Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

Chapter 193: Rune Words! (2/2)

The “rune” on the tip of the man’s gun lights up.

Raised a wave of fire.

Hesitate and you will lose!

“Kirihara” did not flinch, but gripped the hilt even harder and thrust out the blade.

The purple flames flew away.

Three steps at a time, he pushed forward against the scorching flames, vowing to penetrate the enemy’s heart in one fell swoop.

La!

Long thorns out, but did not get the feedback it should have.

Weak feel.

Taking a closer look, the figure of the man with the gun has moved far away.

It is not a distance that can be reached by swinging a sword, and the distance needs to be shortened again.

“… how difficult is it to deal with?”

“Kirihara” who missed the opportunity whispered in a low voice.

At this moment, the smile in the spearman’s voice finally disappeared.

“It’s nothing!

Of course I can dodge your direct attack.

Did you give me a surprise?

The young master of the Kirihara family~”

“That’s why you’re throwing water!

It’s been such a monotonous attack…1

The boy who took a deep breath readjusted his breathing.

“Oh, you found out again.

Not over 18…

You aimed at my heart before because you were merciful and were planning to kill me?”

“Don’t dare.

While moving, “Kirihara” once again set up the invisible sword.

There are several ways to shorten the spacing.

There are so many tricks he hasn’t shown yet.

But so must the man with the gun.

After all, a series of “rune characters” engraved on the huge spear of unusual weight only lit up just now, and a bunch of demonic flames ignited, continuing to burn his thoughts.

The possibility of hiding other moves is very high.

for example–

“Start the next round!

There are 10 minutes left, I hope you can hold on, little master,

like this.

From somewhere, he pulled out a small vial that looked like a magical artifact.

“Otherwise, I will be very troubled..

Pull down half of the mask.

The blood-red liquid filled in the small bottle was first tasted by the man with the gun and drank all of it.

During the whole process, his eyes never left the two of them.

No flaws..

Standing on a small hill and looking down at the spearmen, the “Keren” sighed.

The moon rises, and the night falls.

In a remote corner of the park.

A tall locust tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, a strong and wide canopy, like a jasper canopy, shrouded half of the open space.

The moonlight is as gentle as water, through the branches and leaves of the locust tree, sprinkled in the air.

A gust of wind came, the leaves rustled and the tree shadows swayed slightly.

Just under the shadow of this tree, two people stood.

One with a gun, one with a sword.

A middle-aged and a young man.

The two walked slowly around a circle, constantly looking for each other’s flaws.

dong dong dong!

In the midst of thunder, it is Tieshu Yinhua, and sparks are scattered.

And the side of the factory…

“Gojo Satoru” turned his wrist, and a laser beam flew out from his fingertips.

It easily hit the figure fleeing ahead.

spray!

Only a small sound was heard.

A sword light sank into the neck of the “Blanche” member in front, instantly causing a slender long-line wound.

Then, with a “Puchi” sound, a blood spring spurted out in flakes.

The blood sprayed, causing the wound to get bigger and bigger, and the more painful the blood spring.

The members who ran away with their backs wailed on the ground, tossing and turning like a light, and finally the movement became smaller and smaller.

“Gojo Satoru” watched silently, with a calm expression on his face.

The man’s life was lost.

His eyes were wide open, his muscles were still twitching, and warm blood filled the pits on the ground.

A strong bloody smell came over him.

Along the way, “Gojo Satoru” moved forward without caring if there was a place to hide.

He has killed quite a few “Blanche” remnants since he separated from his siblings.

It can be called a model of “ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving”.

But compared to Shiba Tatsuya who faced the main force directly, he was quite relaxed personally.

Because the other party is directly waiting in line on the lobby floor.

extremely arrogant…

“Spare my life!”

We “no offense!”

The other two fleeing “Blanche” members saw their companions in such a tragic state, their faces turned pale, and there was no trace of blood.

They hurriedly fell to their knees and kowtowed to the “Wujou”.

Hope to get a life.

“Um?”

“Gojo Satoru” rolled his eyes.

After chasing and killing all the way, from a dozen people downsizing to the last two people, they finally hit the bones.

It’s a relief…  

But he had no intention of staying alive today.

so..

The young man grinned.

Another flash of light flew out, cutting off the heads of the two of them.

Knives out!

The blue light turned into a barrier.

clatter!

clatter!

The sound of a hard object hitting the ground.

The heads of the two of them separated a small piece and fell to the ground.

The blood-red liquid splattered in all directions as the blocks separated.

The blue blade of light gradually dissipated in the air.

Tao Ha!

The two warm corpses maintained their kneeling postures and froze on the ground.

The brains dripped down the smooth section at the front of the skull.

The scarlet blood that 783 continued to spurt quickly dyed the ground red.

God has the virtue of good life, but today’s five enlightenment” No!

“Welcome, first meeting, “Shiba Tatsuya”!

The little princess next to her should be your sister “Mixue”, right?”

“You are the leader of “Blanche”?”

The man spread his hands in an exaggerated gesture in a welcoming gesture, but “Shiba Tatsuya” asked indifferently.

The other party seemed to be around thirty years old, unexpectedly young.

With a tall and thin physique and countless rimless glasses, he looks more like a scholar or a lawyer.

“Oh, sorry for my apologies.

As you said, I am the leader of the neon branch of “Blanche”, “Shiichi”. ”

Can’t feel the breath of majesty.

Although it may be prejudice, “Tatsuya”‘s impression of this man is that of a common intelligent revolutionary who fails because of anticlimactic.

However, in the depths of his exaggerated and narcissistic behavior, there is a certain dark abyss.

The dense madman’s breath that can be vaguely seen is very suitable for the leader of a terrorist organization who plays with people’s hearts and lives.

(Author: See you tomorrow, there will be 5 more updates!)