The demonic red moon hung high, its pupils constricted, and the blood light reflected in the dark eyes.

The bizarre world is concave and convex, and the bell of the mourner comes from nowhere, as if to remind the people in the red and black space that time still flows.

Shadow Bill clamps the magician's cuff and quickly cuts his neck, piercing the heart.

The power of the shadows quickly eroded the shards of the smooth crystals, and like the corpses on the ground not far away, Jack showed a very surprised expression, his dark red lips opened wide, and even the capillaries in his eyes bulged.

The magician's head flew into the air, and the sharp knife and magic wand fell to the ground at the same time, making a crisp landing sound.

Let's ......

"What, I'm dying so soon, I haven't even asked ...... yet"

"Bill, I'm glad you're finally grown up and can deal with those pesky guys on your own?~"

Before he could react, Magician Jack's body suddenly appeared not far away, and before Bill could see how he escaped from him, he straightened his top hat again.

Gracefully pulled out a black pocket watch from his bosom, the one in his hand was exactly the same style as the copper-colored openwork pocket watch that Bill owned, only the color was different.

"But it's a pity, Bill, you're only half right, but I can't continue to chat with you because of the limited time tonight?~"

"I'm sure we'll see you again soon?~"

"Bye-bye?~"

Jack suddenly left these two words and made a goodbye gesture to Bill, jumping forward on the roof of the black building in the direction of the moon, holding the striped magic wand in his right hand, holding a high top hat in his left hand, and his slender limbs became silhouettes under the moon.

A gray shadow also quickly passed in front of Bill's eyes, and the captain quickly followed Jack's pace, and they disappeared from Bill's sight in a flash, as if they had never appeared.

"By the way, Bill, although I have to get out of here now, it's not easy to get out of my space, right?"

"Be careful not to be trapped inside, and never be killed by the people of the Holy See, but I am full of surprises and expectations for what you can bring me?"

The sticky and slippery sound also disappeared, and between the black ground and the red sky, only Williams's body remained, and the blood was still flowing in streams, turning into a river.

“......”

"Cut, he slipped away. ”

Shadow Bill quickly removed his injured heart from Williams' body and lay back on the ground, still unable to fully adjust to the feeling of being a shadow.

Unlike the silver bullets used by Brother Bunny, Jack's way of breaking his heart seems to have a countervailing effect, turning the powerful black blood back to red.

Fortunately, the black blood soon filled the body again, moisturizing the dry figure.

Bill felt a little weak, and for the first time in a while, he felt as if he was hurting somewhere, but he couldn't tell.

Sitting on the ground casually, he broke his stiff head, and now he was the only one in this space, and there was a killer corpse looking at him, just to sort out his thoughts.

He needs to learn so that life doesn't look so pale.

"Jack has a pocket watch of the same style as Williams, and he has also been shown up at Gram Langsey to help me deal with two robbers. ”

"So what exactly is the relationship between this man who suddenly appeared and disappeared in a hurry, and Williams, who showed up today to say hello to me?"

"And that night, the green-eyed cat watched my every move in the needle woods, telling Jack about my presence in Port Town, who in turn told the cops. ”

"Magician Jack, in what capacity did he appear in this revolution, and why are the people of the mysterious world willing to help the bourgeoisie seize power?"

"He seems to very much want me to be killed by the people of the Holy See of Oud, for a vague reason, is it just because he wants to kill me with his own hands?"

"No, perhaps I should ask, isn't there a lot of capable people, why does he think that the Holy See of Oude can't tolerate me. ”

"Because ......"

"I'm not human?"

Bill was lost in thought, and from Jack's slippery words, it was clear that Williams was indeed human, and that they had known each other for many years.

But Jack didn't seem to see that Williams had changed his soul in his body, and just said inconsequential words, which made Bill, who was already full of doubts about the world, even more confused.

"Magic Jack, is he also affiliated with an organization like Dark Street?"

"Who is the rule-maker in that math problem?"

"Whoever makes the rules is, it's absolutely right to hold the knife firmly in your hands. ”

Patting the dust on his body, a trace of sharpness flowed from Bill's pale face, and he clenched the multi-barrel pistol in his hand, and the black shadow eroded the pistol inch by inch, just like he had done before.

The shadow quickly dyed the pistol black, but he didn't stop, and countless tiny aphids were awakened by Bill, like an entire ant colony, quickly crawling out of Bill's skin!

They had been silent for a long time, but now they naturally had a great appetite, and with a little traction, they all pulled from their fingertips, and soon surrounded the pistol that had been eroded by the power of shadows.

Rows of small, sharp serrated fangs gnawed at the pistol's metal casing, sucking the power of shadows already deep into it.

Squeak squeak squeak –

Squeak squeak squeak –

Bill still couldn't understand where the bugs came from, why they fed on the power of shadows, and what they ate could become the most real black shadows in the shadow space.

But it was at least a very convenient ability, and he did not forget it when he was able to face negative feelings calmly, or more so, numbness.

At the very least, the Pitch Black Dagger had already done a lot for him, and he needed more weapons that could directly deal damage to people with strange abilities.

Like, an infested bullet eaten by a shadow bug.

Bill had now pulled out all of his gear from the shadowy space that could be the size of a motorcycle.

Using the power of the bugs, one by one, he is reclaiming the power of the shadows that once attached to weapons and bullets.

Flintlock pistols and revolvers crumbled, sniper rifles and shotguns emitted a piercing metallic wail, and loneliness and coldness collided.

Bill wasn't so uncomfortable and desperate, he basked in the pleasure of trading a little pain for a more convenient ability.

All the bullets turned into shadow markings of the virtual and real unknown, smoothly deforming and switching in the palm of the hand, and Bill's brain power could not directly use black shadows or black blood to create precision weapons, so a 'template' was needed.

Then he had another whim.

"Black blood could have been self-sufficient, but it couldn't cause damage to special individuals, and the shadow could hurt their body, but the shadow was already very brittle, and maybe the midday sun could make it hide. ”

"So can I combine the power of the shadows with the black blood, so that the power of the shadows can be hidden in the black blood and become a more efficient weapon. ”

"Hehe, why not give it a try. ”