Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

Fiszelman's pace was very slow, step by step. If he didn't know his real purpose, no one would regard this middle-aged man who walked so carefully as a ruthless killer. Yes, he was more like a kind Father, with light footsteps, carefully walked to the door of the girls, opened the door carefully, and then touched their foreheads carefully. When he raised his hand again, there was already a sentence lying on the bed. Cold corpse.

Sleeping in this room are Slime and Lamia.

"Look, the two children in this room are already dead." Pushing open the door, Fiszelman looked at Cavel, who had his head buried. Contrary to what Fiszelman imagined, this young man did not Crying to death, except for the initial roar, he didn't even show any negative emotions.

"Give up struggling? No, it can't be dead."

Caville is not dead. The breath on his body is very strange. The breath of life sometimes disappears. Last second, he obviously looked like a cold corpse. After a while, his heart suddenly started beating again. Apart from being weird, Fizzle Man couldn't think of any words to describe it.

"You are clearly a young man with a bright future, why do you have to protect these humble and harmful lives?" As if feeling emotional, Fiszelman walked past Cawell, then walked to another room, and opened the door , The sleepy faces of the girls made Fiszelman's outstretched hand slightly paused.

"Will you still be soft-hearted after so long... What a shame..."

Shaking his head, Fiszelman put the compassion in his heart behind him. To him, taking one or two lives is almost as simple as waving a hand. He can even make the dead feel no pain at all. Just fall asleep like that.

"Although the law is life and death, is it mostly just killing people..."

This is a question that Fiszelman always thinks about when killing people. It is as hypocritical as praying to God after a murderer commits a crime, but he looks very happy in it. After taking the lives of these two girls, he continued Walking towards the next room, the childish graffiti that he accidentally glimpsed when he closed the door made him frown in displeasure.

"Don't learn to draw if you don't have talent. This is the advice of those who have experienced it, but you should never hear it."

Reaching out his hand to tear off the words full of the girl's heart, Fiszelman opened the door of the next room. This time, the situation changed slightly. Behind the door was an angry little face, staring at him, guarding the door firmly. in front of the door.

"Sure enough, you still refuse to let us go!" The dark elf girl Knight was guarding the door. Because of the dark elf's extremely sensitive intuition, she was keenly aware of the coming danger, and looked through the door at the lying on the ground. Cavill, Knight showed his fangs that belonged to the dark elves angrily.

"You guy..."

"I'm sorry, now is not the time for you to wake up." To the bizarre and angry Knight, Fiszelman just waved his hand, and the girl's head was separated from her body until she rolled to the ground, her body still dead He guarded the narrow door.

"I don't want to use such a bloody method, no... Maybe I like it." Fiszelman took out a handkerchief from his waist, and wiped the blood on his clothes displeased. The clothes are dirty, for people my age, washing clothes is quite a troublesome thing."

With a slight push, Knight's body fell to the ground. Before it fell to the floor, Fiszelman rushed into the room with one step, and touched the body of the rabbit-eared girl Ruby with her fingers, and the latter fell Lost vitality.

"There are two left."

There are only two girls with the power of the end of darkness. One is Lacey, a child as innocent as paper, and the other is Hera, who bears the burden of hatred after witnessing the destruction of her own group. Girls, they are all very good girls, no matter how many setbacks they encounter, they can never forget their original intentions. It is a pity that Fiszelman doesn't know this, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be merciful.

"Is this the end..." The two girls beside him had turned into simple corpses, Fiszelman sighed with emotion, and walked out of the room, he was surprised to find that Caville was crawling towards him, slowly The ground, exhausting every ounce of strength in the body, teeth embedded in the soil, nails dug into the ground, just crawled to his side at a speed not much faster than a turtle.

"It's not dead yet." However, this only surprised Fiszelman for a while, letting Caville grab his pants, he squatted down slowly, "Young man, I I'm not going to kill you. When you live a few hundred years like me, you will understand how correct my current decision is. Having too many entanglements with these ordinary lives will only make you feel painful. If you can go back to the past, I will kill anyone who comes into my life without hesitation."

"kill……"

Cavel's weak voice came from below, making Fiszelman frown.

"what?"

"Kill...kill...kill you..."

Fiszelman suddenly felt that Caville's grip on his hand became stronger, and before he realized what had happened, the latter's grinning face suddenly approached him.

"Kill you! Kill you!" Stretching out his hands, Cavel held Fiszelman's neck fiercely, with blank eyes and a ferocious expression, like a ghost crawling out of hell Fitzelman was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

"Kill you! Kill you!" and Cavill's snarl continued, "Flayed your skin, ate your heart, gouged out your eyeballs, threw your hands into the meat grinder, Give your legs to ogres, pierce your ears with a hot iron rod, and fry your body into meatloaf with a frying pan! Kill you! Kill you! Before you turn into mincemeat , keep killing you!"

"Get out! Get out!" Subconsciously exerting force, Caville was thrown far away by Fiszelman and stopped after knocking down two walls.

Holding his heart and gasping for a few breaths, Fiszelman's face suddenly became ugly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he did feel the fear just now, and Cavel's appearance convinced him that if at this time If you let him go, your fate will definitely not be so good in the future.

"Why!" Gritting his teeth, Fiszelman walked towards Cavel, who was buried in the rubble. He removed the stones one by one, and finally grabbed the dying Cavel. "Why can't we obediently accept the reality, it's just a few humble lives, is it worth killing each other!"

It was naturally impossible for Caville to answer him, the force in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and when Caville's face turned livid, Fiszelman let go of his hand in panic.

"Strong power, eternal life, and ageless face, these are things that only we have, we are companions, these guys are nothing but rubbish!"

"Kill you……"

"I won't allow it!" Fiszlman raised the huge scythe across Cavill's head, "No one is allowed to deprive me of my life, not even a god!"

Fiszelman took out a bottle of potion from his waist, which had rainbow-like colors, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably: "Do you know what this is? It is the greatest potion in the world. Potion, you only need one drop, and you will turn into molecules and disappear in this world. No one can find your trace, and no one can save you. This is a very precious medicine, but it should be just right for you! "

Trembling, Fiszelman unscrewed the bottle cap of the medicine, and then tilted the bottle body tremblingly. The liquid in the bottle condensed into a small drop, and then just slid down the bottle mouth.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!" Fizzleman's expression became ferocious, "Disappear in this world forever, this is not a place for losers to stay!"

The tiny drop of rainbow-like liquid slowly fell on Cavell's skin, and Fiszelman almost expected what would happen next, the man would die, like ice cubes sprinkled by the sun Disappearing from the world forever, that's why Cavell's unchanged body made Fiszelman so surprised, so...frightened.

"Monster..." He took a step back in horror. Because of his fear, he didn't notice the scene that suddenly darkened around him. After all, it was night, and it was not surprising that the moon was covered by clouds. The unignorable wind pressure dissipated in Erman's ear.

Fiszelman looked up at the sky, and what appeared in the sky made his heart stop for a second or two: "That... what?"

It was a mountain, huge, with no boundaries in sight, and this mountain was falling rapidly with an indomitable momentum, and the target was obviously himself.

"Is it another observer? Impossible! I have investigated carefully. Apart from this guy, there are no other observers in Silvermoon City!"

But who else has the power to move such a large mountain besides the observer?
"Anyway, let's run now!" Even with infinite life, Fiszelman is still afraid of the pain of death, which is not something people can get used to, even if he has become Fiszelman Unfortunately, someone had already figured out a way to prevent him from leaving.

"Creation!" Cavel stood up unsteadily, chains and chains began to wrap around Fiszlman's legs with his lifeless eyes, although the latter was able to untie the chains without any effort , but when the number was too large, Fiszelman began to panic.

"Did you mess it up again!" Fiszlman was still struggling hard, but the space tentacles accompanying Kaweill also entered the battlefield, and he was bound into a rice dumpling and collapsed on the spot in a short while, with At the same time, the huge mountain had already reached the top of his head.

"no, do not want!"