However, I refuse!

A huge ice cone fell from the sky, and Leonai even blocked Numa Seka's attempt to dodge. He couldn't give them any time to react when dealing with the 'foreigners'.

"...Skill Card - Time Stop!"

Seeing this, Numa Seka took out a card from his pocket and crushed it instantly.

In an instant, the whole world turned gray, and in this world, everything except the user would be frozen there.

"Damn.. I didn't expect Esdeth to use the avalanche directly. As expected of a combat madman, he can think of such a way to die together... Cough cough cough, if I didn't react quickly and use Shangri-La to escape, I'm afraid it would have been a long time ago. died right there."

Numa Seka looked at the two people who had been frozen there in shock, and then glanced at the ice pick that was about to fall, resisting the pain in his chest, he and Esdeth quickly distanced themselves, After all, the opponent also has the ability to freeze time. He doesn't know the effect of the two time abilities colliding together, and he doesn't want to try it out. He doesn't want to be a fool.

"I have to admit that you have more experience in marching and fighting than I do...but you guys are just plot characters after all...it's just written."

"Now that I think about it, I was right when I exchanged the skill card for the Bone King World. Although the cheap one was a one-time purchase, it only lasted ten seconds, but it was enough."

Numa Seka glanced around at Esdeth and Leone who were present, and said viciously: "The traverser of the empire...Okay, very good, I have to admit that you have successfully caught my attention... Do you think you are invincible with the help of Estes and Leonai? I want to let you know what happened to Kami who angered New World..."

Numa Seka was furious. He felt that he had never been so embarrassed, and now he believed that the people who created all this were instigated by the traversers hidden in that empire.

"Purple of the Hermit!"

With Numa Seka's soft drink, purple vines appeared from his right hand, and then pierced into Leonai's brain in an instant, and the thorny vines in his left hand directly reflected on the ice wall created by Esdeth .

"Since Leonai, you have come into contact with that reincarnation recently, then I will use your memory as a blueprint to write down who that time traveler is..."

Immediately afterwards, the pattern reflected in the ice wall began to change, from a wide and fat person at the beginning to a very thin guy wearing a blue and white hospital gown.

"Replacing Minister Ernest... Such a weakling dares to provoke me!"

Numa Seka's eyes began to emit a strange dark red, not only about the name of the person replaced by the reincarnation, but also about the original name of the person in front of him.

"Who gave you the guts!"

Numa Seka opened the notebook in his hand and bit his own finger: "A mere weak chicken who replaces the character in the early stage dares to disturb my plan... just let you try the way of dying from heart paralysis .The reincarnation——Li Hao!"

Don——

But just as he was about to write down the names he saw in his notebook, an ominous premonition emerged from the bottom of Numa Seka's heart.

He raised his head subconsciously, and found that the ice wall reflected Esdeth's pupils, and a pink figure in her pupils was looking at him, and then kept zooming in...zooming...

Damn!

As if confirming his thoughts, a familiar voice came from his mind in the next second.

"You...you mentioned Li Hao just now, right?"

Chapter 170 Seven Killing Myths (1)

The third bomb, the loser eats the dust.

Once someone traces the name "Li Hao" and is perceived in any way by someone with the 'Queen of Ceramics' attached to it, then this person will explode from within, silently.

Then it will go back to an hour ago without memory, except... the person who is possessed can detect it, and others will not notice it at all.

And those who are doomed to be killed after an hour will still be killed, because the 'Porcelain Queen' has written your death on fate..

Kaka-

The carving knife accidentally cut his finger, and quietly watched the blood dripping down on the mask he was carving. As for Li Hao himself, he seemed to have not noticed that he was scratched, and looked at the mask with dull eyes. The bright moon outside the window.

"Have you avoided the fate of mortal death... So I have returned to an hour ago... Hehe, good job, Miss Leone, I will treat you to a drink later."

The corners of Li Hao's mouth twitched slightly and he said to himself, although there was obviously no one in front of him, maybe other people would think he was a schizophrenic when they saw him like this.

"It's almost time, it's time to start..."

Li Hao glanced at the time, then removed the appearance of the substitute character, Minister Ernest, and changed back to the emaciated state of fighting in blue and white hospital clothes, and the pistol named "Whisper" appeared on his hand.

He picked up the mask in his hand and looked it over carefully: "It seems that there is still a little sense of art..."

Then Li Hao slowly opened the sides of the tightly closed mouth on the mask with a carving knife, and then embellished it with his own blood, as if adding a little emotion to this calm and ordinary mask.

"Laugh, everyone is watching~, because... this will be a perfect performance... beheading Zanke... Hahaha, hahahahaha."

Li Hao laughed wildly and put the mask on, and then came to the front of the mirror. This is an oval mirror. His appearance at this time is reflected in the mirror. The pupils in the hollowed-out pupils began to dilate continuously, pitch black. The pair of eyes and the mask on the face make people feel shuddering.

boom--

Li Hao pulled the trigger of Whisper with his right hand, and the bullet hit the lower left corner of the mirror heavily.An abrupt voice slowly sounded from his mind.

"The author's title is activated—loading."

"Let's play a game, reincarnation of the palace, guess who I am? Hahaha, hahahaha."

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At night, the moon sprinkles silver-white moonlight on the ground. Under this silver light, the originally powerful empire looks even more luxurious. From the outside, it looks like a perfect country, but it is such a perfect country. Every household in this country shuts its door firmly.

There is a little fog on the silent street. Although the fog is not thick and very thin, it seems to add a little fear to the mysterious night scene.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

A gorgeously dressed young man roared. Judging from the horrifying wounds on his body, it was obvious that he had experienced something horrible just now. Looking back, he could even see a trail of blood.

But no matter how much he beats, no one pays attention to him, and even the louder he yells, he wants to attract people around him and make them realize that he needs help at this time, but...

"Hahahahaha, cry, struggle... I beheaded Zanke because I like to see you running away like this. This kind of despair is really wonderful..."

Zanke's figure slowly came out of the mist, he enjoyed the wailing sounds they made when chasing their prey, this sound was more beautiful to his ears than a woman's groaning , from despair to final powerlessness, then he gave a certain hope of escape, and finally fell into despair.

It's perfect!

Zanke felt that the mission given by the empire was too suitable for his own taste, it was tailor-made for him!

"You...you don't come here! I tell you! This is the empire! You will be punished! Zanke, you will die! You will be executed in the most cruel way!"

The blood-soaked young man supported his broken body and fell to the ground and kept retreating. The horror and despair in his eyes filled his heart.

"Oh? Die badly? Empire? Hahahahahahahaha."

Hearing this, Zanke looked at the prey in front of him jokingly.

He wanted to laugh, no!He has already laughed out, is this already the hundredsth person?They all think that the empire will help them, but they don't know that the person who created all this is actually the empire!It's the Empire that wants you guys dead, and now... curse him with words like that now?No, I'm not immune to jokes like that.

"No one can execute me! Not even the empire!"

Because from the very beginning, he was ordered to kill, and there was no sanction at all.

"Open the door! Open the door quickly! Is there anyone!? Is there anyone!? Brother, aren't you at home? Brother! Who... whoever comes to save me, even, even if you can notify the Imperial Guard, hurry... Hurry up what!"

The young man kept yelling, but it was obvious that no one would come out to help him at this time, because everyone didn't want to cause trouble to themselves.This is human beings... Even close friends, once a disaster occurs, they will all fly away separately.

"For..why..."

"Poor little guy~, don't you understand? In this empire... no one will help you..."

Zanke walked over slowly with a two-handed broadsword in his hand, and the ring in his hand seemed to have some kind of magical power to absorb the blood on the ground.

Who can help me!Who will sanction Zanke.. anyone can!

The young man trembled, watching the two-handed broadsword gradually approaching, almost thinking in his mind that he would be brutally killed by him next...

No!He's young and he doesn't want to die..!

"Hmph ↑ hum ↑ hum ↓ hum ↓——"

But when the young man was in despair, a man in a blue and white hospital suit suddenly appeared behind him, wearing a strange mask and humming a strange voice.

Savior!

This is the only thought in the young man's mind, no matter who he is, as long as he can kill Zanke, the killer who has ravaged the empire in front of him.

"Oh, oh? It's not Tegushi... Then he must be a 'stranger' if he came out so late..."

Zanke looked at the guy who appeared silently, and the smile on his face reached its peak again.Because instead of torturing these civilians, he wanted to torture those proud 'foreigners', and the feeling of stepping on their arrogance was much more comfortable than these civilians.

"..."

"Take me away, take me to the Imperial Guard, there must be someone who can deal with Zanke! Quick!"

The young man didn't care whether the other party was a 'foreigner' or not, and crawled towards this masked man with all his strength. This was his only hope of survival.

"...You know? Zanke, you are completely insulting the word killing...It's too low, it's a waste..."

The masked man in front of him spoke contemptuously.

"Hehe, what do you mean, you can let me see a more pleasant killing?" Zanke laughed.

"Of course!"

The masked man's words were as sure as a heavy bass. He looked at the terrified young man through the double holes in the mask: "Because art... comes from fear, and you only discovered the surface... "

He lowered his body slowly, his right hand moved to the young nose with a little blood from his wound.

"Smell it?..."

"what.."

"The taste of blood.."

"..."

The young man nodded, at this moment he had entered a state of extreme confusion.

"So, do you want this smell to appear on Zanke?"

miss you!

The young man nodded frantically, he wanted Zanke to die!The scourge of the empire died in the most brutal way.Because only in this way can he survive.

"Very good..." The masked man nodded, and then he walked in front of the young man: "Now you can go...I will accept this commission."

So lucky!

The young man stood up kneeling and crawling. Even though the wounds on his body were horrific, the belief in living became his strength in an instant. He didn't know the origin of this masked man. It didn't matter to him, as long as he could To survive, it doesn't matter what the process is.

He fled quickly, and an inexplicable emotion made him want to laugh.

because!

He survived!Hahahahaha, he survived beheading Zank! tm this can blow for a year!

boom--

"......"

At this moment, the young man's expression suddenly froze on his face, because he saw a brilliant light extending towards the horizon, and it gradually disappeared after half a second.

What a nice view..

The young man lowered his head, he wanted to see where the light came from...but his body began to get heavier, and what was introduced into his vision was a huge hole, and behind the hole, the masked figure The gun in the man's hand was still smoking.

dead? ...it turns out I'm already dead...

puff-

The young man fell heavily to the ground.

And the last thing he heard in his mind was a "whisper" from the devil...

"My clients always want the best from me.. But, this requires a little, a deposit... Like, let the fragrance spread.. so that I can fulfill your wish well."

ka ka ka-

The bullets are reloaded quickly.

The masked man's gaze was like a torch, and he looked at the beheaded Zanke.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is 'Hao', the person who came to kill you, and at the same time... also a..."

"'The Stranger'."

Chapter 170 Eight Visions (2)

It really is a stranger!

"Hahahaha, is this your 'killing'?"

Zanke looked at the dead young man, laughed loudly and said, "Without a trace of mourning, how can this be regarded as 'killing', the self-righteous 'foreigner' thought he had understood the true meaning of 'killing', I thought What a show it will be. Hahaha."

A layman, it is too a layman!The real killing should be heart-piercing screams and wailing, it would be even better if it was accompanied by begging, because he would sternly reject them.

"Em~, maybe it shouldn't be called 'killing', it should be called 'art'..."