Lu Ming thought about it for a while, and decided that it was better to start with small miscellaneous fish, after all, eating the main meal first, and then eating some other bits and pieces, it was inevitable that his teeth would be a little stuffy.

Towards the nearest blood-red pillars of light, Lu Ming walked slowly, the soles of his feet landed on the bluestone slab, splashing a small splash, and the rain and thunder played the front tune like a symphony orchestra without hurry, just like Beethoven's Fifth Symphony - "Destiny".

The small figure is like a monster hidden in the dark night, like a terrible ghost that seduces people's lives.

With the sound of a thunderclap, Lu Ming kicked the door open fiercely, and before the people inside could react, he was hit by a burst of thunder.

Spells were thrown out in his hand, splitting the bodies of one body after another into charred pieces of flesh, and the broken tissues and skin were evenly splashed on the wall and fell to the ground.

Lu Ming hummed the old man's vague song, like echoing the melody of a thunderstorm, passionate and wild.

The rest of the people lost themselves in the horror of the soul master's death and fled in all directions, but it was a carnival night, a carnival night that belonged to Lu Ming alone, and before dawn, not a single toy could escape from his party.

The man stood up, he couldn't stand it anymore!

Lu Ming ran out of spells, and walked over the corpses on the ground, he chased after the remaining guards, and in panic, the guards hid in the house, and closed the door tightly, thinking that this would stop Lu Ming.

"Damn, where the hell did this come from!"

In the dark room, the guards screamed in horror and hid in small corners.

"Is it that we have abducted and trafficked too many people, and they have become ghosts to ask for their lives?"

The room suddenly became a mess, and the guards cried and knelt on the ground, praying to Lu Ming and praying to the gods.

But Lu Ming didn't react, he just hummed a familiar melody, and the spells in his hand kept throwing, if he ran out, he would continue this work with his soul power, crushing one life after another, and trampling on one insect after another.

Silent and speechless, he was like an incoming Grim Reaper, rejecting all requests and communication, and faithfully fulfilling his duties.

The guards were possessed by the martial spirits, staring vigilantly at the gate in front of them, and they closed the ghost outside, but a few seconds later a violent crash sounded coming.

Lu Ming summoned a pen of fantasy, just like his name, fantasy, Lu Ming originally didn't understand the meaning of this word. But after receiving the demon's mysterious blessing, he understands that the only function of this pen is utopia.

He used his spiritual power to construct two knives through this pen, two knives seen in anime. He had to build these simple things, or he would probably have built a few guns to do the job.

However, this knife is also sharp enough, and it can quickly and quickly split people and flesh together.

He slammed his knife against the door lock, and the sound of a violent knock vibrated through the door.

Suddenly, one by one, energy bullets with soul skills shattered the wooden door and pierced Lu Ming's fragile body.

A thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and electric light penetrated the room through the radioactive cracks in the broken wooden door.

The tense nerves relaxed slightly, and it seemed to the guards that this dense soul technique was enough to kill anyone, and the tooth-aching knocking sound disappeared, and everyone looked at the gate expectantly.

The next moment the black shadow rose from the ground, his face covered with blood, and the lightning flashed, illuminating his pale face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, several of which were still bloody.

The guards unleashed one soul skill after another, and they no longer knew what they were facing.

One by one, the soul skills flew through the black shadow's body, leaving blood stains on the ground, but the figure never stopped, picking up the knife and slamming the remaining wooden door, until the last sore sound fell, and the wooden door collapsed.

He has to stand up, he has to fight, against these evils, against all the injustices of the world!

In the sound of thunder and rain, the knife was thrown fiercely, piercing through a person's skull, hot blood sprinkled on Li Jie's face, and great fear penetrated his mind, and he didn't even have the strength to continue to look at the figure.

Li Jie, who was born in poverty, has always made a living by stealing, and recently he was finally pulled in by someone to join this organization, and he was about to live a good life, but tonight's nightmare killed everything.

He watched as the black shadow came in, striding into a meteor, slashing a figure into pieces of flesh, even if it was hit by a soul skill, it only trembled for a moment, and then harvested everyone's life like a god of death.

Someone tried to escape, but the thunder split into charred corpses, blood and flesh evenly smeared on the walls and floor.

Death, blood, grief, but only no repentance is needed.

Lu Ming didn't regret it, and he no longer felt nauseous and unbearable, a huge sense of accomplishment rose from nowhere, and he felt very good at this time, very good.

Removing the knife from the head next to him, Li Jie on the side trembled and wailed unconsciously, death was coming, but Lu Ming did not cut off his head.

The black shadow stopped in front of Li Jie, and under the lightning flash, it reflected a pale and bloodstained face, hideous and terrifying.

"You are not on the list, you are not guilty of death"

The black shadow did not kill Li Jie, but the hideous face and the surrounding pieces of flesh, blood, and bone fragments, the scene shocked Li Jie's soul and engraved a deep fear.

"Your poverty and misery are not caused by civilians, and you cannot harm your fellow citizens in this way"

"Be a good person"

The cold palm of the ghost touched Li Jie's pale face, and the hand stained with blood and brains left a bloody handprint on his face, and then he left Li Jie and walked towards the depths of the house, leaving him alone in the sea of corpses and blood in the frenzied fear of collapse, and the murmur kept echoing in Li Jie's ears.

"Will we be found hiding here, what's going on with this madman?"

In the small cellar, a pot-bellied man whispered to the deputy next to him.

"Could it be that the people we abducted and trafficked have turned into ghosts to ask for their lives?"

"Where is there a terrible ghost, I guess it may have offended someone"

"But, I'm listening outside"

Before the deputy could finish speaking, he heard a movement overhead, and the trapdoor was slowly opened, revealing a black figure with white teeth.

"Found it"

A knife stabbed down hard, piercing through the off-hand's head and through the jaw.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have money, I have a lot of money, I can give you whatever you want", the pot-bellied figure knelt on the ground with a wail, tears and snot flowing from the ground in great fear.

Lu Ming jumped into the cellar, stepped on the bloody corpse and grabbed the man to death, staring at him, looking at the crimes that symbolized his name.

"Looks like I've found a big guy"

Looking at Lu Ming's miserable white and bloody smile, the hoarse voice with tons of bloody fear was squeezed into the man's brain, Lu Ming raised the knife again, and raised the knife with the smell of blood.

"Why, at least tell me why, who sent you", the man trembled and wailed on the ground.

From beginning to end, he didn't understand why this happened, falling into this doom and disaster for no reason, and falling into death for no reason.

Lu Ming carefully looked at the man and said with a smile.

"Because you are a wicked man, and the wicked must be punished"

Then the knife swung down and severed the man's head.

Walking out of the slaughterhouse-like yard, Lu Ming looked at the pile of corpses next to him again, and a dim pillar of light was still on, and he stabbed it a few times to extinguish the light.

Looking around, the pillars of light here have all been cleaned up, and Lu Ming has completed the first level, the first game copy.

Tonight is very short, Lu Ming wants to seize this precious time, there was a sudden sound in the stable, a carriage slowly approached forward, there was no one sitting in front of it, the carriage drove automatically.

Lu Ming understood that his pumpkin cart was here, and the only audience didn't want this stage play to end perfectly for some reason, so he brought Cinderella a pumpkin cart like a witch in a fairy tale.

And Lu Ming is Cinderella sitting in the car, offering death blessings to every prince, wearing the most decent and formal Xingluo costume, and having the honor to read the eulogy at everyone's funeral.