Start, Unlimited Skill Tree!

The age and height are similar, and they also fell into a hard fight at first, but they still killed the opponent with a knife.

After that, he was appreciated and began to accept a higher level of flesh and blood transformation.

"what--"

But, the screams made by the compatriots for the first time, the incomparably immature voices, are different from the sounds made by the monster's blood.

Full of vitality that monsters cannot have.

It should have been full of vigor and vitality, the unique vitality of children.

Her heart ached as she watched her masked eyes lose their luster in celebration of the victory ceremony.

When I returned to the simple stone house, I saw that my sister's body was also covered with the blood of my compatriots.

This caused her to be shocked again. That night, she subconsciously washed her body with ice water countless times.

day to day--

Then beheaded with weapons, killed with hands, strangled with limbs.

He never tires until he kills a companion who lives in the same residence and treats him like a brother.

That was the worst dream ever...

There are not a few companions like her who have similar experiences.

This was the reason why they couldn't dedicate themselves to serving the Theocracy no matter what!

It is normal to be shackled and chained.

Those people never wanted to reap their allegiance.

Because they have been causing us pain.

"I'm so sorry..." He murmured softly.

Just die here.

The pain continued to the end, and I did not see happiness, but death!

When a man of all appearances walks up to a 'slave', he raises his knife and prepares to know his life.

All the slaves stared fiercely at Hassan's clone, wanting to fight...

But he couldn't pull up any strength.

Their nerves have been paralyzed by the toxin, and it is extremely difficult to even move their fingers.

"Wait... Baimao."

Just when the bright white sword light was about to fall, the curse wrist suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

"Ok?"

"There is no aura of faith on their bodies. That attire does not seem to be the existence of an enemy.

Let them live!Maybe it can be stored as a good combat power. "

The assassination sect has just started, and most of the new assassins who are being trained are zero-based people selected from the children of refugees and orphans.

It is not realistic to want to quickly form combat power.

But within the sect, what is lacking now is precisely the mid-range combat power.

Baimao looked at the cursed wrist for a while, and finally put away the blade.

To this senior, he unexpectedly seemed like a kind person.

As soon as such an idea came up, Baimao deleted it from his mind.

Do not--

What a stupid idea, how can a man who can become Hassan have boring kindness.

Or, did you see yourself from these guys?

Baimao also knew some stories about the predecessor of Curse Wrist in that era.

Without talent, he worked harder and crazily than anyone else to exercise his skills, and finally made a deal with the demon god and obtained unparalleled power.

Speaking of-

These slaves are basically half-grown children...

Baimao looked at the boy who was almost killed by him just now, but did not show the slightest fear, but his eyes were a little numb and confused.

With just one glance, he could see from the boy's body and muscles that he had a strong body that he absolutely shouldn't have at this age.

hum~——

It is indeed a good material for training as an assassin!

Since there is no belief, it is not considered a heresy that must be killed.

It can weaken the strength of the enemy and increase the strength of the religious group by the way. The first generation of adults will also approve of this behavior!

And then—