In this world, there are people who want to be happy, so they want to gain the power to protect themselves no matter what the cost. However, there are also people who are equally willing to give everything they have for hatred and blood.

In the same way, there are other people who crave power for their own reasons. The motivation may be ambition, it may be **, or it may be just pure curiosity.

In the ruins of a small village that had just been burned by fire, a small figure staggered to its feet, covered in blood, both its own and its enemies.

There are no more people here, the people he is familiar with, the enemies who have come to invade this place, the people he wants to protect, the people he wants to kill, all dead, dead no more.

The attack came so suddenly and violently that the bandit group from nowhere rushed into this peaceful mountain village with an unstoppable momentum and began to burn and loot on a large scale. The bandit group was clearly not from the vicinity, they were dressed in different styles of clothing, and they used a variety of weapons, seemingly as a makeshift group.

But for this village that has lived in this hill for generations, they are as unstoppable and irresistible as a natural disaster.

It took only a few tens of minutes for everyone who dared to resist to be killed, and not even a single person was left in the village. All that remained were the burning houses and the murderous and frantic laughter of the robbers.

Then, something strange happened.

The invincible robbers began to be killed, one by one.

"Ahh

"Ho! ho!" After a few strange gasps, the robber, whose neck was almost broken, finally fell, his already murderous eyes full of disbelief.

"Who!" the leader of the bandits looked around with a wary gaze, he was the leader of the gang of roving bandits. It was his idea to choose this village, which is located in a remote mountainous area that often does not interact with the outside world once a week, and is the perfect target for a group of itinerant groups.

"Snort. In the air, there was a slight sound of wind.

"Wow!"

"Ahh

Three more robbers desperately covered their necks and looked at their hands with consternation as large expanses of blood poured out.

"Ho! ho!" was still the same palpitating gasp, but it was only a matter of seconds before they fell to the ground with their throats slit, never to breathe again.

"What's going on!" the leader of the bandits also widened his eyes, he didn't see anything just now, only heard a slight sound of wind, and three of his not weak good men were killed.

Was it magic, or was it a curse, and what power took the lives of his men?

"Huh!" the terrifying wind sounded again.

"Ahh

"Help!"

"Ding!

It was the shouts of the three again, but unlike just now, the last one was mixed with the sound of disconnection.

The blood continued to spray, but this time, one of them did not die directly, I don't know if it was shit luck or not, the robber wore a steel ring around his neck, and this unusual decoration saved his life at this time, so that he did not have a single cut throat.

However, this only slowed down the speed of his death, and the wind blew again, and his whole head flew this time.

This time, the leader of the bandits finally saw what was taking their lives.

It was a strange-looking sword, the sword body of nearly three meters far exceeded the height of ordinary people, but the sword itself was very thin, and the slender sword body seemed to shatter when touched, and it looked like a toy.

Even a two-meter-tall giant would feel a little too long to hold such a sword, not to mention, it was just a child who was holding this sword now.

That's right, the sword was held by a child who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, only more than a meter tall. On the blade of the sword, the blood that had just been dyed could be faintly seen.

"Bastard, you kid actually killed our brother!" The bandit leader, who had just felt fear because of the strange killing phenomenon, instantly burst into rage.

"Together, no matter how powerful that weapon is, this guy is just a child, besiege him!"

Absolutely no rules, at any time to use the advantage of numbers to kill, this is exactly the battle logic of the robbers, knightly one-on-one and they will never have a chance. They are a pack of hungry wolves that will besiege and kill their targets.

"Kill!"

"Kill this kid!"

"Avenge the brothers. ”

The invisible enemy is the most terrifying, and when the killer is revealed, the robbers who have made murder and robbery as their profession immediately revert to their murderous surnames and begin to practice their usual siege tactics.

Poison-coated knives, arrows, boomerangs, and javelins were shot together, and the robbers did not hesitate to do so, as they had slaughtered an entire village just now.

However, these highly poisonous weapons have not yet reached their destination, and the figure standing there has disappeared.

The first blood-colored sword light was a fan-shaped, and all the people on this fan were cut in two.

The second blood-colored sword light was a swirling arc, and the person who was circled in the arc was cut from the shoulder of the first person on the left to the waist of the last person.

It was so fast that he couldn't see the sword path at all, and the small body used the long sword without the slightest sense of incongruity, and the rhythm like a breeze blowing through the blood rain was as natural as breathing.

With just two slashes, the robbers of more than ten people were dismembered. Blood flew wildly in the air, dyeing the child's clothes a brighter red.

"Mixed ...... Bastard!How could it be, just a child!" The leader of the robbers watched as his men were dismembered in an instant, and a chill rushed from the base of his spine to the back of his head.

It is impossible to have such a powerful child in this world. No matter how high the talent is, it is impossible for the underdeveloped body to contain such great power. If it is a magician, it is still possible, but what this kid used just now is obviously a murderous swordsmanship that has reached the realm of transcendence.

It was a ferocious sword technique that a person more terrifying than a robber like him would master, every sword, every action was made for the purpose of killing, and it was a veritable murderous magic sword.

"Weird...... Monsters!" If the robbers thought that the number of people might overwhelm each other just now, then the two swords just now had completely sobered them up.

In front of them, it was definitely not a child, it was a monster, a real monster. The child's appearance was just a disguise, and in there, it must be a bloodthirsty monster.

"Run, run!"

"Help!"

The rout begins, and in the face of the real monsters, the ferocious robbers crumble. They are just people, just people who indulge their own ** and plunder others.

They are stronger than ordinary people, and even stronger than ordinary mercenary teams, so they can form groups and wander through various countries. But when they encounter this kind of monster, they will feel the same fear, and they will collapse the same.

"Whew...... ...... "After swinging the two swords, the child holding the long sword gasped and trembled, but it was not because of fatigue, nor because of the nausea after the killing.

That's excitement, that's fanaticism, that's awakened killing intent.

The originally innocent black eyes were slowly turning red, redder and more vivid, like the most beautiful red gemstones.

But what burned in it was not the color of fire, but the color of blood.

That kind of eye has a name in ancient legends - the eye of killing intent.

The blood that stained his clothes red was steaming and sublimating, and a huge figure was faintly formed behind him, a hideous and ruthless figure.

The slaughter began, and those who turned and fled and those who knelt down and begged for mercy were all shredded by the thin long-edged sword.

Heads, shoulders, arms, legs, hearts, lungs, and human parts that could be seen flew in the air one by one, and the long sword's large attack range and extremely sharp blade seemed to exist for this purpose, and in the rapid movement of that small figure, the blood-colored sword light cut through everyone's bodies.

No one was spared, those who fled, those who begged for mercy, those who fought desperately, all were killed, chopped up, and blood was spilled from the center of the village all the way to the entrance to the village.

There will be no survivors, and it seems that it has become a matter of course to kill everyone completely. Whether it's for the sword, or for the owner of the sword who has opened the eye of killing intent.

"Whew!" The strongest bandit leader was the farthest to escape, so he enjoyed the special treatment of his body pierced by a long sword and nailed to the wall at the entrance of the village.

"Are you...... What ...... in the end, the bandit leader didn't understand what monster he had provoked.

If he had known that there was such a monster here, he would not have come to attack this village under any circumstances. But how could such a calm small village be inhabited by such a monster.

That kind of swordsmanship, that kind of magic sword, is simply a monster within a monster, even if he looks like a child.

All that answered him was the bright red eyes of killing intent, and then the infinite darkness.

On this day, a small village was destroyed, a notorious bandit group that had wandered the countries was wiped out, and another magic sword found its new master.

In the past, there were people who saw ghosts and gods, who walked in the battlefield and devoured people's lives. The person who wields the sword of the demon god is the one who opens the eye of killing intent.

The first of the ten swords, the Hades Sword, has chosen its new master.

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