Everyone in the expeditionary force looked at the direction where the torture blade left for a while, and hurriedly took the spirit guard and left quickly.

in towns.

Ahh

The madmen wandered aimlessly through the city, screaming like idiots coming out of their mouths.

These madmen don't know why, and never act alone. The minimum is also three together, and the maximum has formed a ten-person squad.

Tortureblade crouched on the roof of the house, carefully observing the wandering paths of the madmen.

"There are about a thousand more survivors. Judging by the density and height of the corpses in the ravine just now, more than seven hundred people had died. Then at least two hundred people are left trapped here. ”

Tortureblade thought to himself, and his body jumped lightly from the roof.

Ahh

At this moment, a female catastrophe with a kitchen knife and an apron happened to come out of the room.

The torture blade's body flashed slightly to the side, and his eyes swept around, and he found that there was no disaster to look here.

Poof!

The wristblade on the gauntlet swung through.

Then, the blade grabbed Calamity's head with one hand and held the fallen body of Calamity with the other, gently dragging the corpse into the room.

Wiping the blood from his hands, Torture Blade's eyes were red and he said, "Don't worry about that." Satisfy my cravings first! ”

After saying that, he arched his body and quietly walked out of the room.

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As soon as he stepped out of the room, Tortureblade heard the cries of the monkey catastrophe, and the whole street was in a commotion.

A dozen monkey disasters ran wildly through the streets, destroying them unscrupulously, as if they were crazy.

The common denominator of these dozen monkey disasters is that they all have no right arm.

"There's still the instinct of a beast. I was barely tracked down by the smell. Torture Blade thought to himself, and his body slowly retreated.

These dozen or so calamities are the ones that have just been robbed of their spirits by the Blade. The Torture Blades were hiding their bodies and sliced off their arms with lightning speed.

These calamities are gone before they come to their senses.

Tortureblade stared at the dozen or so disasters and slowly retreated. Tortureblade is now discreet.

While these ten Calamity Blades could easily kill them, there are too many disasters here. And it's too weird.

"The quality of these disasters is not many times stronger than those of the previous ones. Don't act rashly. As soon as other calamities were alarmed, and their attention was brought to my attention, the hunt was a complete failure. ”

Tortureblade is not a fool who only knows about slaughter. He has the dignity and principles of being a hunter.

His goal now is simple, which is to take out all of them without alarming any other disasters.

In fact, if the current torture blade unleashes the poison mask, the weeping bone, and the sword and halberd of wrath, it is not impossible to forcibly kill these disasters. But that would be fun.

When others see the current appearance of the Torture Blade, they may think that the Torture Blade is a fool, a fool who is idle and has nothing to do.

But Tortureblade doesn't think so!

"The hunt begins!" The scarlet tongue licked his lips, and the torture blade pulled out a thin thread of psionic silk with both hands.

As he retreated, he tied the silk thread to the lamp of one street, and then to the stone pillar on the other side.

In front of the silk thread, put down a few blasting traps.

Once it was arranged, the blade slowly stopped not far from the trap.

More than a dozen calamities, relying on their vague intuition, quickly rushed towards the torture blade.

Click...

The two disasters that lead the way have stepped on the Bang Ge trap.

Swish!

A flash of red light flashed. The limbs of the six Calamity were neatly severed in an instant.

At the same time, due to the inertia of the forward rush of the body, the head directly hit the sharp psionic silk line.

Click...

The skull is cut in half directly.

The rest of the monkeys looked at their suddenly fallen companions in a daze, looking confused, not knowing what was going on.

Sure enough, there are flaws in this catastrophe. When something sudden, the brain goes into chaos and the whole body freezes. ”

This isn't the first time Blade has noticed this. In the woods, Blade had noticed it when he killed the first monkey disaster.

Such a good opportunity, the torture blade did not strike. Instead, start laying out the second trap.

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Several attempts to move forward were cut by invisible threads. I don't know what happened, the monkey disaster frantically smashed the houses, floors, and buildings on both sides.

Squeak...

The ravaged streetlights slowly fell.

As the streetlights fell, Calamity felt that what was holding them back was gone, and continued to rush forward.

"There are eight left." Tortureblade said, his body quickly backing away.

Coming to the intersection of an alley, Torture Blade glanced at the fact that there was no disaster in it, and casually threw two ghost lock traps on the ground.

With both hands behind his back, two one-meter-long silver short spears appeared in Torture Blade's hands.

While! While!

The two short spears were pinned against the wall with the tips of the torture blades forward.

The calamity in the distance heard the sound and suddenly pounced like a moth that saw the light of fire.

Swish!

Purple light flashed, and the ghost lock trap erupted.

The catastrophe with purple qi wrapped around his body suddenly wanted to stop when he saw these two spears.

But their senses were already disturbed, and when they wanted to retreat, they rushed forward harder.

Puff sss

A series of puncture sounds rang out. On the two short spears, each nailed two calamities.

"Four." Tortureblade said leisurely, reaching out and pulling out a black lasso.

The threads of these lassoes are woven from extremely sharp psionic threads.

Walk into the alley, put the lasso on the ground, and take out a silk thread and hang it on the wall next to it.

Dangdang...

Tortureblade's wristblade tapped lightly against the wall.

The subtle voice once again gave rise to the idea of disaster.

Although these disasters have a certain IQ, the level of thinking is only the level of a three-year-old child.

When they heard the sound, they didn't even think about rushing to it.

And the result is obvious, all four disasters are wrapped up by lassoes. The net of psionic energy, which was gradually tightened, was then cut into pieces of flesh.

Tortureblade stood in place, his eyes circling around him, looking at his masterpiece.

"Yes, the technique has not regressed." As he spoke, Tortureblade put away the two short spears nailed to the wall, and quietly walked out of the alley.

Jump to the roof.

"Ten o'clock, three hundred meters five. One o'clock direction, two hundred and thirty meters three. At five o'clock, one hundred and twenty meters seven..."

The data in his eyes kept flowing, helping Tortureblade analyze the current situation.

"It starts with you." Finally, Tortureblade locked his gaze on the four calamities in the direction of eight o'clock, only fifty meters away from him.

All four calamities are male, with bodies holding shabby things such as hoes, sickles, etc.

Two in the front and two in the back.

The blade silently touched from behind, and the moment the firm and steady hand covered the mouth of the disaster, the wrist knife of the other hand smashed the nerve center at the back of his neck.

The body fell to the ground weakly, obviously not dead but unable to move, and even the voice was released.

The torture blade gently dragged it into the corner, and the knife fell to know its life.

The death of his companion was completely unnoticed by the three remaining madmen.

"A truly successful hunter has the instincts of a beast, the cruelty of a butcher, the precision of a killer, and the silence of an assassin."

The old hunter's teachings still echo in Torture's mind from time to time.

Kill the first, and Tortureblade quickly kills the second. In less than two minutes, all four disasters died.

In this way, the hunt, which was silent and could not even be heard, continued.

The clock was fast approaching night.

Cold black, the torture blade disarmed, leaning in a remote room, drinking cold water while eating chocolate chips.

Tortureblade didn't eat meat, because the meat tasted too great and could easily cause unnecessary trouble.

He cannot be set on fire, because the fire will expose him.

Whew...

There was a wolf howl in the wild.

Tortureblade's ears moved, and he said, "Familiar voice, I haven't heard it in a long time. ”

A howling wolf is not a scourge, nor is it a scourge beast. It is a normal earth creature.

When Tortureblade was in the wilderness, its only companions were these few indigenous creatures on Earth.

Although these creatures become cruel, ferocious, cunning. He even nearly took the life of the torture blade several times. But the Torture Blade, which had perfectly inherited the skills of the old hunters, eventually tamed the ferocious beasts.

Swallowing the chocolate, the strong body clearly feels the sugar breaking down in the body and converting it into glucose to provide energy for itself.

Whir-hoo-hoo...

An extremely cold wind blew, and the torture blade tugged at the plush hat on his head.

With such cold temperatures, even the torture blade can't stand it.

"It's half past eleven. The five hundred meters around the disaster have been emptied by me. Take the daytime knowledge of their ability to move. In about three hours, there will be a new Calamity Loitering Trail in this area. The maximum error of the calculation is half an hour. There is now a two-and-a-half-hour break. ”

Tortureblade said, burying his body in his heavy fur clothes and closing his eyes.

Delicate, precise hunting is more exhausting than wild combat.

Torture Blade's spirit was already a little tired at this time.

Whew...

The howl of the wolf came intermittently from the mountains. Tortureblade closed his eyes and remained motionless, but his left hand gripped the silver hilt of the sword. I don't know if it's really sleeping.

Two and a half hours passed quickly.

Torture Blade's dark eyes suddenly opened like black pearls, looked down at the two small bells beside him, and slowly stood up and moved his somewhat frozen body.

After a simple activity, the hot blood flows throughout the body. Powerful life energy surged through the Torture Blade's body.

I took two more sips of water and ate a handful of chocolate chips.

Ding Ding Ding...

The bells on the ground made a subtle and crisp sound.

Put away the bell, activate the spirit and mutter, "28 minutes." It is basically in line with the budget time. ”

After two and a half hours of sleep, Torture Blade basically returned to his normal mental state.

"The hunt continues." Tortureblade said, whipping out the knife and walking out of the room.

At two o'clock in the morning, the moon in the sky was still as bright as ever.

Tortureblade looked up at the moon and took a deep breath, then turned his gaze down on the catastrophe that had just appeared in his field of vision in the distance, and slowly moved forward・・・・・・