Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Taking out a sunflower seed from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, Ned Hogg recalled the seed that his sister handed over with a kind smile half a day ago.

"You want to go to the moon with that guy to start a war, right? Plant it the day you want to go, and I will come." The smile is indeed kind, but why do I feel so cold when I say this? How did you know about the Moon Wars?The news of this recruiting is currently only passed on among the high-level monsters.

"Has she been paying attention to this?"

After coming to this conclusion that made Nid Hogg look weird, he panicked... and glanced around.

"Very well, no flowers."

Have you never thought about the seeds in your arms?

Whether it is a dragon or a human, there will always be common sense mistakes...

But the top priority is where to live.

After hesitating for a moment, the young man's hair turned black, and his black eyes were instantly filled with gold.

Yan Ling. Snake!

Numerous transparent snakes that only he could see scattered from his body, and the golden pupils reflected Nidhogg's face, and then moved away.These snakes are actually a kind of biological electricity, but they also possess some biological instincts, which can disperse and explore in the air.Only insulators can stop them, but if you do encounter an insulator - just avoid it.

The most outstanding effect of this word spirit is actually electronic warfare.

Nid Hogg closed his eyes, his mind was full of images sent by the "snake".

"Snake" noticed something, and gathered in one direction excitedly.

Nid Hogg frowned on his calm face, he saw a scene that was extremely cruel to humans.

The humanoid ice sculptures had no life response, and the rotting bones had no bioelectricity left. The viscous blood seemed to smell blood, and the body of the deceased was in vain. . .

Snow girls, mountain boys, evil spirits, evil ghosts... and some monsters that Nidhogg can't name throw torches on the houses to remove the frozen human beings. flesh.

"what's the situation…"

He has been a guest of the ghost clan for a short time and knows the philosophy of the ghost clan. Although the ghost clan has been arresting humans for a long time to play the game of expelling ghosts, it is only to gain the awe of humans, and they seldom kill people, let alone massacre human villages.

This is something that is absolutely not allowed in the agreement made by the ghost clan.

The traitor of the ghost clan or Ye Luzi?There are many cases in history where human beings have degenerated into ghosts, and those called Yeluzi are generally evil ghosts.But it doesn't look like these evil spirits are like the fallen impure blood of human beings.

Anyway...save me a house!

A faint yellow light flashed on the windbreaker, and the group of snakes immediately collapsed.

……

The wretched horse of evil!

Minamoto Larimitsu had never hated this transport mount so much.

The road in Yamato is as rough as ever, and the horses are not very good. The sad speed can make people feel sick!Originally, I received the news that a group of passing merchants encountered a group of monsters. It’s fine if the goods were not kept. Only one person in the [-]-person convoy escaped by chance, and the price was that one hand disappeared...

As an exorcist samurai, Minamoto Raimitsu certainly couldn't just sit idly by and immediately brought his friends to kill him.

Minamoto Raimitsu never considered this issue as to whether he would fail. Abe Seimei, who is known as [the strongest onmyoji in history], is his close friend, and the talismans given to him are enough for him to lead his companions to escape unscathed.

However, they were excited to do justice for the sky, but they only saw a mess... At this moment, a crow should fly by to summarize the artistic conception.

—Obviously their target has been away for a long time.

Not reconciled, they used the monster-seeking talisman that is sensitive to monster aura-the target direction is there, but the horse is exhausted...

He was mentally prepared when he knew that there was a small village in the direction he was chasing. Coupled with the black smoke that could be seen from a distance, everyone's hearts were heavy to the bottom of the valley.

That was obviously not cooking smoke.

After finally seeing the village after the fire, a group of people immediately dismounted and charged. However, when the scene here caught their eyes, their hearts suddenly tightened.

The corpses of a large group of monsters fell together like this, the charming snow girl, the ferocious ghost, the wretched mountain boy... without exception, there was either a penetrating wound in the chest, or they were simply cut in half by the waist , There are various forms of death, and the expressions without exception are only frightened or dazed.The shattered corpse, the exploded skull, and the leaking internal organs were simply uncontrollable, and even a well-trained warrior like Minamoto Raimitsu couldn't help but feel numb in his heart.

The piles of corpses are almost piled up into a hill, and in the middle of this hellish scenery, there is a man holding a big sword standing there, and beside him, there is a sleeping little girl who looks like blood The blob of liquid held up, seemingly unharmed.

The silver-haired and black-clothed sword with its back facing them seemed unaware of their arrival.

But no one dared to move, because their senses were shouting: "Don't get close, don't get close, the past will die! The past will die!"

It is the fear hidden in the heart, the awe of the strong, the killing aura above ordinary human beings.

Minamoto Yorimitsu also felt this feeling in Abe Seimei, but it is definitely not so terrible!The air seemed to be congealed, the blood seemed to be compressed into a paste by the pressure, and the breathing seemed to be exhausted to maintain balance.

"Please... who is your Excellency?" Minamoto Raimiko mustered up the courage to squeeze out such a sentence.He felt that if he didn't say anything more, this overwhelming sense of oppression would collapse.

When this sentence was finished, Minamoto Raimitsu felt a burst of relief all over his body.

Obviously, that pressure was withdrawn.

He looked nervously at the black-haired young man. At this moment, even an idiot knew that the "people" in front of him slaughtered these monsters on the ground.Such a strong person, whether human or not, should be treated with awe.

Although I don't know if the child is a villager or with the man, but from her sleeping so soundly, it can be seen that the man is not a murderous madman.

Finally, the man turned around and faced Minamoto Raimiko and his party.

Too young, is he really human?Minamoto Raikou couldn't help but think so.

Even if the brows and eyes are sharp and full of heroism, even if the murderous intent of blood and fire remains on the face, it can't hide the youthful color.Minamoto Raimitsu estimated that this handsome but indifferent man was no more than twenty years old, and this was the most youthful period for a man.

You're only under twenty years old, and you have such a powerful ability, so the so-called genius can't compare to it.