"This place ......" Lynch, who followed the traces all the way, stood at the corner of a narrow street, looked at the situation in the alley, touched his chin, and looked thoughtful: "I seem to have been here." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Here, Lynch once killed several monsters in a row with Lily.

"Oh...... It was the one who brought me here two years ago. Lynch, who thought of it, nodded suddenly: "The most dangerous place is the safest place? ”

As he spoke, he cautiously followed the impassing traces into the deserted alleyway.

Since the accident, the residents next to it have moved to other places one after another, and the place that was originally full is now empty, and there is a strange smell here.

Lynch sniffled, suddenly feeling a little hungry in his stomach.

The smell wasn't real, and Lynch knew he was already in the imp's well-managed lair.

It is precisely without the hindrance of light that it will develop so unscrupulously.

"Why hasn't there been any anomalies in this place before, and has it only recently been officially developed?" Lynch muttered to himself.

Empty alleys where no one lives will come to patrol them, and if this little ghost has only recently exposed his lair unscrupulously, then it makes sense that no patrol officers have found out before.

That's me wiping my ass again......

Lynch sighed inwardly again. As a guy whose soul age is already an adult, except for a little death, he is much more reliable than the little guys around him, anyway, he has wiped his ass with the children in the surrounding area in the past two years.

Lynch slowly stood in front of the door of an empty house.

The door seems to have been destroyed before, but the environment inside is unobstructed.

He summoned the Star Sword and stepped into the house.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, and the furniture was quite messy. Lynch walked slowly, scanning the room with his pure black eyes.

A constant sense of danger was spurring Lynch's nerves through his talent, but it wasn't fatal.

There was a puddle of very fresh red blood next to the chair in the hall, fresh and somewhat dazzling, and he could even feel that the puddle of blood was glowing slightly red when Lynch cast his gaze.

As if staring at the sun, Lynch couldn't help but squint.

At this moment, a naked child suddenly appeared in front of Lynch.

It was impossible for Lynch to let his guard down here, and he immediately swung the sword in his hand and slashed at the little boy.

But he waved it away.

"My dear Schroeder, you should eat this piece of meat. Suddenly, the voice of a sweet woman sounded on the table beside Lynch.

Suddenly there was a light in the room, and the whole room lit up.

Lynch didn't look back, his perception clearly told him that there was now a man and a woman sitting at the table behind him, the woman was a monster and the man was human. The monster had a hint of black smoke from its body, but it was still able to barely move under the light, and even exert influence on male humans against the light.

The male human looked sluggish, and calmly took a piece of blood-drenched raw meat from the basin on the table and chewed it heavily.

Lynch frowned.

It's a fantasy.

The pure black eye in his right eye could be seen through the reflection of the light, and there seemed to be some incantation looming in it.

He detached from the environment, but not completely, and reality and illusion overlapped in Lynch's perspective at the moment.

In reality, he was standing motionless, the lantern he was holding was being wrapped in an object made of black mist in front of him, gradually dimming.

The naked little boy also stood motionless not far in front of Lynch, continuing to maintain the illusion he had released on Lynch.

He had no idea that Lynch had come out of it, because Lynch didn't use his ability to break it completely.

"I know, I love. The sluggish man always kept his eyes on the woman, even if he chewed on the unpalatable raw meat, which made the man's brow subconsciously wrinkle, he kept staring at the lips of the monster opposite.

"Where's our Mills? I don't seem to have seen him in a long time? Dear Schroeder, I miss him so much, you know? Do you know where he is?"

The sweet and greasy voice laughed, asking the ordinary people on the other side who had no power to resist.

"I ...... I do not know. The man's blood-covered face suddenly felt a little confused and struggling: "He was hidden by me...... Got up. He hid. None of us can find him. ”

"Huh. The monster leaned its face over, and although it occupied the man's wife's body as a cloak, the face of the light was rotten. But in the eyes of men, this is still a charming and moving face of his wife.

"Tell me quietly, Schroeder, I won't tell anyone else. ”

Lynch noticed that the face of the little boy in the real world was full of resentment, and although he was motionless, the black fog rolling around him told Lynch that his mood was not calm at the moment.

Do monsters have such mixed emotions? Lynch suddenly found it interesting.

In the environment, the monster got its wish, and it left the table and walked towards a certain room. The temporal flow of Illusion began to quicken, and after the two of them had eaten quite a bit, they began a conversation at the dinner table again.

"We don't have anything to eat again, dear. ”

"yes. ”

"But there's always a guest here. ”

The two men at the table threw their bloodied faces at Lynch, who had been standing in place.

In the real world, the resentful look on the child's face is combined with frenzy and excitement, becoming distorted and ugly.

"This hand illusion is really powerful. In front of the little monster, Lynch, who had watched the big drama for a short time, finally spoke: "If you are a few grades better than me, you may be able to blind my last remaining eye." ”

"It's a pity. A long sword slashed like lightning and pierced the little boy's eyebrows, and its expression was still ugly at the moment, and it still didn't seem to react to what was happening: "You're too weak." ”

The vision of the illusion shattered like glass, and the little boy once again turned into a black mist, dissipating from sight.

Lynch never moved his steps the whole time.

"Not dead yet. He looked at the disappearing black mist and sighed, "It seems that I have to find your body." ”

Lynch followed the path of the monster in the fantasy world and came to a hut, and unlike the smell of blood in the hall, there was a strong smell of rot coming from the closet.

Lynch opened the closet.

"Wow, that's half of it. He took a few steps back: "It's kind of disgusting." ”

The little boy's closed eyes, which were missing half of his body, opened suddenly.

At the same time, the naked body of the little boy appeared behind Lynch again, and he held out his hand to Lynch.

"Play with me, don't hurt me anymore. ”

Lynch didn't answer, and simply cut the little boy behind him in half again.

"Why?" the little boy fell to the ground, looking at Lynch in fear, his voice full of sadness and puzzlement: "Why did you kill me?"

"Clever monster. ”

Ignoring the monster behind him, Lynch took out a piece of rune paper from his waist bag and wiped it on the sword, and the whole sword burst into flames.

"This is the reward, to give you a good time at a time, so as not to trigger the fire attack with one sword at a time. ”

Amid the screams and roars of the little boy behind him, Lynch stabbed his flaming sword into the half-corpse in the closet.

The corpse burned as if it had been coated with fire oil, and the moment it touched the flames.

A plume of black smoke drifted into Lynch's body, and then he didn't stay here any longer, turning to leave.

A monster is a monster, and at the moment it was formed, it had nothing to do with the little boy himself, and as long as they existed, they were bound to harm people.

But the child himself is innocent, and Lynch would love to bury him if he could.

But their corpses will only be like Lynch's parents in this life, and after turning into a puddle of ashes, they will slowly evaporate and become part of the black fog again.