Killed, Harry's sword swung down, and the woman's screams turned into a corpse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Kill, kill, kill everyone!!What fills my mind is the temptation of the devil.

If they don't escape, they will definitely be killed, and the people who are hiding unanimously believe that although they accept the mission, they don't have to complete it, and the battle for their lives is meaningless.

The sound of the first man running away rang out, followed by the second, then the third, a full five, and Harry smiled.

Looking in the direction of one of the men's escape, his defenseless back was bare in front of Harry, who was desperately trying to escape on the ground, knowing that Harry had a dangerous weapon to throw his sword, he deliberately went back and forth between the trees, trying to block the attack through the trees.

Of course, he didn't think that he would be stared at by so many people running away......... the sound of "whooshing" came from the air, the pain came from the back of his head, and his vision became dim, as if he had fallen.

Harry took aim at his spinning sword, ignoring the obstacles, destroying numerous trees before piercing the back of his target's head to complete the kill.

With a move, the sword returned to his hand, and Harry looked in the direction of the other man's escape, making a running stance, and with a slight step of his foot, the ground cracked a few marks, and the man flew out like an arrow.

The blade of death reaped the lives of the remaining four, and Harry pulled out the holy sword that was stuck in the chest of one man, and shook the blood off the sword, and the green grass was stained a conspicuous red.

The only one left cowered behind a tree, desperately covering his mouth as he wanted to scream, shrinking his body for fear that Harry would find him.

But this was obviously useless, Harry had already locked their position through the detection of mental power, and the rest of the guys were hiding there, and he knew it all clearly.

Coming to the hiding tree, Harry swung his sword, as if it was as simple as raising his hand, easily cutting off the tree, and with the sound of the tree falling, the person who was cowering behind the tree finally collapsed, crying and crying for his mother knelt in front of Harry and begged him for mercy.

Harry didn't know if it was sympathy or what, his expression full of joy slowly turned into a painful one, and he stuck his sword on the ground to support his body, holding his forehead in great pain.

The man who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, seeing Harry's appearance, lowered his head and his expression changed unpredictably, and finally he made a decision, in order to live, he quickly got up, pulled out the dagger hidden in his waist, and rushed towards Harry, who was less than a meter away from him.

Harry, who reacted to someone attacking him, raised his head sharply, and wanted to pull out the holy sword on the ground, but a trace of pain flashed in his head, preventing him from counterattacking, and then, the blade of the dagger slashed Harry's throat without any obstacles, and blood exploded in an instant.

Cheng, succeeded?!! happy that he didn't let down his guard because he successfully slit Harry's throat, and when Harry didn't really fall, any carelessness could bring death.

He pressed Harry's shoulder with his free hand, and the dagger he held in his other hand poked into Harry's neck with a tricky and cruel technique, and stabbed it deeply, the blood spurted, and the bones shattered, and he used all his strength to move the dagger, tearing open an exaggerated and deep wound, the separation of blood and flesh was close at hand, and the blood spray became exaggerated, and the eyes were glued with blood.

But even so, he still didn't let go, and the dagger in his hand was still strong, until there was a sound of "zila", and the dagger cut through the hard barrier, and with blood, Harry's throat was exaggeratedly cut with a deep cut, and his head was almost about to fall off, as if his head would fall off at the slightest touch.

With the final blow of his hand, he raised his arm and slammed it into Harry's head, the sound of bones shattering at close range, and the tossed head fell to the ground, rolling a few times before stopping.

The man who did all this watched Harry's headless blood-spurting corpse fall limply on the grass, screaming excitedly, this is the experience of the rest of the world.

Glancing at the head lying on the grass, the surviving assailant steadied himself and crouched down in excitement, he had not forgotten his purpose, the purpose of these people chasing Harry was for the silver square box, he remembered that it was hidden in the storage ring of this kid, and he was about to take off the ring on Harry's finger, but found that the ring was stubbornly attached to his finger, so tight that he couldn't pull it out.

In this case, he took out the dagger that killed Harry and was about to cut off the finger with the ring, but found that Harry's finger seemed to shake slightly, thinking that he was dazzled and did not pay attention to it, when the blade of the dagger stuck to the skin of his finger, his cheek received an unexpectedly violent impact, the special impact that belonged to the fist.

When the headless corpse picked up his head in front of him, and pressed his head against the wound, the disgusting flesh tentacles spread over the wound, and after a few seconds, the wounds that had been caused were repaired, as if they had never been injured.

There was no greater despair than this, and Harry pulled out the sword that was stuck in the ground, and slowly walked towards him who had fallen to the ground and groaned weakly.

.........

"Why hasn't Harry been back for so long? Is something wrong?" said Louisa, who had stayed by the river, looking in the direction of her escape.

Kalia, who was much earlier than Harry, squatted by the river, washing her bloodstained hands, and said calmly, "Don't worry, Harry is not as weak as you think. ”

"Of course I know, but he's still a kid after all, so it's too hard for him to deal with someone. ”

Child?, Kalia's gaze moved slightly.

"Ah, Harry is back! over there!" Aisha said, pointing in the direction of her escape, a thin figure on a horse slowly approaching.

"It's really wonderful, thank you to the goddess of light for her protection. Nolan said with relief.

Harry was back, but judging by the fact that he was covered in blood, the battle must have been quite tragic.

Everyone was silent, including Aisha, who kept shouting that Harry would take care of him when he returned, and kept a certain distance from him, hiding behind Nolan in fear.

The smell of blood was too strong, and Harry had really killed someone this time, his eyes as cold as strangers, as if he had lost his life.

"Harry, did you really kill someone?" Nolan asked, looking worried, and the hand reaching for Harry was retracted in mid-air.

Harry hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and said with a sad expression, "I'm sorry, can you leave me alone?"

With that, Harry walked up the river, keeping a distance from Nolan.