regular.

It's like the effect of the moment when the head teacher is not there, the class becomes a pot of porridge, and the head teacher comes back.

It's neat, not more neat.

But the two next to me don't think so.

They only felt a heavy sense of oppression as the curse knife came out of its sheath.

It seems that this already tells them that this knife is strong.

When does an ordinary weapon give people a sense of oppression?

In a fight to the death, when you are unarmed, you look at the weapon in the opponent's hand, and you feel this way.

So when the knife came out of the body, it had already told everyone that they had lost absolutely.

"Is this your new weapon?" Mu Ke asked.

"Indeed, I only got it the day before yesterday." Nasser said.

"How many people have been killed with it to celebrate?" Mu Ke asked.

“？” Naser wondered why Muke said that.

"This knife has a strong sense of oppression." Mu Ke said, "The comrades-in-arms have been dealing with weapons all their lives, am I not familiar with them?" ”

"A lot." Naser said that people are uncomfortable sinking their consciousness into the source of the law to see how much undead power they have accumulated.

He has already spent 6,000, and there are 1,000 left, so that means that he killed more than 700 people before that time.

Now if you look at how much undead power you have, you can barely estimate the number.

"Are there more than 6,000 again?" Naser looked at the six red beads floating in front of him and couldn't help but say.

"Now that they're all in, let's see if there's anything we can strengthen."

Enhanced Cold Weapon 2000.

Fortified guns 4000.

It's all ordered.

Almost like this, there is only one fighting skill left, if you want to point it out, you still need 10,000 points of spiritual power, almost the first stage is complete, you can prepare for the second stage of strengthening.

It seems that how much undead power he has left is also related to the strength of the combat ability of the ghost hand summoned by his demon claws.

For example, in the Moon Elf King City, he clearly felt that he almost killed Catherine with a slap.

But when it comes to saying this, it seems that his evil moon law is a little strange.

If other people's laws are equivalent to the backdoor that nature opens for these people, like Prometheus can know in advance what will happen in the future, that is, it is a plug-in on the time level, then what is his own? Do you want to modify your own settings?

It feels a bit like a Trojan virus on a computer.

In short, other people's rules are to repair the plug-in of a single item, and he is purely a Trojan horse program, which can directly modify his own various parameters, plus because of his own bloodline and behavior...... Anyway, a bunch of inherent abilities left over from all kinds of things I have done have become a veritable hanger.

is like a certain Benwei who killed 29 people back then, others played a parachute simulator, and he beat up children.

It's just two games!

Now the situation is the same.

Nase's piece is pure boredom, it's the same as beating a human machine - after all, what he cut back then looked like a Hydrera Chimera or something, it was all in front of humans, it was a devastating disaster, even if his current strength was only four or five percent, that was put in front of humans, or if something happened to the god and Buddha, he directly used that kind of destructive weapons and missiles to deal with it, it is estimated that there is really no way to kill it directly.

"Aslan!" Mu Ke patted Naser with his right hand, which he could still move, "What are you doing?" Suddenly in a daze. ”

"Oh, I'm thinking about something." Nasthesis said, Raven back into the scabbard, "What's going on outside?" ”

"Is there any movement? We haven't heard it yet. Mu Ke said, "Why don't you go and have a look?" ”

Na Se nodded, asked Xiao Geyu to wait here first, and walked to the top of the building.

"Aslan," Mu Ke suddenly called out to Nather.

"This eye-covering cloth was given by your senior brother, you can take it."