Not being human in Ghost Slayer: Blade

Originally, because of his strength at the moment, the so-called ghost killers were nothing more than that, and the fearless ghosts who could only flee in embarrassment when they charged were instantly beaten.

And watching this scene, Tong Mo in the distance...he felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

Ever since he felt the existence of "emotions" through the innocent cells in his body, he was more and more able to experience the emotions that existed in his body and brought about by another existence.

Such scenes... the more the better!

He doesn't understand joy, he doesn't fear pain, he doesn't care about life, he doesn't care about death, he doesn't know what love is, and there is no hate, even if his parents die in front of him, he doesn't move, and he wants to find something to fill his heart. Empty 'feelings'.

How to describe such a guy?

Anyway, after realizing this, even Wu Mi was moved. After cruel torture and confirmation, he finally made such a plan to give him this twisted thing made up of consumables to play with.

These are consumables destined to die, and only they themselves are ignorant and cheer for the so-called power.

"Not enough... not enough..." Not only Tong Mo, flushed, holding his cheeks with his hands, but also a ghost standing not far away, with a strange tone as if high: "More! Give me more !"

Wearing a black dress, with short and medium-length black hair well-groomed, he is usually a serious and handsome young man, a young fresh meat belonging to the abstinence department, young, but without any feeling of frivolity.

However, this kind of him has extremely distorted values.

The pain of others makes him happy, especially "the same kind", such a short period of time, such a small area, such intense pain, being shot, burned by light, twisted into meat paste, thrown by impact, trampled into Oddly shaped, surrounded by...

"It's, it's terrible!...Ha...haha...hahahahahaha...."

The newly promoted Twelve Ghost Moons, one of the last strings, Nightmare.

Huo Sui was promoted from many supernatural ghosts, shared Wu Mi's generous blood endowment, and was even another key figure in this operation no less than Tong Mo.

All present.

In the arena, bombs, landmines, and a tight lockline composed of firepower nets greeted the surprise attack, as well as even more terrifying killing weapons aimed at ghosts.

Looking at this pleasing scene, although he had no plan to keep so many consumables alive, Tong Mo was still looking forward to it from the bottom of his heart, hoping that the guy who brought him "feelings" would bring him more thing.

So he gave orders to several evil spirits who were wandering around the battlefield and looked different from cannon fodder.

"You guys, go too, but don't let him run away."

Many evil spirits with words in their eyes hesitated a little when they heard the words. At that moment, they subconsciously covered their figures with nearby shelters, so they could continue to see the scene of the battlefield.

Those were countless figures rolling and crying on the ground and turning into ashes to die, refreshing their perception of their own immortality in an instant.

I finally understood why the lord would use such a large number of ghosts to fight.

I also understand my own position, and there can be no more consumables that consume the enemy's physical strength.

"Oh~ I'm not obedient~"

With joyful laughter, he pointed at one of them with the iron fan in his hand,

"So, is he scarier than me?"

In whispers that seemed to be puzzled, Kabun, Kabun's, suddenly condensed ice crystals would directly freeze the evil ghosts that reached the level of the twelve ghost moons, freezing together with fear and despair. Of course, it is spring now, such a large piece of ice It will also melt away, um, probably by tomorrow morning.

Tong Dashan does not kill ghosts, because he is a great benevolent person.

As if thinking of something interesting, Tong Mo laughed happily.

"..."

In the silent silence, the new lower six strings, no, there are only five left, and they fled this place one after another, with great despair, they cast their respective blood ghost techniques.

Yet someone is faster than them.

"It's interesting, interesting, really interesting!" Before the new round of flash bombs was thrown, the half-day dog ​​avatar Moyuguike waved its fan, and without leaving the shelter, it kept blowing hurricanes over the battlefield, disrupting the throwing of the projectiles. cast.

Not only that, but Kongxi and Jinu have brought into full play the power of their long-range blood ghost technique, and they have mastered the essentials of firepower coverage in modern warfare without a teacher.

For a while, many evil spirits saw hope.

Galaxy feels....very bad.

"Where are my teammates, isn't a happy man worthy of having teammates?"

"Although I didn't count on my teammates when I came out this time, after all, with their personalities, as long as they assign people to attack innocent people, they can contain them in minutes... If you want to develop and want 'peace', you can only rely on them." I fought for it myself, I am such a self-reliant person..."

Sighing softly, once he changed his plan to run away, if he didn't hurt the enemy, the guerrilla would turn into a rout, and this 'strike' was the most important thing.

The steel giant suddenly stopped from the charging posture, but the evil spirits charged even more. Soon they could be seen from the frog-view screen, and they could hear each other's voices.

"Good evening everyone." Yinhe greeted very politely: "It's a big night, so enthusiastic, is my head really that attractive?"

"What is he saying?"

"Chop Suey, after killing so many of us, you're finally exhausted!"

"Don't let him catch his breath, let's go together!"

"Come on!"

I don't know where they got out, probably they relied on their own abilities to escape the explosive ultraviolet flash bombs before. Artificial ultraviolet light is not good at this point. It is not as strong and powerful as the vast and inexhaustible energy of the sun. .

Thinking this way, he took a transformation pose, and Yinhe activated another big killer!

The decorative head begins to deform, peeling off the surface to reveal a convex quartz mirror structure, while the neck begins to elongate, so long that it stands like a lamppost.

"Friend, let's find out about the artificial sun."

Under heaven!

Above the street lights!

Let the light shine!

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ps: People who came in staring at my ass, I can give you everything you want. Go find it, at the end of the endless sea, everything in this world is there!

Snapped!

What the fuck am I talking about...

Well (￣△￣;)

Thank you for your support, bow!

Chapter 62 Dawn quietly crosses the sky

Bending down, bowing, the body is like a bow and arrow stretched tight, and it will be shot out in the next moment.

"Breath of the Wind, One-Shaped Dust Whirlwind, Slash"

Accompanied by a powerful shock wave, the body crawled close to the ground with a speed like the wind.

The moment the enemy noticed it, the light green blade left a straight trace of forgiveness in the air, sinking into the ghost's jaw from the side.

Then penetrated.

The bones are hard, but the exquisite sword skills pass through the gap in an instant. Compared with the dog thieves with red scarves, these ghosts are so cute no matter how they look.

At that moment, the bloodshot eyes and the evil spirit looked at each other, seeing the horror and coldness in each other's eyes.

"monster...."

In the next second, the ghost's body fell down, and the stench of the monster's blood boiled because of the sun blade did not dissipate for a moment, but began to turn into fly ash bit by bit.

No need for the police to wash the ground.

"Monster? That's really the best compliment to me!" Undead Kawa Minami had a ferocious smile on his face, with white teeth.

He is not the type taught by the trainer in the other ghost killing teams, but kills ghosts by himself very early, using the special feature of 'thin blood', arming himself with a large number of knives, fighting ghosts and catching them Then wipe it out with sunlight.

From the very beginning, the scars on his body were left by the fighting habits that he had cultivated in his fights.

"I won't let you take anything away!"

In the whisper, the knife was out of its sheath.

But he already has nothing.

In the darkness, the blades of various colors kept whistling in low tones. The sounds of flesh and blood being cut were actually similar, and so was the sound of corpses falling to the ground.

This night has been long enough, but it will continue.

......

As an outsider, the galaxy does not feel any obligation to this world.

Be it a human or a ghost, to be honest, he sometimes thinks irresponsibly, it doesn’t have to be anyone’s fault, flowers can make all women shine, can’t they?

But after all, he has made a choice, and he will carry it out firmly.

"Besides, children are the most precious treasures of human beings. The heaviest crime in the world is the act of harming these most precious treasures. So, scum, are you ready to be burned by light?"

In the lamppost-like neck is an artificial muscle with an electric eel-like structure, consisting of 6000-10000 muscle slices regularly arranged, separated by pure ice sheets, which are responsible for cooling and insulation.Each thin slice of muscle is like a small battery, which can generate a limited voltage, but nearly [-] "small batteries" connected in series can generate a high voltage, enough to drive most electrical appliances.

Why so much trouble?

Because energy related to Galaxy's knowledge blind spot, he couldn't figure out a portable power supply for a while.

And such a considerable amount of power is for this scene.

Xenon has considerable reserves in the air, but the content is extremely low, about 90ppm. Galaxy has spent a lot of effort to filter out a little bit. The biggest difficulty in using cell permeable membranes is the problem of anesthetizing the whole person with xenon mixed with oxygen. Oxygen is insufficient. He couldn't control his body, and was tortured unnecessarily.

But in the end, he got this rare gas.

Because xenon has an almost continuous spectrum, it can produce bright white light similar to sunlight under the action of high-voltage arc discharge. This long-arc xenon lamp is commonly known as "artificial little sun".

It was the light that made the monster tremble.

"go to hell!"

Step by step, towards the direction where Tong Mo was in memory, Yinhe chased after him.

The torrent of light that fell from the sky... The incomprehensible scene made Nightmare's body hiding in the gutter start to tremble, and screamed in disbelief: "What the hell is that..."

What is it that combines coal powder cloud bombs, metal magnesium flash bombs, orangutan scarlet iron fragmentation grenades, incendiary rockets, drill bit wind tunnel tornadoes, ultraviolet irradiation devices, and artificial suns?

Understandable misfortune and pain are pleasures, but incomprehensible, one cannot even hear the wailing, and dare not even look at the existence of everything under that light——

There is no pleasure at all.

"Unforgivable!"

Roaring angrily, he stretched out a hand recklessly, even though the reflective ice crystals that Tong Mo attached to it with a bright smile still caused that hand to fester slowly, Nightmare roared out words that were absolutely different from those in the past :

"Falling into an inescapable dream—"

"—Go to sleep!"

The latter sentence came out in a low voice with the mouth open:

Blood Ghost Art · Enforced Drowsiness and Hypnotic Whispers

The Iron Giant's footsteps stopped, no matter what kind of creature it was, as long as there was sleep, it was an absolute weakness for Nightmare.

"Good boy, well done."

With a wave of the iron fan, Nightmare's right hand was severed. Tong Mo had a bright and distorted smile on his face,

"But why is the light still there?"

"I don't know, he should have already fallen asleep. In this case, I can't invade his dream, the 'rope of dream' will be burned...I..."

The rope of dreams is a special rope made by nightmares, which has the special ability to invade the dreams of people tied by the rope.But if the rope is broken, the dream invader who is not the dream owner will lose consciousness forever.

"Oh~" Tong Mo suddenly showed an expectant smile, "In other words, it's a one-way street."

"Yes, my lord. There is a "spiritual core" in the unconscious domain of the dream master. If the core is destroyed, the dream master will lose consciousness and become a useless person. Even if he is killed, he will not have any resistance. Our 'capture' is complete, but if the owner of the dream has a strong sense of self, the intruder is likely to resonate with it and be affected by it in turn, in that case..."

"give me."

"What?" Startled, Nightmare raised her head to look at Tong Mo; "My lord!"

"I said...give it to me." The golden iron fan slapped Nightmare's neck, and a head rolled off, with surprise on his face, Tong Mo held it up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more charming.

"I'm curious, so give it to me."

A dream is a reflection of a person's heart.

What kind of desire in your heart gave birth to such a terrible Bayel?

"However, it's still too dangerous, let these consumables continue to contribute a little power." The colorful eyes seem to see many things that ordinary people can't see, and the floating figures are drawn by the ropes frozen in it, towards Going with the motionless Milky Way.