Meanwhile.

Under the same darkness of the night.

Accompanied by the clicking sound of shattered bones.

As if carrying out mechanized assembly line work, Rosetta also neatly crushed the spine of the corpse dog that fell to the ground under his feet, making the monster temporarily incapacitated.

Maybe it's because practice makes perfect.

When he kills the first corpse dog, he will also suffer a lot of injuries.

But by the time he killed the second corpse dog, he had already learned to avoid the most dangerous 'teeth' and 'claws' on the corpse dog.

And when the third and fifth corpse dogs died at his hands one after another.

At that time, Rosetta had already summed up a set of efficient ways to deal with these ghosts, and understood where the weaknesses in them were less than those of vulnerable 'humans'.

After the ability is awakened, the reborn person will have a constitution beyond the normal person.

And through his own spiritual energy and the memory stored on the blackened rosary temporarily harmonized, at this moment, on top of the special physique of the reincarnate, he has almost the same killing instinct as breathing.

Although I don't have a knife in my hand that can fully utilize this skill.

But strangling these man-eating monsters with his own hands brought him a cruel pleasure that was far greater than anything else.

Maybe it was the spell that affected his mood.

Or maybe that's what he is.

At this moment, feeling the scarlet light points in the psionic reaction gradually dissipate, although it is indeed a bit despicable to say, but indeed, from this life-destroying behavior, Rosetta gets a kind of spiritual satisfaction, so that the heart that has been empty has been strangely calm.

As a resurrected person from the dead.

Perhaps he was part of a human being, and had been left in the underworld of the underworld long ago when he had died.

Therefore, when touching and causing the death of others, when the boat on the River Styx passes by him and takes away the soul of the deceased.

In the realm of death, which was so close to him, the hollowness in his heart would be at peace because of the temporary sense of what was missing.

Chasing the anomaly is chasing death.

Rosetta knows exactly what he's doing, but he's never going back, he's never going back, he's never going to regret it.

Looking at the corpses displayed at his feet, he stepped on a pool of blood, calmly looked at the 'corpse dog', slowly faded the abnormality on his body, and turned into a human again.

Raise your head and see the neon glow in the distance outside the old town.

'One, two, four......'

He silently counted some of the corpse dogs that remained in the area in the psionic sense.

Rosetta knew that tonight's hunt was far from over.

It's time to get on with it.

He laughed.

-

"Mr. Moriyama, Mrs. Hiromi, and little sister Fenghua, goodbye."

Outside the cheap monthly apartment, Toru Watanabe, who took off a plastic raincoat, wore a neat and clean suit and said goodbye to the 'family' who came out of the door to see off customers, but their faces could not be seen clearly in the shadows.

From the point of view of an uninformed outsider.

It's just a normal visit.

And after a few days, the dead dogs in the apartment cleaned up all traces of the family's existence.

These neighbors, who are actually unfamiliar with each other, will receive the news that they have been moved by the Moriyama family, and find that they do not know when they have left.

No one will call the police, and no one will notice that someone is missing.

Because in this part of the old town, situations like the Moriyama family are so common that no one will have the leisure to pay attention to strangers who have only met a few times.

Sniff and sniff.

Walking out of the community, suddenly, Watanabe's nose fluttered a few times.

From the nearby air, he caught an unusually familiar smell - the smell of blood.

This made him a little curious after finishing his meal, thinking about whether to have some activities to consume after eating.

'Did I fight, or did I just happen to have a murder?' ’

Looking in the direction where the smell of blood wafted from, he couldn't help but laugh, after all, work is just work, and outside of work, he doesn't mind a righteous partner.

in the alleys.

Rosetta grabbed her neck with her right hand, lifted the innocent girl in a JK uniform, and closed her five fingers like iron tongs, gradually taking away her remaining life mercilessly.

With the powerful vitality of the body of a corpse dog.

She still did not die completely, but looked at Rosetta with a pitiful look for the last time, and made a weak voice with difficulty: "This gentleman...... The people I've killed are just scum, and they've forced me into the alley, if I don't resist......"

"Are you done talking?"

Glancing at several male corpses lying on the ground in the alley, and looking up, Rosetta just looked at the corpse dog in the skin of a young girl with a calm look, from top to bottom.

And this made the other party suddenly have the illusion that he was being cut by a sharp blade, cutting his skin inch by inch.

It has nothing to do with justice, nothing to do with evil, it is like a butcher's indifferent eyes looking at an animal to be slaughtered.

Tick, tick, tick.

Something uncontrollable liquid fell from between the girl's legs to the ground.

Seeing this scene, as if just looking at a piece of rotten flesh in the shape of a human, Rosetta easily choked the girl's white neck, and then turned around without hesitation, and threw it to the man who came from the mouth of the alley!

Bang.

Toru Watanabe, dressed in a pitch-black suit, stretched out his alienated beast hand and pressed the girl's head against the wall like a watermelon, causing the mixed red and white slurry to bloom like a flower in an instant.

Bang bang bang.

Then, loud applause rang out.

- It's Toru Watanabe.