24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"We are, Jack."

Little girls walked out of the fog one after another. Their clothes were in tatters and their faces were withered. They were like undead spirits, exuding a curse of resentment.

"We are the Rippers without a name."

Finally, a little girl with a normal appearance, silver hair, and too cute to be true walked out from behind all the undead children.

Horror, horror, horror.

Weird, weird, weird.

Thriller, thriller, thriller.

Surrounded by so many children who died in miserable conditions, even the King of Conquerors could not bear it. His momentum was unsustainable and he took a step back with some difficulty.

"The resentment of tens of thousands of babies who were abandoned and died right after birth? This is not a curse that can be overcome with a smile..."

Iskandar smiled with difficulty and was ready to launch his king's army.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to use the army to deal with a group of children, in order to have a hearty war with Darius III, there is nothing that can be done.

"us."

"Jack."

"Hungry, so hungry."

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to be warm, I want to be warm."

"Go back to your mother's arms, but you will be scolded."

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee."

The undead children began to make noises one after another, as if a feast was about to begin at the next moment.

"Dark Mist City"

This is a barrier treasure phantom owned by Jack, and because he was in the foggy city, countless resentful babies entrenched in the dark side of the city entered Jack's body, strengthening this Noble Phantasm that was originally only C-level to B-level. Degree.

Although it is not as foul as the conquering king's army, it is already a difficult situation that ordinary heroic spirits cannot solve.

In the BB live broadcast room, a nervous Webbert saw the audience's reaction to the appearance of Jack the Ripper.

"It's... too scary. So many children are actually heroic spirits?"

"It seems that all the ghost babies here are the so-called Jack the Ripper. Are the so-called murderers actually these innocent children?"

"No, that's not right. They should be a collection of babies who are not even allowed to be born. They are the embodiment of the dark side of the foggy city. The reason why they are named after Jack the Ripper is because this is the only one that no one wants to admit. A name that suits them, nameless souls without any codenames."

"Little Jack is so cute. Who would abandon such a cute daughter!"

"Hug little Jack, we will adopt you!"

"Don't brag about the people upstairs. This is the aggregate of the resentment of tens of thousands of babies. On the surface, it looks cute, but in fact, the cursed power contained in the sulfur mist around her can easily kill ordinary people! "

121. Cruel Angel’s Action Plan

In front of a solitary manor on the outskirts of the foggy city, thick fog completely enveloped the place. The dead trees and corroded fences exuded a gloomy atmosphere. From time to time, the commotion of unknown creatures came from the surroundings, which made people feel cold on their hands and feet.

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And right at the entrance of the manor, Jack the Ripper was confronting the conquering king Iskandar.

"Magician's heart, delicious, want to eat."

Looking up to the second floor of the two-story villa, little Jack had a longing expression on his face.

"Hey, that's not something a kid should eat."

Iskandar said solemnly, if he activated the King's Army here, Webbert's magic circuit would probably be severely damaged.

Using an EX-level barrier treasure requires a lot of magic power, and even using a command spell requires more than one command spell.

"But the Jacks are hungry because no one wants us without magic."

Little Jack's words were a little confusing, but the sad truth could still be heard from them.

She is a collection of tens of thousands of ghost babies. In order to maintain such a huge body, she must consume a large amount of magic power every day.

At present, no one dares to sign a contract with an extreme anti-hero like Jack the Ripper, because such behavior is almost the same as courting death.

The resentment of these children is not something a magician can bear. Unless he has the consciousness to sacrifice himself, who can feed the Jacks?

"A magician's heart can't satisfy you, right? So what are you going to eat before that?"

Iskandar blocked the entrance to the manor, trying to delay as much time as possible.

It would be unwise to fight a group of heroic spirits like Jack the Ripper here. If he could buy enough time, he believed that Mordred would definitely come over.

From the King of Conqueror's point of view, that Mordred is a sex maniac. If she sees someone having sex so close to the Fog City, she will definitely run over excitedly.

Seeing that others have friends to fight with but not himself, Mordred might as well die.

"There are many magicians who want to catch Jack, and they are delicious."

Jack seemed to be quite interested in this question, and she counted it with her slender fingers.

"The ugly thing that crawled out of the ground is very hard, but also delicious."

"There are also offerings sent by well-wishers, but they are often not enough to eat...the taste is just average."

She said the scariest things in the most innocent words. It was as if this little girl was just talking about which cookies were more delicious, and which life was more delicious.

Hidden under that cute face is the bloodiest scene in the dark side of the foggy city. Just thinking about Jacks running and jumping in the fog, playing with each other, and then naturally preying on humans, watching the BB live broadcast room The viewers of the scene were in a state of disgust.

"Magician... Sure enough, some people are trying to capture Jack the Ripper or sign a contract with her, but all of them are eaten by the little Jacks without exception."

"What she just said, [the ugly monster crawling out from the ground], could it be the monster that emerged from the Black Gate... No wonder there are almost no Black Gate monsters that emerge from the ground irregularly in Fog City. They were all killed by Jack the Ripper." Intercepted and then ate it!"

"Oh my God, what kind of dark knight is this? It turns out that the reason why our foggy city doesn't have monsters eating people every day like other cities is because there are little Jacks who are secretly cleaning up the monsters!?"

"Little Jack, he is just like a little angel!"

"Wait...someone would send sacrifices to Jack the Ripper? That means there are forces in the human race that are aware of the existence of little Jacks, and are still raising these evil spirits!"

Jack the Ripper's confessional experience has shaken the hearts of humans who have learned about the dark side of the world, especially the residents of the Twist City. They are not only glad that they did not meet Little Jack, but they must also thank Little Jack for harvesting the Twist City. Monsters emerging from the ground, this is really an anti-hero that makes people feel entangled.

Some people are afraid of Jack the Ripper's bloodthirsty, while others are grateful to Jack the Ripper for killing monsters. Some people have done too many bad things and are afraid of being knocked on the door by ghosts. Some people think that little Jack only attacks beings with magical powers. Don't worry about yourself.

"No wonder your level is so high. It turns out you have a monopoly on monsters in a big city..."

Iskandar looked at little Jack, and through Webbert's information, he already knew the current level of the Assassin in front of him.

A full level 45, much higher than a level 1 rookie like him.

Although the outcome of the battle does not entirely depend on the level, the upper limit of magic power, upper limit of physical strength, and the limit of the expansion of the Noble Phantasm will be affected by the level.

For example, when Iskandar has sufficient magic power, he can release the power of the King's Army and summon all the subordinates who have followed him in history. However, when there is a shortage of magic power, he can only resort to the next best thing and summon the most elite ones. Corps.

In fact, there is no difference between the two when fighting ordinary heroic spirits. They are just crushed by thousands of horses galloping.

But if they were to face Darius III's undead army, this would be a difference that would affect the outcome of the war.

"Monopoly...? This word is so complicated that Jacks can't understand it."

"But Jacks, they're all hungry, so they need to eat."

"Please get out of the way, big brother who is very strong."

"You are not the opponent of Jacks."

"Let's...eat the magician inside."

Little Jack jumped back, and his figure immediately disappeared into the mist.

However, these undead children in front of them did not leave. They talked to each other, and at the same time they were approaching, as if they were about to swarm up and tear everything in front of them to pieces in the next moment.

"This is not a good idea. How could I hand over the Master to you?"

"Although using an army to deal with children is a failure for a king, there seems to be no other option in this situation."

"Come out, my..."

Seeing that the negotiations broke down in an instant, and Jack the Ripper was about to riot, Iskandar's eyes darkened and he was about to deploy his Barrier Phantasm.

But just when the scorching sunshine and the desolate desert were about to appear and disperse the fog in the night, something unexpected happened.

"Sniff... sniff..."

"It smells like sacrifice, a lot of fresh blood."

"More than a magician's heart, but plenty, enough for the Jacks."

"That's great, that's great. Jack doesn't want to fight with his big brother because Jack might die."

"Then let's go, okay, Jack?"

The undead children seemed to smell something, excitedly discussed with each other, and temporarily stopped their attack on the manor.

This scene made Iskandar stunned for a moment, and he stopped unfolding the inherent barrier.

"It seems that we have enough food today..."

"That's it, big brother who is very tall."

"Little Jacks, it's time to go home for dinner."

Stepping out of Iskandar's back, Little Jack slowly retreated with a dagger in his hand.

It turns out that she has reached a very fatal position. If nothing happens, the Conqueror King may really suffer a big loss.

The thick fog receded in an unscientific way, and the figures of Little Jack and Jacks dissipated like mist when blown by the wind. In the end, only Iskandar's huge body was left in this suburban manor, somewhat confused and stagnant.

"What kind of trouble is this?"

He said a little confused.

That Assassin suddenly came to attack without warning, and then suddenly retreated when he had the advantage. From the perspective of the Conqueror King, it was completely incomprehensible.

"Are they... gone?"

Through the magic corridor that comes with the command spell, Webbert asked Iskandar with some uncertainty.

The scene in the BB live broadcast room has ended. Logically speaking, this incident should have come to an end.

But because BB had also engaged in this kind of feint shot design, Webbert still cautiously confirmed the authenticity of the outside situation with his heroic spirit.