You only have a few memories of Meteor Street. You didn't chase "Hunter x Hunter" back then, and you have heard about the relevant plots more or less. Although it is expected that you didn't return to Slate, you won't be able to cross again for a long time. You can only stay here first.

For this world, what you want to find is a card called "The Breath of the Archangel". It is said that it can heal all wounds. You vaguely remember that it is a game card, and specific information needs to be collected.

The first thing to do now is to leave Meteor Street.

You jumped down from a garbage dump and walked so far, you finally saw a living person, but the memories of Meteor Street are all negative, and you don't dare to go up and ask for a while.

But just because you don’t move doesn’t mean others won’t act, especially if you are clean and out of place on Meteor Street, those who see you are already ready to move, but they don’t know your strength and don’t act rashly. They are all waiting for the other party to act first and be the first tempter.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and took action.

You noticed it the moment the person in the right rear moved. The monster power perception has been opened since you got up, and you silently calculated the distance.

--almost.

You lift your left leg, turn around with your right foot as a point, and kick it hard.

The person who came was kicked straight back, pierced through the middle of one pile of garbage, and smashed hard on another pile of garbage. After a wail, he threw himself on the ground and couldn't move.

Now, some of the people hiding around gradually receded.

You continue to jump between the garbage piles, but you have no direction and can't see the way out. There is nothing but garbage here, and it is endless. You decide to arrest someone and ask.But as soon as you get close to other people, that person sneaks away very fast, and doesn't even give you time to say hello. During the period, you caught a few people, and those people saw that they couldn't sneak, and attacked when they came up, and they didn't even give you time to talk. , making you very depressed.

—Is there a normal person? !

The sky is getting darker, and you haven't found anyone who can communicate with you, so you give up helplessly and want to find a place to stay at night first.

When passing by another garbage dump, you saw a person sitting there, and when he saw your gaze, he smiled and waved to you as a greeting. It was a blond young man in purple.

You paused, walked towards him, and stood two meters away from him.

"Ah, hello." The young man smiled kindly, his green and glazed eyes were very pretty.

"Hello." You nodded back, "Do you know how to get out of here?"

"Leave, you can only leave by taking out the garbage in the airship." He pointed to you in one direction and said, "That's the way to the outside, and you'll see the airship there."

"Thank you." You thanked him and walked in the direction he indicated.

—Whether it’s right or not, let’s go and have a look first.

——It's just... It feels like he glanced at my sword twice?Is it an illusion?

You turned your head and looked back, and there was no longer any figure of the young man there.

As you go farther and farther, you still don't see the so-called periphery, which is still full of garbage.

But from a certain moment, you feel that there are more and more people behind you, until it increases to a number that you can no longer ignore.

You stopped, stood still and drew your sword.

"get out."

After waiting for a while, they still didn't move.

"I said..." The flames ignited from the soles of the feet rushed towards the surroundings violently, "Get out!"

The crowd hidden around was forced out by the scorching heat. They looked at each other and rushed towards you with their weapons.

"Who are you?" You easily dealt with the person who attacked first, the speed was too slow, and there were too many flaws in the moves, you basically kicked and fainted.

But there are more and more people jumping at you, no matter how many you kick, there will always be someone who will follow up immediately, and the further you go, the more different the level of strength of the attacking people.

These inexplicable besiegers attack you with murderous intentions in every move. The punches and weapons that are stabbed are accompanied by heavy force and an inexplicable oppressive force.

You gradually become powerless.

If you want to use high-temperature flames to force you back, they will not be afraid of burns and will persistently swing their sticks down on the sea of ​​fire; directly cripple their legs with a sword, and they can quickly crawl over and continue to attack you regardless of the wound, or take out a throwing knife Throwing it at you, you can only be destroyed with both arms.

While dodging their attacks, you have to control your strength so as not to cause fatal injuries, and you also need to pay attention to whether the fallen person has other small movements.

This kind of battle is very difficult, one side is full of worries, and the other side is trying to kill.

You want to run away, but the attacking ones are not giving you the chance.You start to feel weak, and you are in a daze. The sword you swung is too strong, and it directly cuts off a person's legs.

His screams plucked the tight strings in your mind, stinging your brain, and your movements suddenly became chaotic, allowing the attackers to seize the opening and stab you crazily.

The sharp metal cut through the skin fiercely, leaving a gully-like bloodstain, and the demon power immediately repaired the wound, but was cut open again.

The piercing pain, the denser and faster blades, the heavy pressure of killing intent, the screams in the ears...

Each one is stimulating your nerves that are on the verge of collapse, and your hand holding the sword trembles slightly.

"Pfft."

You finally miss, the tip of the sword pierces a man's heart, taking his life in an instant.

You—killed someone.

You trembled and let go, the sword and the man hit the ground heavily.

"Stop..." You murmured, your mind went blank, "Stop..."

But the blade cutting towards you still didn't stop, you knelt down on the ground, and you don't know how many times you were scratched by the sharp weapon.

The pain is getting stronger and stronger, and the demon power is constantly improving due to the repair of the heavier wound.

30%

Your body wants to fight back, but your consciousness is firmly suppressed. You dare not move anymore, afraid of killing someone by mistake again.

68%

These people are like lunatics, if they don't speak, they attack you crazily. The viscous malice and the oppression of inexplicable power have been challenging your fragile spirit.

80%

"It hurts so much..." You lay on the ground, not knowing what you were talking about, the first increase in the limit of your demon power made your spirit completely chaotic and completely collapsed.

85%

Demon power, beyond the limit.

A vortex of purple demon power violently burst out from your body, and the body suddenly changed dramatically. Spiral patterns covered the limbs, black covered platinum bit by bit from the top of the head, and the shoulder armor on the back was cracked, and something grew out.

100%

You are awakened.

Unlike the hard work of suppressing the demon power, the complete release makes the body unobstructed.Those people have already been blown far away by the monster power rampage when they awakened, and the stench of the air is mixed with the bloody smell that cannot be ignored, rushing into your nose.

You can't remember anything, you can't remember who you are, you can't remember what you are doing here.

Right now you have only one idea.

"I really want to... eat offal."

*****

*****

"Leader, I saw a superb sword today. The scabbard looks like liquid titanium." The knight smiled and said, "Would you like to go and see it with me?"

"Flowing liquid titanium ore." Kuroro closed the book in his hand and looked at the knight. "If it is real, it must be a good collection. Let's go."

"Okay, I led the owner of the sword to the group of organizations that enjoy dismembering corpses to the west. Now that I pass by, it's almost time to get the sword."

The author has something to say: It's not amnesia, when I wake up I just can't remember anything, only the instinct to eat internal organs.

Thanks to the angels who sent the nutrient solution~

Reader "Yaoyao Yunwan", irrigation nutrient solution +5

Readers "I don't know where the clouds are deep", irrigation nutrient solution +3

Reader "Maple Apricot", irrigation nutrient solution +3

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