I'm a villain, not a devil

"Kill them faster, Your Majesty needs a large quantity."

The calm and cold words hit the boy and caused him pain.

He looked at the two groups of people in disbelief, and something in his heart was quickly disappearing.

Why...why are the people of the Golden Dawn and these pagans who suddenly appeared the same group...

Why...why did you mention His Majesty's name...

Yes, Your Majesty... But didn’t Your Majesty kidnap my parents to build the statue?

Why are you killing us again...

Big tears welled up from my eyes.

"Why..." The boy finally couldn't help but mutter.

The man who killed his father lowered his head and then sneered.

"Consumables have no right to ask why. How you were used, how you got into chaos, how you escaped, where you died, how you died... everything was arranged."

The blade was raised, and the man smiled with interest - the boy was very familiar with that smile, just like the one he and his friends had played with at the garbage dump before. They liked to chase the garbage bags that were blown up by the wind, and watch the garbage bags swell up and then be flattened by their feet, and he and his friends would laugh happily.

So...we are like this...

It turns out that...my parents were killed by me...

original……

The knife fell calmly. The boy was still a little afraid of the pain and he shrank his neck unconsciously.

There was no pain, and he subconsciously smiled a sad and happy smile.

It turns out that death is not painful?

Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you...

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

He finally opened his eyes tremblingly, and the blade, still stained with his father's blood, was pointing at his head and suspended in mid-air.

Not only the weapons, but also the group of arrogant men in black stopped where they were and couldn't move at all.

He stared at this strange scene stupidly, his chest heaving violently.

Someone saved me...

"Little boy, you don't think I'm here to save you?" a voice rang out.

The boy looked up and saw a man who was unnaturally handsome but with an evil smile on his face.

He glanced at himself and then around him.

"Tsk, the Betrayal Church and the Golden Dawn have joined forces... Interesting... So, the Golden Dawn is controlled by the Emperor, and the Betrayal Church has always been cooperating with the Emperor - you are trying to have the best of both worlds, cooperating with the Emperor and Bai Zhan?"

Egoism? Golden Dawn? Emperor? White War?

Strange and high-level words were tangled together in the boy's mind.

The leading man in black had no ability to move, but he could still speak.

Forcing himself to remain calm, the man in black said, "Who are you? But since you know..."

The boy shuddered, and then he saw the man who suddenly appeared pulled the other's mouth in the air like a zipper.

In an instant, the man in black couldn't even speak.

"You don't even recognize me. Are you guys in the Id-I Church a bunch of stupid dogs?"

The boy was stunned, but the man's actions and tone were generous enough that he envied him.

"Sir..." The boy finally spoke, he wanted to beg.

However, all he got in return was an indifferent glance from the man.

He also froze in place, but he was frightened.

"Waste." The man frowned.

The boy gritted his teeth and shouted with great difficulty, "I, I'm not useless!"

"So, facing the person who killed your parents, you don't even have the courage to resist?" the man asked lightly.

The boy froze in place. The man smiled and was about to leave, but he saw the boy tremblingly trying to pull the knife off his forehead.

Something was coming out of the boy's palm.

He finally couldn't hold back his tears and held up the knife stained with his father's blood. He cried heart-wrenchingly but still kept yelling.

"I, I'm not a waste!"

The man slowly smiled.

He snapped his fingers, and those people wearing black papal robes found that they could speak again.

The man smiled at the boy.

"These people are yours—"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly chopped at it, howling like a completely mad beast.

Hot blood splattered all over his body, but the boy just continued to cry and roar, slashing at those people with his sword.

His movements were clumsy and ugly, and he even slipped on the blood plasma and fell several times, but the man beside him laughed out loud as he watched.

The men in black shouted, "How dare you attack us!"

Some people were trying to persuade them: "Let us go, we will give you an explanation."

But the boy turned a deaf ear to him. With his ability, killing these people was too slow. But fortunately...

Everyone will bleed and die.

Fragments, flesh, blood, and internal organs flowed out before his eyes. He could hear curses, exhortations, and pleas for mercy, but the boy turned a deaf ear to them.

After many, many slashes, finally, the man who killed his father stopped making any sound.

He looked up and saw that the man in black had been chopped into a blurry pile of flesh and blood by him.

More tears welled up in his eyes and he looked up again, but the man who saved him was nowhere to be seen.

Only a slow voice remained.

"I told you, they're yours, ha."

The boy was stunned for a long time, then he dropped the knife and dragged the bodies of his father and mother to a relatively clean place.

He took off the vest his mother had made for him, tore off two pieces of his cleanest clothes, and covered his parents' eyes, which could not be closed.

"Dad, Mom...I can't escape..."

He wiped his tears, and this time, when he grabbed the knife, his hands didn't shake at all.

The boy howled again, but more screams were heard with pleasure.

-

"The I Cult has sneaked into the imperial capital. Tsk tsk, Bai Zhan is such an unlucky guy. He thought he had secretly contacted many foreign aids, but in the end, only Wu Xiao has nothing to do with the emperor."

Sean flew out of the alley, tut-tutting.

Bai Ye beside him looked serious: "Father...is about to start his ritual."

Sean nodded: "However, what's interesting is that he could have just started a massacre, but he chose to do it in such a sneaky way - tsk, your father needs a group of unsuspecting people to stay alive."

"why?"

Sean looked towards every corner of the imperial capital, where fleeing, crying, and fighting were happening all the time.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a slight smile on his lips.

"This is also necessary for the ritual...ha, you are my idol."

"However, Wu Xiao also noticed this... He acted quickly... Unfortunately..."

Sean looked towards the city wall and said, "It seems like he doesn't have time to take care of things here."