The corpses on the ground, as well as the merciless children, give an air of absurdity.

"Don't be afraid—"

This is the result that the boy gave to Bill.

It's good to be alive, but it doesn't seem inevitable for Black Rose's apprentice, and looking at the child's appearance, Bill feels like he's really become his teacher, responsible for showing him the way to choose.

really

"As the winner, you enjoy the qualifications to survive, and at the same time you are my teacher, if you don't like me, you can kill me directly......"

Bill suddenly held his head down, as if he was going to kill him.

The boy closed his eyes, and his expression was calm.

"Blindly worship others, it is better to appreciate yourself proudly~" Bill pushed his small body, "Ask for more blessings, do what you want to do." ”

The boy was pushed away by Bill, who turned around and looked at Bill.

"What if I do something bad?"

"Whatever you want, but someone will punish you......"

"They can't kill me......" The boy's words seemed a little naïve to Bill, but Bill didn't bother to remind him, so he just chose another direction and left silently.

The boy stood still, Bill thought of something, and didn't take a few steps before he suddenly turned his head, "What's your name?" ”

"Sacco ......"

Bill nodded, and then thought of something, it was a name he was familiar with, which shocked him, and sure enough, the next moment, the look on his face suddenly froze, and it was difficult to reply to the half-ring, Bill turned his head stiffly, but his voice was quiet and lightly written: "Hmm." ”

The boy, named Nicolas,

It was a name that Bill was once familiar with, and when he met him here, Bill was ten thousand unexpected, and while he sighed at the fate of God, he also had a moment of confusion, not knowing what he should do to arrange Sacco's fate.

Sacco's identity is an important member of Black Rose, implementing Black Rose's cruel and twisted style, he is an out-and-out murderer, but also a lawless egoistic madman.

Bill unintentionally reminded him, "It is better to blindly worship others than to appreciate yourself proudly~"

This is a rare and irreversible mistake.

Sacco, the murderer, is an egotist himself......

It is also possible that his own character was formed by 'the teachings of Mr. Bill'.

Fate seems to be doomed if there is nothing.

Will killing him change the future of the alliance world? Or, the future of humanity.

If fate is predestined, the god of time, and the future world he sees is also real, then changing it is just a trivial matter?

Bill, did not kill Sacco, and such a move will definitely cause countless people to suffer in the future.

One last glance at the killer who would soon gain notoriety on the mainland, Bill turned away with mixed feelings.

Death is not child's play, but if you are Nicolas - it is a different matter.

He was Valoran's first professional homicidal comedian. He likes to use tricks to torture people to death with extreme cruelty, and then laugh out loud in front of corpses.

Like to ravage the living, cruel torture and killing, the title of Sacco is a taboo topic for the people.

He is a demonic, psychologically twisted and extremely tyrannical clown demon......

……

Walking along the dirt slopes of the rolling mountains, Bill looked at the sky that was beginning to darken.

"Just because you survived the day doesn't mean you're lucky......"

He wasn't in a hurry, Bill lay on a hill and watched the scenery, waiting for night to approach.

At night, it is also the time when wild beasts are infested, and the howls come and go, dotting the quiet night.

He picked up a weed in his mouth, and only at this time did his life be quiet.

The stars are moving, and the moon cage is light......

Bill's work, began.

However, after the familiar loud wolf howl, a group of black wolves, more than twenty of them, had already surrounded Bill who was lying on the ground.

Bill had already discovered them, and now he was even more silent about their luck.

Get up, the energy recovers, and the red moon is like a human eye, looking down at the earth......

The wolves, screaming, rushed up and pounced on Bill, arms, thighs, chest, and began to bite like crazy.

The thick fog around him made Bill even more indifferent.

He didn't hurry to pinch the heads of the wolves one by one, and then pinch their heads like pinching dead ants.

Bathed in blood, Bill finds the feeling he once knew.

The remaining dozen or so wolves are already crazy.

The death of the same clan made the wolves irritable, and one by one the black wolves pounced on them with red eyes.

In the social system, there are many strong people, everyone is strong enough, and everyone is not allowed to offend, but if a war breaks out between the too strong, then there will be a lot of life, until in the end, one side perishes, this is not like a small fight like ordinary people, so between the strong, we must restrain contradictions, and we cannot cause conflicts at will......

The wolves are obviously the kings of the beast world in a region, and Bill is also powerful and inviolable.

The price of aggression is the perdition of one party, and it will not die!

It's like the relationship between Debang and Nock......

Bill kills all the wolves, but finds that there is only one and does not rush up.

Wolves, group animals, a wolf, can't beat a lion and a tiger, but a group of wolves can be invincible, teamwork, and make the pack of wolves more terrifying.

But Bill knows better that a strong man who knows how to forbear is like a lone wolf who knows how to forbear and lurk, such an enemy is the most likely to kill, because it will never let go of your flaws......

That, too, represents the enemy of Debang,

For example, the Fortune Deed!

Bill wants to bloodwash these people, for his own position.

The energy seed submerged into the body of the black wolf, and the lone wolf, which had escaped in the darkness, flew into Bill's palm out of thin air.

At this moment, Bill is the master of life.

As the heart of the last black wolf shatters, Bill also captures the seed energy.

Red Moon, this area, there is no shadow of life anymore.

Bill looked to the west, his figure disappearing, and he floated away.

In this direction, there are people, this is what Bill feels.

The Four Ghosts of the West Mountain, that is the nickname of this group of bandits, they have made a name for themselves here, and they have been rampant in the Trove Mingde Mountains for many years, wantonly blocking pedestrians and vehicles, and doing all the things that hurt the heavens and reason.

The liveliest place was a renovated earthen and stone hall with a rough style, laughter, wine, and lights that made it eye-catching, and made it Bill's first target.

Yes, Bill, who has traveled dozens of miles, has found what he is looking for.

I counted more than 80 people......

Eighty pieces of paper, torn to shreds, scattered endless snowflakes in the small hidden camp in this mountain range,