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Chapter 94 and eight flashes

As the saying goes: it's easy to dodge with an open gun, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow

Thousands of precautions, in the end, it was calculated, and the pitch-black dagger turned out to be a disguise, and the real killing move was hidden in the right hand of the little man

The little man who succeeded in one blow also paid the price for this, and his left hand would never be raised again in his life. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

After wandering around the mountains and forests for most of the day, and making sure that there was no one behind him, the little man finally staggered to a stop in front of a small cabin outside the mountains.

It is a very ordinary log cabin, with thick logs neatly and closely arranged together, so that the huts made entirely of logs can be found everywhere in various areas, some are the homes of forest keepers, some are woodcutters' homes, and some are built on the side of the road to provide a short rest for travelers.

This log cabin was supposed to be a woodcutter's home, away from the bustling city and wide roads, isolated on the outskirts of the mountain forest.

Through the cracks in the doors and windows, you can see that the lights are still on in the cabin, and the owner of the cabin is not resting, and the little man pans up the steps and pushes the hidden door open.

There was a dim oil lamp hanging in the cabin, and a man dressed as a woodcutter was sharpening a worn-out axe against a rough piece of gravel, and he did not seem surprised that someone had suddenly broken into his home, but looked back with a blank face, and then bowed his head and continued his work.

“...... Get...... Got it"

The little man gasped and said only that, and then collapsed limply with his back against the wall.

"Hmm"

The woodcutter only nodded indifferently, but there was no pause in his hand, as if he had no idea of the terrible condition of the dwarf.

The little man did not complain about the woodcutter's indifference, but gasped for breath to himself, and Sephiroth's blow had cost him half his life.

“...... What about the others?"

After a while, the little man finally came to his senses, sat up with difficulty, and asked.

"Until now, you're the only one who has returned"

The woodcutter replied coldly, and then put the blade of the axe under the light and squinted his eyes to examine it carefully, and in the dim light, the sharp blade shone with a cold light.

"Really?...... I'm the only one coming back......"

The dwarf closed his eyes, and the other companions he knew very well, their task was to deal with the guy he was pretending to be, at least drag him until he succeeded in his own operation, these guys were experts in setting traps and intrigues, they would never confront their target head-on, but they hadn't come back yet...... That is, they will not come back in the future

"The current price is 1,530,000 betra...... In this way, we can share more money in our hands, right?" The little man did not feel sad, and could even say that he was still a little happy in his heart, now he is almost a wasted person, even if he is cured, he can no longer engage in this work, if he can share more money, then he will not have to worry too much about his future life.

The woodcutter did not speak, but nodded and put the tattered axe in his hand on the ground and stood up, wiping his hands as he walked up to the little man.

"Take it. In an indifferent voice, the woodcutter put a hand in front of the little man.

The little man looked up at the expressionless woodcutter, and then very reluctantly raised his right hand to his mouth, his left hand was now the same as if it were not, and he could only use his teeth to remove the inconspicuous metal ring or ring that was placed on the middle finger of his right hand.

Yes, this humble ring is his real killer feature

The more inconspicuous it is, the more dangerous it is, and no one could have imagined that this featureless ring could be a murder weapon more dangerous than any poison or blade, and compared to this ring, the dagger with a dangerous aura and pitch black is not even as good as a child's toy

"I've always wanted to ask, what the hell is this," he said, taking the ring from between his teeth, the little man put it on the big hand in front of him, and finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"I don't know," the woodcutter took the ring, and did not look at the little man again, but carefully examined the little hoop a few times and held it in his hand, then turned and sat down at the wooden table in the room, picked up the clay pot that was placed on the table, and poured himself a glass of wine. "I accidentally found this thing in one of the ruins"

"I don't know what happened until now, although I scratched the guy's skin as you said, but is he really dead?" the little man was a little dissatisfied with the woodcutter's attitude, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

"To be exact - he's not dead"

"What? So our honorarium......

"But it's no different than dead"

“...... I don't understand ......."

The woodcutter pinched the inconspicuous little iron ring and put it under the lamp and looked at it proudly, "I call it 'sweet darkness', although I don't know how it does it, but if you maliciously use it to scratch a person's skin, that person's soul will be stripped away in an instant, without pain, without fear, just like this, a person's soul will leave his body and fall into endless darkness." Even if he didn't die at the time, how long can a soulless body last?

The little man was not relieved when he heard his explanation, but his breathing became more and more rapid, "Why?"

"What, why?" asked the woodcutter, gently lowering his glass.

"Why are you talking to me about this? You've never answered our questions before."

The woodcutter smiled and turned his head slowly, the stubble smile on his face in the dim light looked so hideous, "This is my secret, no one knew it in the past, and I believe no one will know it in the future." ”

The little man's heart was cold, and before he could finish speaking, his body rolled towards the side diagonally......

"Poof"

A shining hatchet flew over and slashed at where the dwarf had been.

"You're no longer fit to be my partner," the woodcutter stood up, replacing his glass with a tattered hatchet, "your left hand is useless, which means you're no longer fit as a bounty hunter." Let me guess what you're going to do next? buy a manor in beautiful Milhash with the money you have, buy dozens of orc slaves, and live comfortably with the rest of your life? Unfortunately, I can't let you do that, you've learned so many things you shouldn't know, and now that you know even my biggest secret, do you think you'll be able to get out of our world alive?"

Only the dead can keep secrets

But the little man was not so simple to accept his fate, and he suddenly reached out and pulled it from his neck, and threw a shining hedron towards the woodcutter's face

It was a dark blue teardrop-shaped hedro.

"Spirit Stone?" The woodcutter screamed in surprise at the sight of the gem flying in the air, and then immediately subconsciously raised his arm to cover his front and closed his eyes tightly

"Smack"

With a soft sound, the blue hedron exploded in mid-air, turning into a white light that pierced people's eyes and couldn't open them. The little man took advantage of the white light and jumped towards the door with all his might, and as he leaped up, several fiery red round hedrons flew out of his shoes......

"Boom"

Just as the dwarf landed on the grass outside, a violent explosion was heard from the cabin, and the all-wooden house was instantly surrounded by raging flames

The little man who fell to the ground did not hesitate, nor did he stop, but despite the pain all over his body, he struggled to get up from the ground, and stumbled in the direction of the back of the cabin......

That crystal spirit stone is his means of preserving his life, this rare crystal produced in the forest of elves contains powerful spiritual power, legend has it that the crystal spirit stone is actually the tears of the world tree, but no one knows whether this is the case or not, people only know that this kind of crystal is very unstable, as long as a little spiritual power is injected, it will explode, and the explosion of the crystal spirit stone will not produce much power, but it will release a huge spiritual shock wave in an instant, and anyone who is attacked by this spiritual shock wave will have a mental disorder for a period of time, and no one can be spared, It's just that the time for a person with strong mental power to recover will be shorter, but this time is enough for him to do something, such as throwing a few treasured Burst Flame Beads.

He was glad that he hadn't used the crystal spirit stone too soon, maybe he had never let down his guard against the woodcutter in his heart, right? But according to his understanding, his little trick would not cause much harm to the woodcutter, if he wanted to live, that thing was indispensable, the woodcutter was right, he did know too many things that he shouldn't know, and he even knew what the woodcutter was hiding behind his house

"Whew~~"

A whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the midst of the raging fire, and the woodcutter waved his short axe in his hand, and a wide path was split in the fire

"I almost forgot that there are a lot of interesting gadgets on that mouse," the woodcutter walked out of the fire, talking to himself as if he were laughing at himself, and he didn't even have a single corner of his clothes burned.

"Boom"

A strange metal monster emerged from the ground behind him. It was an egg-like thing about two meters or so of earthy yellow, oval, and in the densely engraved guiding circuit on the surface, the dark blue magic force swayed and flowed like a pulse.

"The rat who likes to burrow was indeed revealed by him. The woodcutter sneered and turned to face the metal monster.

"Izhoral, you really wanted to kill us all a long time ago," the little man shouted angrily and with some madness from the metal egg, "You arranged for Shanqiaoshi and them to drag the guy with the big red cloth on his head to send them to death, right?" After a "rattle" sound, the surface of the metal egg cracked and four metal hands and feet full of mechanical style stood up, "Hahahahahaha, but you didn't expect me to know where you hid this metal golem, right?" How do you feel about dying at the hands of this thing that was supposed to save your life?"

"Saving your life?" the woodcutter sneered, "do you think I made this thing to save my life?"

The little man in the metal golem didn't continue to fight him, and the mechanical hand on his right slammed down on the woodcutter

The metal golem's hands have no fingers, but are directly crafted into weapons like heavy force armor, and on the right mechanical hand is a heavy, barbed-strewn mace

"Boom"

With a loud bang, a large spiderweb-like crack was smashed on the ground by the huge force of the metal golem, and the violent shaking caused the extremely fragile cabin that had been burned by the fire to collapse completely.

"It worked?...... I did it?...... I did it...... Ha ha...... Ha ha...... One hundred and fifty thousand Betla are all mine hahahahahahaha

The maniacal laughter of the dwarf came from the metal golem......

"Click"

A crunch slammed through his maniacal laughter, and several terrifying cracks appeared in the heavy mace

"How...... How is that possible?"

At the screams of the little man, the heavy mace suddenly exploded and shattered into large and small pieces, and the woodcutter stood intact, with two feet in the center of the dense "spider web"?

"Do you think you're the only one who is gifted?

A cold light flashed, and in the woodcutter's cold words, the metal golem's right arm left its original position, and the heavy mechanical arm rolled and fluttered in the sky, and finally landed heavily on the grass.

"Do you think I don't know what you've done?"

Another cold light swept towards the woodcutter's left arm, which had been shaped into a serrated sword, and rolled away from the metal golem's body.

"Do you think my talent is just brute force?

With a wave of the woodcutter's hand, the hatchet in his hand swirled across the metal golem's right leg, then took a strange turn in the middle of the flight, returning to the woodcutter's hand in disbelief like a flying boomerang.

"Puff"

The unbalanced metal golem fell to the ground, its remaining left foot kicking in vain against the empty air.

"Do you think I need something like this to keep me alive?

The hatchet swirled and flew again, and after a flash of cold light, the metal golem once again transformed back into the giant metal egg.

The woodcutter jumped on top of the metal puppet, raised his hand, and casually axed down, and the hard metal shell was split open by him, and a wide crack was opened by him, and the little man hiding in the metal puppet could not say a word now, and his extremely frightened expression was completely exposed in front of the woodcutter.

"A mouse is a mouse, even if it is a mouse with only talent," the woodcutter sneered and raised his short axe again, "of course, if it can be perfectly disguised as anyone is talented"

The words fell along with the shining blade of the axe, sending a rain of blood through the sky......

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"Man~~ always has some unrealistic fantasies," the woodcutter straightened up and waved his hand downward, throwing the plasma off the hatchet, "fantasizing about getting what he shouldn't get, but not knowing that the price of chasing phantoms is often his own life." ”

The woodcutter sighed like a philosopher, and looked up at the starry sky with compassion, and his figure was reflected in the blazing fire, "What do you say?"

"I couldn't agree more"

"Bang la la"

The thickest beams had collapsed, and a slender figure stood in the midst of the flames, the swirling tongue of fire that surrounded him curled back as if it had hit something a step or so around him, leaving a space in front of him that was completely unburned.

- Sephiroth

"Shall it be said that it is cannibalism, or should it be said that it is dog-eat-dog?" the silver light fluttered lightly with the scorching whirlwind, and Sephiroth Shi Shiran walked out of the sea of fire. "Once again, I felt that humanity was hopeless. ”

"One hundred and fifty thirty thousand of Betla's companions?"

The woodcutter didn't panic, or he had absolute confidence in his own strength, "I'm really not interested in doing things that I don't have money for, if your price can satisfy me one day, maybe I'll go to you." ”

"Greedy, selfish, cruel......" Sephiroth smiled mockingly, "and stupidity and hypocrisy, if it were that fool, he would be more than happy to send you to another world." ”

"That fool you said is in another world now, right?" the woodcutter deftly spun the axe in his hand, "how about you are also a man who sees through the nature of the world, and are you interested in working with me?"

"Do you see through the nature of the world?" "I used to think I saw through this rotten world, but there always seemed to be some strange guys out of my original understanding, at first a fool with a mess of his mind, then a golden imp, and now a fool with a straight mind," said this, Sephiroth smiled softly on his lips, "I don't seem to hate them. ”

"So...... Negotiations broke down"

"Rather, you weren't qualified to negotiate with me from the beginning, and the reason why I'm here is for that 'sweet darkness' in your hands, I have to say that you have the potential to become a poet. ”

The woodcutter's eyes narrowed, and the axe in his hand stopped spinning at the same time, and there was really not much more to say at this point.

"It's a shame I thought you could understand me."

Before he could finish speaking, the short axe in the woodcutter's hand spun and flew again and struck at Sephiroth, who had the talent of being able to perfectly control the metal in his hand while giving the sharps an indestructible sharpness

"Choke"

With a soft sound, the hatchet did not fly back into the woodcutter's hand again, as it had done before, but plunged headlong into the raging sea of fire, like a moth that pounced on the bright lights without hesitation.

Sephiroth appeared behind him with his back to the woodcutter, and if it weren't for the fluttering and falling silver, he would not have moved at all, as if he had been standing there

"Sizzle~~"

Like the sound of the autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves, the stunned woodcutter pulled out countless blood lines......

If the knife is fast enough, the sound of blood gushing out of the thin wound will be as nice as the sound of the wind.

-- One flash of the Eighty-Eight

As the torn corpse collapsed to the ground, a ring of starlight made a beautiful arc in the night sky and landed gently on Sephiroth's outstretched palm.

"With this thing, that fool should wake up, right?"

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