If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Hello, welcome to the Nanshan District Airport. The price of the boat ticket to the Garbage Mountain is 100,000 pagodas. Would you like to pay in cash or by transfer?"

Compared with Nanshan District, whose overall style is leaning toward the Pig Cage Walled City, the airport leading to the garbage mountain looks very sci-fi. Spaceships that seem to only appear in sci-fi movies are docked around the airport, waiting for passengers. boarding.

Feng Xue took out a 100,000 Tah coin and handed it to the conductor. She took the boarding pass and walked into the inner side of the airport. While selecting the spaceship, she observed these aircraft that were not much bigger than a bus.

After learning about the identities of their "fakes", Feng Xue suddenly felt that the ticket for the Shiwan Tower was not a bad deal.

...

"Welcome aboard the Explorer. There are still five minutes before this plane takes off. This plane will go to the third airport located in the middle of the garbage mountain. Please confirm your destination again. The spaceship may be bumpy when it starts up. Passengers please remain calm. This machine belongs to 'Hundred Stories', and all irrational behaviors will be held accountable..."

Listening to the mechanical sound in the cabin, the spaceship slowly departed from the airport, but before Feng Xue could enjoy this novel experience, the voice of the flight attendant came out again in the cabin——

"This plane is about to enter the third airport in the middle of the garbage mountain. Passengers, please get ready and leave the plane in an orderly manner..."

"It's here? Haven't you been there in ten minutes?" Feng Xue glanced at the passengers around her out of the corner of her eye, but saw that most of them seemed to be surprised. She quickly restrained her surprise and calmly waited for the cabin door to open.

Just as he walked out of the cabin, a strong sense of disobedience immediately surrounded him.

If the previous airport looked like a technology fortress in Star Wars, then this airport now looks like the lair of the green-skinned orcs.

The metal and pipelines that seemed to be twisted into a ball at will constituted a platform that could barely be docked. Compared with these, what made Feng Xue feel most uncomfortable were the men and women in the airport who either kept crying or stared blankly.

They were either wearing collars and being led by ropes like dogs, or they were shackled and locked in iron cages. The despair was almost suffocating.

However, all of this seems to be a very common thing in this airport, as if no one realizes that the people they are holding in their hands and locked in cages are human beings just like them.

"Huh..." Feeling that the air here is really depressing, Feng Xue walked out of the airport quickly. When he killed someone for the first time, he didn't vomit as in the legend, because after he appeared in Infinite City, he already had a deep consciousness. You can't live without killing.

When Jeston's men stripped her naked and put her in a prison van and sent her to prison, Feng Xue didn't feel this way at all, because at that time he knew that there was an irreconcilable contradiction between people in the real world and nothing. It is perfectly normal to be killed or killed. Although I have the determination to "kill those people without hesitation as long as I have the opportunity", after escaping, I have no intention of going back to take revenge.

But at this moment, looking at those people who were treated like livestock, he suddenly felt a little nauseated.

Without staying in this uncomfortable place, Feng Xue walked away from the airport along the path trampled on the ground, but before he had gone far, he stopped, and the middle finger of his right hand, Already bent slightly.

"Hey, rookie, this is the first time you have come to Trash Mountain, right? You have a lot of good things on you? Hurry up and hand them in, Grandpa, I will teach you how to live in this land!"

An ear-piercing voice came from behind, Feng Xue turned her head, and calmly looked at the two men following her. Feng Xue remembered that these two faces were passengers from the same spaceship as him. I'm staring at myself.

but……

"I don't know what your names are, but thank you very much."

Feng Xue took two steps forward calmly, as if she was going to shake hands, but the murderous intent that didn't match the peaceful expression made the two of them take a few steps back involuntarily.

"Brother, this kid is wrong... ho ho..."

"Plop!"

The two bodies fell to the ground in just one sentence, blood gushed out quickly from the wound on their necks, Feng Xue stood beside them, gently shaking off the blood beads on the tip of the suffocating blade , carefully pondering the feeling before.

"So this 'first sword' is this feeling?" Tasting the feeling from the concentration of killing intent to the disappearance of life, Feng Xue had a little understanding of the first sword of the thirteen deadly swords.

That's why he's coming to Garbage Mountain.

The Thirteen Swords of Desperation is a swordsmanship born from killing, and it can only be comprehended by killing. Only by imitating the sword manual and moves, it is only in shape after all.

At least at the last moment, he realized the "killing intent".

It's not something mysterious, it's as simple as "the will to kill others", but if such a simple thing is to be retracted freely, it is not enough without enough killing.

"Thank you for the existence of these people, so that I will not feel guilty about myself 'not killing to survive'."

Feng Xue murmured softly, but took off the phantoms on the two of them without delay, and didn't bother to look at the attributes of those phantoms, so she just took out a piece of wrapping cloth and packed it up.

Smelting the two corpses at the same time, Feng Xue glanced in the direction of the airport, looked at the stalkers who suddenly retracted, and shook her head slightly.

The pitch-black cloak suddenly unfolded from behind like the wings of a devil's bat, wrapping Feng Xue's body, and when the darkness dissipated, his figure also disappeared in place.

Before making a move with the Thirteen Swords of Killing Life, one had to cultivate one's hostility, and now that one had the hostility, one had to find the person who was worth killing.

Bad omens do too.

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"What's the background of this kid?" Seeing Feng Xue disappear like a shadow, the people following behind looked at each other, a young man with a clock logo on his chest said:

"I don't know, it's just that the above said to let me take care of him, don't let him die... But now it seems that I may not be as agile as him."

"Oh? Are you optimistic about the newcomers at the moment of encountering the devil?" Hearing this, the other people also put out their previous thoughts of picking up cheap, but they had some other careful thoughts.

"Who knows?" The member of the Moment of Encountering the Devil shook his head, said nothing more, turned and walked towards another road. He had only seen each other in the organization's "List of Persons to Focus on", and it wasn't for him. He was a bodyguard, and he followed him when he was being followed. Now that he is fine, there is no need for him to follow him.

but……

"Didn't you say this is a logistics role? It seems that the intelligence department is being lazy again..."