The killing intent swept in the sky, and in mid-air, the figures of the twelve hatreds fell silently, and a huge sword shadow that fell from the sky smashed down to a hill below, mixed with the momentum of shattering the sky and the earth, sword shadow, sword light, sword without regrets, devastating. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sword・None!!

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds were chaotic, and the calm and waveless small hill bore the brunt, and with a shocking explosion, the mountain peak exploded into countless gravel and sand.

Immediately afterwards, it was no longer possible to hide the resentment that rushed to the sky under the hill, and with a loud bang, the demon sword was born!!。

The dust and smoke dissipated, and what appeared in front of me was a dark red blood blade with a trace of blood, which was said to be a sword, but it looked like a knife, which should be regarded as a unique embodiment of kendo in this small country, the difference is that this weapon is like a knife and not a knife, and from time to time there is a chilling sword killing intent.

"Well, what a pure broken sword, a pure sword born for killing・・・・・・ good sword, this sword, I accepted it" Although it was a long knife in front of the twelve hatreds, he really felt a sword intent that was not weaker than him, and for a while, he, a sword idiot, had a heart of collection.

"Ha, this is not easy, Sword King, although this sword has no owner, but if it wants to recognize you as the master from the beginning, I'm afraid, I have to kill you, the best sincerity is absolute strength, you are only stronger than it, it will recognize your existence" in the body, the twelve invincible quipped.

Hearing its words, Twelve smiled disdainfully, "Hmph, when did I get scared again?" Kill each other? Attention, come ・・・・・・・'

With an angry shout, I saw that the twelve hatreds were full of anger, and suddenly there was an incomparable sword intent around the body, holding the ink sword in one hand, at this time, the sword body of the ink sword had been dyed into a half-red and half-black appearance because of his excitement, not to be outdone, the twelve hated figures moved, and slammed into the blood-red demon knife inserted in the ground with the momentum of destruction and decay.

The body is like electricity, the sword shadow is gone, and the figure of the twelve haters is almost impossible to see, but he can only vaguely see the position at the forefront of a certain place, and a scarlet dotted line flashes red light, shooting straight at the face.

Choke...

Resentment does not leave the body, does not show weakness, seems to feel the strong intention from the twelve hatreds, the demon knife that has been inserted on the ground just now finally reacted, as if in response to the sword of the twelve hatreds, swooped, flew directly out of the ground, reversed in the air, and then turned into a blood-colored resentment and killing force and rushed towards the twelve hatreds.

'Hah, good to come... Feeling the negative resentment that came to the shop was enough to affect the heart, the twelve hatreds were not shocked and rejoiced, and the movements in their hands remained the same, and they were indeed mentioning the sword intent.

Hum...

When...

The crisp crash sound was the sound of two long swords colliding together.

Boom, the interweaving of the two thoughts, turned into a thunderbolt in the inner consciousness of the twelve hatreds, both parties were unwilling to be weak, and in the blink of an eye, a stalemate situation was formed, regardless of up and down.

"It's not bad, but if that's what you're capable of, then obediently become my collection, it's just futile to struggle" sneered again, and Twelve hated praise.

"Come on, do you take it, what I have learned all my life..." The cold and ruthless words, the twelve hates no longer want to waste extra time, and forced Yicheng to fight back wildly, and suddenly, the will of the sword went to the next level, and then, he slowly read 'One hate, talented people can't do anything, two hate the red face and thin life, and three hate the river waves; ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・'Every slander of the sentence has made his sword intent rise infinitely, and every point of improvement will be pressed against the demon sword, and in a short time, it has actually surpassed the demon knife on the opposite side.

Exactly, he has a unique trick, and he hates death-killing poems!!

'The four hats are hot and cold; Five hateful platforms are easy to leak; Six Hate Lan Ye Duojiao・・・・・・・・・ 'Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was already sixth, and the will of the demon knife became more and more narrow.

'The seven hated puffer fish are very poisonous; Eight hated peanut thorns; There are mosquitoes in the summer night of the nine hatreds, ・・・・・・・ ninth hatred, the demon knife is powerless to fight back, and the trend of begging for mercy begins to appear, these, the twelve hatreds are in his eyes, but he is not relaxed for this, and he still does not stop to improve his will, the idea has already been decided, if he does not completely subdue the other party, he will not be able to achieve the effect he wants.

'Ten Hatreds Hidden ・・・・・' The tenth hatred, the demon knife intention has no place for it, and in a blink of an eye, it has been completely suppressed by the twelve hatreds.

'It's over・・・・・, eleven hatreds, no opponents・・・・・ ' The words came out, read out, and in an instant, the sword intent of the twelve hatreds that was so strong that it soared into the sky completely submerged the demon sword.

Click...

Ding・・・・・!!!

Returning to reality, the twelve hated not to look at it, suddenly turned in mid-air, waved with one hand, and the ink sword was taken back by him, and he directly held the demon knife on the opposite side with his backhand, held it in his hand, and flicked his fingers, making a crisp sound, so it didn't sound good.

Laughed wildly, 'Hahaha, Demon Knife Village Rain, I took ・・・・・・'

The jet-black hilt, the blood-red blade, the length of one meter two, the blade is slightly curved, the streamlined body, the round gauntlet, the tip of the knife is sharp, and from time to time a blood-colored essence light crosses, as if to show its ability to the person holding the knife.

Looking at the weapon in his hand, the twelve hated eyes showed a look of satisfaction, "Well, it's really not bad...

Hum...

It seems to be a response to his name, the demon sword is vicious, and since then he has lived up to the spring rain, and let out a pleasant sword sound.

"Uh-huh, it seems that you are satisfied" lowered his figure, and the Twelve Hates slowly walked to a flat ground, and as he walked, he picked up something resembling a scabbard from the ground, and without even thinking about it, he inserted the knife into it.

At the moment when the knife in his hand was returned to the sheath, in his wrist, a prompt appeared on the watch from the main god space, 'Harvest the rain of the demon knife village, reward the B-level side plot once, and at the same time be recognized by the demon knife, which can drive the souls that are killed in the blade'

What the!!

And this kind of good thing!!

It was really an unexpected joy, and even the twelve hatreds didn't react, but they subdued a demon knife, and they actually got the plot reward of the main god, which was really unexpected.

It was a long time, and the twelve hatreds were in a state of dementia, and by the time he reacted, half an hour had passed, "Tsk, the world of the main god is really wonderful, and there are many secrets that will not be as simple as they seem to be"

He muttered to himself for a while, and then he didn't say anything, for this encounter, he could only wait for the main god space to think about it carefully, and now, the plot is about to begin, and he has to pass.

Before they knew it, night had quietly fallen, and on the other side, as they had previously inferred, they had only been in the laboratory for a short time before, and they were experiencing a war of anomalous cell mutations.

"I'm talking about it once, whether this experiment is successful or not, it depends on the strength of your willpower... This team battle, if you want not to be dragged down, you can only become stronger... 50%, you only have a 50% chance of survival," in a certain room in the laboratory, Chu Xuan stood calmly in the innermost seat, and said lightly, behind him, there were a group of six newcomers who followed him, including Arnold, a total of seven, who were firmly fixed to the wall by him with the instruments of the laboratory, Of course, this is to prevent the host from being unable to stand the intense pain and causing confusion on the way to parasitism, and at the same time to close their mouths, as for himself, heh, he who has no pain, does not care about these at all.

After saying this, Chu Xuan took out something similar to serum from his pocket, and in the blink of an eye, he used a syringe to inject it into each newcomer, what is this, of course, it is the T virus blood from the Resident Evil world, his idea is very simple, since this demon gene starts to survive by burrowing into the host's body, then after he injects some T virus into these people, he doesn't know what kind of fusion will occur between the two, he is very curious.

The T virus, of course, was specially extracted from the Resident Evil world by the Twelve Hatreds, but it was just the blood of a zombie, and it was easy for someone like the Twelve Hatreds to explode.

Enhancement, since this unknown enhancement is unpredictable, then let this enhancement appear a little more immeasurable, the combination of zombie serum and demon seed, what kind of results these two will have, even he himself can't judge with wisdom.

Whether it's good or bad, there is no choice, even himself, in this plot world called team battle, he has never thought of relying entirely on wisdom to win.

The 50% chance was more than he had imagined, so why not give it a try?

At least, he himself never denied such an outcome.

Seven people, six newcomers, except for Chu Xuan, who was waiting expressionlessly, there was a great fear in the hearts of the rest of them.

Just kidding, being parasitized, who knows if they are dead or alive, if there is no threat from the two Gauss pistols in Chu Xuan's hands, they are not willing to do this kind of mortal experiment, to put it mildly, they were all coerced by Chu Xuan.

Woowoo・・・・・・・

The limbs were immobilized, and even the only mouth to speak was sealed, and the six newcomers could only struggle frantically, constantly begging for mercy with whimpering.

It's a pity, no matter how painfully they whimpered, Chu Xuan, who was sitting in front of them, was still motionless and indifferent, at this time, he was calmly looking at something with a microscope, even if it was himself, he had injected the T virus on his own.

This ordinary man with eyes is simply a terrifying existence of demons, and in the face of this ** situation, he can still maintain his composure and calm face.

Ming Yan looked at the white ceiling in the laboratory in despair, and thought desperately and sadly, 'Hehe, do you want to die after all, that's okay, I don't have to experience that heartache anymore, I don't have to be abandoned, die, I'm not afraid, I just hate, hate him, so ruthless'

'・・・・・・・Roar' Faintly, Ming Yan faintly heard the inhumane horror howl, and her body was injected with the T virus, causing her body to become weaker and weaker, but strange things, her brain became clearer and clearer.