let go of my anne

Rengar had never opposed killing.

In fact, during his first few years of hunting, he enjoyed killing.

It's just that after killing many people, he no longer has much interest in humans who are too weak.

He only likes to collect valuable heads.

But this in no way prevented him from returning to his old career.

For those densely packed people walking through the black flames, wearing black armor, quick movements, and sharp weapons, they are barely qualified.

Rengar leaped unceremoniously, harvesting their heads one by one.

He sank his claws through the top of his head, killing him with one blow.

It's as easy as picking something out of a bag.

But those black-armored assassins who were constantly being hunted didn't seem to be aware of this situation at all. Even if sometimes their comrades died beside them, they turned a blind eye and continued to move towards the man holding the big sword. At the sharp howling man charged.

Is it because there is no light around you and you can't see?Or, are they really enforcing the order wholeheartedly, without any other distractions?

Rengar would rather be the latter, because that would give them extra points, terrible absolute execution.

Tough, brave, fearless.

Or some other praiseworthy quality, which would give Rengar some interest in this boring hunt.

But there is also a downside, it will spoil Rengar's interest a little bit.

Because those guys rushed too fast, he could only speed up, and took care of those guys who rushed too fast and might be able to give Galen a knife in a few steps.

Only then can he turn around and continue hunting those desperate successors.

"What is that?" Swain's reaction was not slow, he had already spotted Rengar when he slaughtered the second person.

But Rengar's speed, whether it was the speed of slaughter or the speed of movement, was so fast that he had no time to stop him, and could only watch his men die helplessly.

"My lord. It seems to be the kind of monster in the legend of the Freljord." Beside Swain, a guy with weird glasses looked into the darkness and said.

He can see the absolute darkness clearly, it seems to rely on his pair of glasses.

"Do you want……"

"Leave him alone." Swain shook his head, he didn't have any intention of attacking the jumping monster, he just stretched out his hand, "Our purpose is only one. To take off Galen's head."

The moment his words fell, the ordinary crow on his shoulder suddenly cried out and rushed into the absolute darkness.

toward

Rengar.

Rengar once again pierced through the head of a member of the black armor assassination team, he glanced behind him, the man pierced by thousands of arrows was still yelling.

He has no intention of leaving.

This was so fearless that Rengar couldn't help but once again had the idea of ​​storing Garen's head in his storage room.

But he was also very irritable at the same time, because if Galen didn't leave, he would have to play boring hunting games here all the time.

That's so pointless.

He needs a real exciting challenge, not cutting melons and vegetables here.

So he took off a head again and again.While yelling in the direction of Galen: "Damn it, you are still not leaving, are you waiting to die?"

Galen didn't seem to hear it at all, he was still there, encouraging more people to rush out of the flames.

But his soldiers couldn't bear it anymore. They couldn't bear that their great commander died in this inexplicable fire.

"General, let's go, you need quick treatment." A soldier who was encouraged by Galen to get up again rushed to Galen's side.He suppressed the flames that were still burning on his back, and begged.

"I'm fine." Galen shook his head.He was holding the fearless greatsword, all the muscles in his body were tense, as if he wanted to twist those dark arrows with terrifying muscle strength.

But those arrows were also terrifying, they completely resisted Galen's power, and they emitted a dark light in circles, infecting Galen's exposed muscles and skin.Inch by inch, like pollution, together with the black flames that were also eroding, they destroyed Galen's body.

"Damn it." Rengar cursed again, his perception was so powerful, he naturally heard and felt Galen's dire situation.

He really wanted to jump up.He lifted Galen away from the battlefield.

But just when he was about to do this, a dignified killing intent surged towards his vest from the boundless darkness.

This killing intent made Rengar frowned slightly.

Not afraid.

He, Rengar, was never afraid of anyone, even the ghost who had controlled him until now, and he was not afraid at all.

He just wanted to kill him.

He was just annoyed that someone dared to sneak attack him.

He hates people sneaking up on him the most.

Simply...

Overwhelmed! ! !

"Roar——" Rengar let out a low growl, and turned back to meet that bit of killing intent with his paw reaching the extreme.

"Gah—" The next moment, only a tragic cry was heard.

That bit of killing intent only touched the sharp point between Rengar's fingers and claws, and he was frightened and fled.

"Ants." Rengar sneered and looked at the killing intent that fled.

is a crow.

A mediocre crow.

The crow had now returned to his master's shoulders.

His master was looking at Rengar now.

In absolute darkness.

No one spoke.

Swain just stroked the frightened crow on his shoulder with one hand, still expressionless.

As for Rengar, he watched silently at the crippled crow-keeper with an absolutely cruel smile on his lips.

He swiped his paw fiercely between the roars.

Absolutely provocative gesture.

But he didn't shoot any more, just letting those black-armored assassins rush past him.

Because he just received new news again.

Forcing Galen away.

Use those constant streams of soldiers.

This method of using force to drive away without killing immediately reminded Rengar of a hunting skill he taught himself when he was studying with the teacher who was killed by himself.

Use driving to stimulate the wildness and instinct of the prey, so as to improve the fun of the whole hunting.

Really...

So interesting.

"Tonight, have a good time!!!" He couldn't help but growled and hid in the absolute darkness, trembling almost all over his body.

He really wanted to, couldn't wait to take off the head of the guy behind the scenes, peel off his skin inch by inch, and put it in his most advanced storage room No. [-].

Because, really...

so fun. (to be continued..)

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