Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 292 Extra Story: The Career of a Killer in Hades

Leaving the orphanage, the boy has nowhere to go.

The night is very deep.

He put on his coat and hat, and walked across the snowy overpass.

Finally, by the side of the road under the overpass, I found a corner and squatted down. The bustling lights were always out of tune with him.

Even though his small body curled up into a ball, he looked very cute.

His silver-gray eyes still shone with indifference.

Not long after he squatted down, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of his eyes.

There are not many people who come out to walk in the early morning, and there are even fewer people who can wear such expensive shoes and still come out at this time.

"Little baby." A male voice sounded from above, deep and sweet.

The boy recognized that he was being called, so he stood up, intending to leave indifferently.

He heard the man calling him from behind: "Wait, I'm not driving you away."

The boy stopped and heard the man's footsteps coming up from behind.

His footsteps were strong, he felt, and this must be a powerful man.

"Hi, baby." The man squatted down in front of him, and said in a friendly manner, "Uncle doesn't mean anything malicious, I'm just curious about something and want to ask you."

The boy saw his face, a man in his thirties, with yellow hair, deep blue eyes, and stubble on his chin, he seemed a bit decadent.

He is the same as him, and he is different from the people here with black hair and black eyes, but he knows that they are different.

Yellow hair, blue eyes, walking on the road, no one will call monsters, no one will look at him with disgusted, weird and frightened eyes, and no one will take crazy pictures with a camera phone.

And silver hair and silver eyes, yes.

The boy gave him a cold look, intending to move around.

But the man grabbed the cold little hand in his sleeve, still looked at him kindly and kindly and asked, "I just want to know...why did you set fire to them?"

The boy stopped abruptly and turned to look at him.

You don't need to look to know that the pair of indifferent silver-gray eyes hidden under the hat must be full of shock at this moment.

Immediately, the indifference returned.

He looked at the man for a while, then suddenly reached out and lifted the hat.

The silvery hair looks so strange in the night wind and snowy night.

What's even weirder is his pair of silver-gray eyes, and the black platycodon blooming on his neck...

Looking at the slightly surprised eyes of the man, he glanced at him indifferently, planning to leave.

Unexpectedly, the man caught him again.

This time he heard him say: "Son, I like you very much, you are unique. I have established an organization, I wonder if you are interested in joining?"

The boy stopped and looked at him calmly with silver-gray pupils.

He added: "In that organization, there is only the weak and the strong, and it has nothing to do with everything else."

The boy stared at him for a long time this time, finally, his pale lips pursed, and he opened his mouth slowly, "I'll go, take me away, I want to become stronger."

The silver-gray eyes burst out with such a firm and stunning brilliance.

The man froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Very good, child, I welcome you on behalf of 'M', I am the future king of killers, king."

I am the future king of killers, king...

On a snowy night, on the icy side of the street, the boy raised his head and looked at him in a daze, and immediately his lips curved slightly.

That night, for the first time, he lived in a beautiful and comfortable room.

The man named king called the waiter and brought him a lot of food that he had never seen before.

"Child, eat, maybe you won't be able to eat such delicious food for a long time in the future." King sat aside and looked at him, his eyes were kind and his tone was gentle, but the boy could feel the tenderness on his body. An undeniable air.

He heard his deep voice say: "Because what you will accept next is a feast of the devil."

"Yeah." He turned to look at him and nodded quietly.

The hat on his head had already fallen off, because he realized that the man in front of him was not afraid of him.

This is an absolute strength, he will not be afraid of his strangeness, let alone any fear.

The boy's silver-gray eyes softened a little, and he turned his head to look at a piece of dark brown meat in front of him, exuding a strong aroma, and he was suddenly hungry.

He hesitated and said, "This... how do you want to eat it?"

When he passed the hotel lobby just now, he saw the elegant and high-class people here, enjoying the food with the most graceful posture.

And among them, none of them was grasped by hand.

He wanted to be like them, to be an ordinary person.

King gave a low laugh, sat on the chair opposite him and looked at him: "Son, the one in front of you is called steak, did you see the knife and fork next to it?"

He nodded, and he said: "People use these two tools to enjoy steaks. There are certain techniques. When you go to the headquarters tomorrow, someone will teach you how to use them. Now, you pick them up and use them in your own way. Use a knife to cut the meat piece by piece and show me."

The boy lowered his silver-gray eyes and stared at the steak on the plate. After a while, his small pale hands slowly stretched out, holding the knife and fork.

Not using a fork at all, holding a knife in bony hands.

His eyes were still calm, but he struck quickly. After a sound, the steak on the plate had been divided into about ten pieces.

Well-organized and uniform in size, some juice splashed on the table.

King was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing, hearty laughter filled the whole room.

The boy raised his eyes and looked at him puzzled.

"Son, good sword skills!" He praised, and then asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

There was a little blush on his pale face: "I...don't have a name."

"That's good." King thought for a while with a calm gaze, "From now on, how about you call it Hades?"

"Hall of Hades..." He was taken aback, and whispered these two unfamiliar words in a low voice.

King looked at him with a hint of admiration: "Well, the moment you held the knife just now, the cold breath was like a palace standing in the underworld, so cold, cold, lonely, and cruel... "

The boy was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Okay, my name is Hades."

He has a name, it is called Hades.

King nodded: "Very good, Hades, although your saber technique just now was full of aura, it was not calm and introverted enough. Look at the table, it is full of steak juice."

"If what you just cut was a person's flesh, then your body is already covered with blood."

"You must learn to control your anger when you do it, because in this world, murderers will be punished if they are caught, and if a killer leaves evidence of his crime, it will be fatal!"

The next day, the boy got on the plane.

Or the one that is said to only be seen on TV, the helicopter.

He leaned his little head against the window, looking at the tiny buildings below, feeling a little novel and a little beautiful.

He didn't know where the king was taking him, he only knew that they had flown a long, long way.

There are oceans, rivers, mountains, and plains.

He saw many, many things he had never seen before.

"You can plant your hat."

King's deep voice came from the driver's seat in front.

He looked over with a little surprise, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

King chuckled: "Your hat is useless when you get there. Your hair and eyes can't be covered no matter how you try. You are for training. When you get there, there is no heat and you will be regarded as a person." Looking at it, I can't treat myself as a human being, this is the primary price for becoming stronger..."

The boy... No, it should be called Hades, he shook the little hand in his sleeve, and then nodded firmly.

Seeing his nervous appearance, King laughed again: "Haha, don't worry, don't be nervous, everyone in the training ground is too busy to take care of themselves, no one will take care of your strange hair, but when the instructor is away, You may have been wronged more than others, and what you have to endure next may be worse than death, either persist to the end, or die!"

"We haven't arrived yet, and you still have a chance to regret it."

Hades shook his head, his silver-gray eyes still calm.

In general, a completely empty person will not be afraid of the dark, because death, including where and how to live, actually makes no difference to them.

"Well, that's fine."

King nodded appreciatively.

Say softly, "You will be God."

You will be god.

Hades looked at him and pursed his lips.

"King!"

In front of him was a row of men in uniform black clothing.

They bowed at ninety degrees to the man who brought him and greeted neatly.

Hades' small body stood behind him, watching calmly.

This is the training base of the organization named M, on an island.

Through King's words, he knew that this is an organization that has just been established and has just formed a cone shape. He is the fourth batch of children in this organization to come in for training.

King took him with one hand, walked forward, and asked, "What's the matter here?"

One of the men in black came forward and said in the same respectful voice: "This group has advanced to 32 people, and none of the others survived."

Hades doesn't know how many people there are in a group, but he knows that these so-called promotions don't mean they are really successful, and there will be continuous training and competitions in the future.

Only those who have been carefully screened and certified by the king can become real killers.

King's voice and expression were still so calm: "Go ahead, I brought this, Jack, arrange for him to enter 004 training."

"King..." The man glanced at Hades, hiding the horror in his eyes very well, and said, "Now the training has entered the second ring, this child, do you want to send it directly?"

You know, if this kid participates now, it means that he will have to fight against a group of people who have been training for a whole month.

This is a completely unfair training.

"It's okay." King shook his head, "He's not an ordinary kid." Then, he squatted down and looked into Hades' eyes, "Son, I believe you can do it, you are the most unique kid I've ever seen people."

The boy looked at him quietly, with King's kind face in front of him. After a long time, his silver-gray empty eyes suddenly burst into a radiance as bright as stars.

He didn't speak, but with just one look, King understood.

Immediately nodded in approval, said to Jack: "That's it, let him in."

He followed the man named Jack.

He didn't take him to the dormitory, he didn't take him to any place to rest, he didn't give him food.

Instead, he walked through a dense forest and walked directly into a venue.

When they entered, two men stopped them and asked Jack to show his identity.

Hades also heard that the two of them were sighing.

"Oh, another one was brought in."

"Still a strange child with such strange hair and eyes."

"Yeah, I don't know how many people will die in this batch. This strange child may survive."

"A thousand people can only be promoted if they survive to the end. It is indeed the rule set by the king."

Jack looked down at him: "What they said is true, you will start training later, from now on, stay vigilant all the time, kid!"

"Yes!" He replied.

The silver-gray eyes are as calm and pure as when they came.

She has short hair, shining dazzling silver light in the sun, like the color of the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

On the first day, as soon as he entered the training ground, Jack left after explaining to the instructor.

Then what happened next was unexpected.

Nothing is prepared.

I only heard the instructor, who was so tall that he couldn't see his chin when he looked up, said in a resolute voice: "No. 1001! Quickly enter the team and start training!"

"Yes!"

Then he walked over to the grass shed in the clearing, and behind it, there was a group of children about his age ready to go.

Halfway he walked, he saw the instructor walk out of the iron fence, and then he heard a whistle.

then……

A powerful and dangerous aura swept over his senses, Hades suddenly stopped in his tracks, and looked around.

Quiet children are more sensitive than others, especially Hades, who grew up from people's malice, is more sensitive to dangerous auras.

"Ow—"

It's a wolf!

He looked over, and saw a group of wolves strung out from various places, rushing straight towards him and the team not far from him.

The instructor's voice came from a distance: "I forgot one thing, your dagger."

Then something was thrown at his feet, a silver dagger.

He squatted down to pick it up, and a gray wolf, three times his size, had galloped up to him.

"Well——" the wolf stopped in front of him, panting, and he could even feel the hot air coming out of its nostrils.

He is sniffing him.

Then, he opened his bloody mouth.

When encountering danger, they will resist, especially at the moment of life and death. This is the nature of all animals, and human beings are no exception.

Hades' silver-gray eyes flashed, holding a dagger and stabbing at its eyes!
This is destined to be a thrilling life and death struggle.

Relying on his small body, he kept dodging the wolf's attack, attacking the wolf's abdomen, eyes, and other vulnerable places.

However, how can a child who is only six years old withstand the strength of a hungry wolf!

"Ah." His shoulder was bitten!

But after yelling, he bit his lip abruptly to suppress the moan.

Howling is useless, it will only make the beast more excited.

There was severe pain in the shoulder, and a strong smell of blood spread out.

Even when he was thrown by passers-by on the street, beaten by beggars on the overpass, or kicked by a group of children in the orphanage, he had never felt such piercing pain.

(End of this chapter)