The wire is like a gun, the angle is ruthless, and the speed is extremely fast.

The long knife is even more powerful and heavy, like splitting mountains.

All the angles of the front, back, left and right were sealed, and Qi Zihuan seemed to have no way to avoid it.

Ever since he entered Alesha's hospital room, he had been on guard, but he didn't expect that such a big triangle head would come to his back without a trace of movement.

Fear is not fear, but a little embarrassed.

I saw him take half a step to the left side, deflected the blade, and then at the moment when several sharp wires were about to pierce him, he retreated sharply, as if he was about to fall into the arms of the triangular iron head.

The triangle iron head had already stretched out his muscular left arm, and pinched Qi Zihuan's neck with a handful.

Qi Zihuan braked sharply halfway, turned his back foot on the shaft, and turned around against the triangle iron head.

Dodging the swift pursuit of wire again, he connected the dots with his feet and toes, widening the distance between himself and the enemy. He took out the eight small paper figures that had been prepared from his arms, muttered a mantra in his mouth, and threw them on the ground at the same time.

It's still eight paper knife makers, but this time it's Alesha's paintings, which were originally frantically smeared with black crayons, condensing a lot of Aressa's hatred and resentment. Therefore, this time, the little paper figures were all blackened, and although they had no facial features on their faces, they exuded bursts of murderous intent, and even the paper knives in their hands continued to emit wisps of black smoke.

The little puppet technique, the stronger the puppet is, the stronger the yin qi of the carrier.

Eight paper figures are sprinting or leaping, and in the blink of an eye, they are standing around the triangle head.

The triangular iron head raised his leg and was about to step down, and the eight little paper figures followed the flow of gossip, drawing knives and splitting at the same time from all angles, or Achilles tendons or leg bends, or toe tips or ankle bones, beating the giants in the formation to a staggering step.

The triangle iron head regained its footing and no longer tried, but stood on the ground, and was cold. The eight paper knife men also held their knives silently, and the eight winds did not move.

This is the style of a master. Qi Zihuan was envious in his heart, and always felt that every time he jumped around like a monkey, he damaged his image.

With a shake of his right hand, he took out the peachwood sword out of thin air, swiped the sword with his left hand, and walked towards Aletha.

Without the attack of the triangular iron head, Qi Zihuan was much calmer, most of the stabbed wires were blocked with peachwood swords, and occasionally they suddenly moved sideways to get out of the way of attacks from the soles of his feet.

"Nebula chains aren't enough to see, you still have to upgrade to Nebula Storm." Qi Zihuan is an otaku, and occasionally watches some old Japanese comics, and Saint Seiya is even more familiar.

Alesa was puzzled by what she meant, and watched as the other party defused all the attacks and walked up to her step by step.

Qi Zihuan squinted slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand was pressed against Alesa's throat, and he saw a rare trace of fear in the little girl's gloomy eyes.

"Can we talk now?" Qi Zihuan said lightly.

Alesa stared at him, but her mouth asked the doubt in her heart: "Why didn't you kill me at this time?" If I die, the world of Silent Hill will dissipate, and you and Rose will be able to return to the real world. ”

"That's what I thought at first, anyway, as long as I kill you, I can get out of it right away. But the question is, what about the Roses who are left behind? ”

Ever since he first entered the world of the old corpse in the mountain village, the question of how to look at the world of the Heart Demon Realm has been plaguing Qi Zihuan.

When his strength is enough, of course, he can be tough all the way, skip all the plots directly, and go straight to the boss's nest to break through the level.

However, if he causes harm to the people of this world because of his reckless behavior, who is it?

Xiao Ming, Xiangzi and now Ross, Qi Zihuan feels that they are no different from himself, the tears are salty, and the blood is also warm. If Qi Zihuan wants to destroy human nature to carry out the so-called killing decisiveness just for efficiency, he really can't do it.

At least, he couldn't do it when he had to choose.

To put it bluntly, he has always been a small-town otaku, and he can't be a big hero.

"What do you mean?" Aletha doesn't understand what danger Rose and Sharon will be in when they return home.

Qi Zihuan sighed and said in a low voice: "The group of cultists you imprisoned in this world, they have long since lost the standard of good and evil, they should be killed!" But if I kill you now, they will return to the real world, and then, as they did thirty years ago, they will become a malignant tumor in this world, and even expand. ”

"You're mainly afraid that they will find out about Sharon's relationship with me, they have been imprisoned by me for so many years, and the accumulated resentment will make them continue to hunt down Rose and Sharon, no matter where the mother and daughter flee, they will not stop, right?" Alesa gradually understood Qi Zihuan's intentions, and her expression began to relax.

"Yes, the events of thirty years ago have long since disappeared, as long as they get out of your Silent Hill, even the police can't do anything about them when they get out." Qi Zihuan said helplessly, "Then they will definitely spare no effort to catch Sharon, and Ross will naturally not be spared." What's more, this kind of cult organization dressed in the cloak of Catholicism is often very capable of absorbing its followers, and if you allow them to continue to grow, more people will suffer like you. ”

Speaking of the injuries she had suffered, Alesa immediately gritted her teeth and said, "Under the guise of divine will, they inflicted all kinds of torture on me, and I will definitely ask them to repay tenfold!" ”

"Alas, I know your past, and you are a poor man." Qi Zihuan looked at Alesa calmly and said slowly, "So you have a reason to carry out your revenge." I, on the other hand, lacked such a reason to carry out a massacre. ”

Dozens of living people, the only conclusive fact of the crime at the moment is that it turned Alesa into a hospital bed. If Qi Zihuan kills with just one serious injury, he will definitely become a demon.

But it is even more undesirable if they are allowed to continue to do evil in the future.

"So, you're going to help me fulfill my long-standing wishes? Help me get into the church and let me have a great bloody baptism? ”

"Yes, you don't need Rose anymore, I can help you achieve that."

Aleisha suddenly laughed and said, "Is this the condition you gave me, it is indeed very tempting!" So, what are your requirements? ”

"You created this hellish hill of silence, imprisoned the wicked, and trapped yourself as well. So my request is that when you have completed your revenge, I will help you to free yourself and let this painful world dissipate. Qi Zihuan thought for a while and added, "Only in this way can Sharon's life be restored to peace." ”

It's a weird deal, I'll help you kill and then kill you.

But neither side of the negotiation was in any particular mood, as if this was the way it should be.

"Good! I promise you!" Alaisa replied cheerfully.

Palms touch, and the deal is struck.

There was no champagne salute, only a tall eight short and nine masters not far away were still silent.