No, You Never Watch the Plot when You Play Games!

Dawei stepped on the cultist's head to kill him directly.

Swish!

The sound of breaking the air rang in his ears, a tearing sensation came from his shoulders, and hot blood spurted out, igniting the clothes of the cultist on the ground, burning him to the point of constant struggle.

A crossbow arrow appeared on Dawei's shoulder, which was stuck in the muscles and did not move forward.

Grab the crossbow and pull it out.

The look and smell of the arrow made the knowledgeable militiamen immediately warn.

"This is a poison arrow soaked in shit!"

Now is not the time to think about it, he has to catch the archer guy!

Then screw his head off.

Turn around and look for it.

There was nothing in the direction of the arrow just shot.

Just as Dawei was searching carefully, another crossbow burst into the air, but this time Dawei had focused all his energy on this.

As soon as he turned his head, he grabbed the crossbow and saw what it was shooting.

Dawei broke the crossbow arrow in his hand.

Murderous dashed in that direction.

There was no expression on his face, as if the wound on his shoulder was nothing more than a small one.

five seconds.

He was already in the direction of the shooting.

The cultist didn't expect Dawei's speed to be so terrifying, she turned her body hard to avoid the battle blow of the battle axe.

The white snow was splashed by the battle axe.

Without a moment's pause, the next axe struck at an extremely ruthless angle.

To survive.

The cultist dodged again, but unfortunately the speed was too slow.

Dawei's attack was also too fast to dodge, and after one hit, her calf was cut off by the axe.

The pain of losing a leg.

She couldn't help but scream.

But the ruthless Dawei didn't let her go. After the slash, another of his tomahawks followed.

Hit after hit.

There was no chance for the enemy at all.

Adjust your breathing.

Cut off the cultist's head with an axe.

Bring this head to the cultist with broken limbs.

The moment the other party saw the head, he immediately stopped all insults, and he stared blankly at the head.

He didn't say a word even though the cloth was taken off his mouth.

The madness in his eyes has receded, leaving only sadness and endless pain.

"Looks like you know her."

"Beast! You bastard!"

He scolded Dawei furiously, and angered everyone with incomparably clear words.

"You killed a little girl, you don't deserve to be a man..."

The cultist couldn't speak before he finished speaking, because Dawei stomped on his face with his foot!

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, until the complete head turned into a big puddle of rotten flesh.

"idiot."

David, however, found something different.

The expressions of these villagers seemed to be pitiful.

One of the women couldn't help but say.

"This is a very young girl who looks as old as my child...I don't think you should have killed her."

"Stop... I heard right?"

"As a victim, you actually sympathize with these scumbags?"

Dawei stretched out his arm and pointed to the fallen corpse in the distance.

"Look at them, look at their dead relatives, and the villages they slaughtered, how do you feel?"

She had nothing to say.

"Don't want to avenge them, but sympathize with a perpetrator?"

The inhabitants of Karos seem to be doing very well.

There is only one possibility for this to happen.

They lived well-fed and had no existential crisis before they became this.

otherwise.

It is absolutely impossible to become like this.

It may also be that the game itself is faulty, or it may be crazy.

Chapter 62 Common Surnames

Although these guys are virgin and outrageous.

But Dawei didn't leave them alone because of that woman's outrageous remarks and their boring sympathy.

He is not a good person, but he also understands the consequences of putting these guys here.

and.

There seems to be something wrong with that cultist.

After being killed, it has been exuding a floral fragrance.

It seems that it is not a human race, or has some strange lineage. There are races in the game that can cause others' sympathy and maternal love to overflow.

Call everyone and have them move with the scorched grains and the rations on the cultists.

Pull up the cart and go to the back to prevent anyone from being left behind.

Kill any beast that comes close.

Stop and go along the way, and finally send them to a nearby village.

"stop!"

"Wait! Ryder! They're old people and kids, don't point guns at them."

When the militiamen at the gate of the village saw these old and weak women and children, they immediately issued a warning, but they were quickly stopped by their companions.

But soon they took up arms nervously again.

Just because David, who was at the back of the team, walked in front of them.

This behemoth with a height of two meters has extremely thick arms and an extremely coordinated body structure. He wears a hat and has no expression on his face, but his body is full of predatory temperament.

His eyes were so sharp that he would be scared to look at him.

. He also wears two rough short-handled battle axes on his waist, with a small amount of red blood remaining on them.

"who are you!"

The militia immediately closed the door.

They stood behind the fence with their stools and asked loudly.

Another militiaman also ran to the center of the village at a very fast speed and rang the bell in the center to notify all the armed forces to come and gather.

"David Gnaz."

In another world, it would be very unprofessional to have only one name.

If you add his original surname, it will become very inconsistent.

So create a surname directly, and add it so that there is no sense of disobedience.

And Gnaz's surname is to change his original surname into Pinyin and then reverse it to English.

"Orange cat?"

This pronunciation is very similar to the orange cat in their language.

As if he heard something extraordinary, an old man stuck his head out to watch the excitement, but he saw the huge David and said subconsciously.

"Fuck, what a big one."

But he quickly gave up.

He coughed to relieve the embarrassment, and explained again.

"There is a cat in the surname. It should be someone from Ola. How can you bring so many children and women?"

"Let them speak to you for themselves."

Da-wei has no interest in recounting the incident, so he points at the militia captain.

The other party came out, explained everything he had encountered, and told everything about what the cultists had done.

The people of the village sympathized with them.