Not being human in Ghost Slayer: Blade

The tired and gloomy face was slightly sick.

"If you can't escape, neither can they. The bond is unbreakable."

Yinhe shook his head: "I am obsessed with obsession, lost my mind, you still remember when your parents were dying..."

The extremely sharp spider webs cut through the air, leaving a string of mournful traces in the icy cold wind of winter night, screaming!

Empty!

His eyes were gloomy, his pupils constricted, and he stared tiredly and coldly at Galaxy, whose body had fallen backwards.

Like a hasty fall, his body sank against the swaying spider webs, a shallow bloodstain appeared on the exposed skin, and then recovered immediately.

"Angry? It's a terrifying murderous look, but being angry means that you still have something with a 'heart', can you really not remember?"

The killing intent came again, and Yinhe's fallen body suddenly spun in mid-air. The moment he landed, he supported his body that was about to lose its center of gravity with one hand, jumped up again, and twisted into an anti-human posture in mid-air.

The two figures crossed each other in an instant, and the pungent smell of blood penetrated into Yinhe's nostrils, which were fully perceptive, making his smile even colder.

Looking at him tiredly and coldly, he said every word: "I changed my mind, go to hell!"

With a flick of five fingers, the blood-colored threads interweave into a net, stabbing fiercely toward the Milky Way passing by!

"Blood Ghost Art Kill Muku?/p>

It is wrapped around the hand like a flower rope, but it is a ruthless move that restrains the enemy in all directions, catches it and then strangles it in one breath.

Tired even injected ghost blood into the silk thread, improving the hardness and sharpness in all aspects.

The act regardless of the cost was because he was almost driven mad by the anger and violence in his chest that could not be vented.

He couldn't accept that his home, his family, his fetters, he even dared to mention that matter... There is something fleeting in the dust of memory, the heartache is so painful that he can't breathe, this pain , who inflict such pain upon themselves!

It's not even a powerful ghost, it's a small bug that can be easily shredded!

Regardless of everything, he will completely turn that damned thing into a mass of rotten meat in the next second!

There is nowhere to run!

Too fast, too big, and the evasion range is too small. If you want to break through forcefully, these spider silks are too strong.

Yinhe sighed inwardly: Coach, I also want to 'explode blood', coach!

However, it didn't, and it's hard to say whether that thing will explode with itself.

It seems that no matter how you look at it, it will end up in pieces?

Yinhe closed his eyes tightly, smiled helplessly at the corners of his mouth, clenched his arms into fists, advanced instead of retreating, and began to charge towards the boy.

A weird posture, spinning and rushing!

The four hair tentacles waved, constantly colliding with the bloody threads that strangled him, breaking, shattering, regenerating, and crushing... Then the skin, muscles, and bones, until finally, the Milky Way that was close to Tired was already boneless.

The moonlight was hidden in the dark clouds, and the monsters were fighting without any rules. In the darkness, there were crazy smiles on the corners of each other's mouths.

go ahead!

No one has returned!

Muscles crumbled from too much use, but shredded before that.

When the inevitable shattering came, the galaxy closed its eyes, and the flying spider silk suddenly stagnated, and the trajectory was changed by the invisible force, so that there was a momentary gap in the dense and seamless web, enough to let the future With his contact area reduced to the extreme, he broke through this big net full of death.

It was very close, and the anger and resentment that was so close at hand made Yinhe shudder and at the same time, his actions became more determined, unmoved by his own injuries at this moment, and continued to move forward and shouted.

"You must not remember, what your parents look like..."

"Vampire Art - Carousel Rotation!!!"

The madness of the enemy made him vigilant, but this vigilance turned into fury after a while, without much rationality at all, he directly used his strongest moves.

Countless spider threads spewed out, forming a reverse vortex on the way forward of the galaxy, making him look like a moth pounced towards a meat grinder.

Got stuck in the mud and couldn't move anymore.

One hand, two legs, half of the body, and then spread continuously, being entangled by the tide of gushing silk threads, until finally, a big blood-colored cocoon emerged here.

Blood threads gushed out from it, and the foreign matter made the ghost's self-healing ability helpless, because the spider silk embedded in the body was constantly trembling, and continued to destroy his body.

A dull but sober voice came from it:

"Now that things have happened, do you think I still care about this little pain?"

The voice is very calm,

"Do you know what 1000-7 equals?"

Tired looked at the big cocoon in front of him with disgusting and complicated eyes, and the voice was still coming out of it.

"993, 986, 979..."

collapse!

The spider silk began to tighten in the unconscious pulling, carrying a trace of indescribable horror and blood.

Pain, loss, hatred, hatred, distortion... The young man who was constantly irritated by the words stared blankly, and then suddenly laughed bitterly:

"go to hell!"

The terrifying distorted sound began to sound, neither fast nor slow, with a cold and cruel meaning, like a child pinching a butterfly to death, but it was completely different.

Silently, a squirrel approached quietly, the attention was all attracted to the tired in the big cocoon, intentionally or unintentionally, slowly approached, in the hand, the rather delicate little thing was wrapped in a layer of nut skin, and slowly adjusted pointing angle.

Who cares about a cute, harmless squirrel?

In the ever-shrinking cocoon, a lot of numbers were skipped, and a deep muffled groan came:

"6"

ended.

As if losing the strength to support it, the big cocoon no longer continued to shrink, the terrifying cutting stopped, and the blood that flowed continuously also had room to breathe, and was slowly recovered by the silver tentacles that protruded from the bleeding cocoon.

The unbroken bones were pulled back to their original positions, and the severed muscles were stitched up with silk thread. Compared with the last time, Yinhe was much more rough this time. After roughly repairing a shape, he used a little bit obtained from Ghost Lolita. 'Small tricks' control oneself to break free from the blood cocoon.

"Aw, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!"

In the howl of venting, he decisively turned off the pain and part of the sense of touch that he dared not turn off in the battle, and blunted his perception. Only then did Galaxy feel like he was alive.

On the side, a puddle of continuously melting blood was slowly flowing, and not far away was Lei, whose head was pinned to death by a squirrel. Seeing that it didn't collapse, it was Lei himself who gave up the blood destroyed by ultraviolet rays , cut himself off with a silk thread in advance, leaving a life behind.

Panting heavily, Yinhe, who looked miserable, looked even more miserable and tired, and smiled: "It seems that everything is in my plan."

Tired's expression was gloomy: "Squirrel, and that light, was this all planned by you?"

"That's right, although I don't understand it very well," Yinhe stretched out his right hand, constantly changing, a crow stood on his hand, and finally became normal again.

"What is this called, 'complete mimicry', yes, it is called this name, the ability to freely change one's appearance, gender, smell, etc., as long as it is visible to the naked eye, I seem to be able to completely change it. Repeat to read more creatures."

Suddenly, Yinhe paused and tilted his head: "Speaking of which, do you really not remember your parents?"

"You... shut up!" The expression suddenly became difficult to maintain, and a hoarse roar rushed out of the throat of the monster that could survive with only its head left.

Yinhe's words ignited the most painful lead in his heart, revolving lantern, it is said that when people are dying, their brains will be very active, and they can recall some long-forgotten things, and ghosts seem to be the same. Although they are not dead yet, the huge gap seems to stimulate With the desperation and pain he had accumulated for decades, he was ignited like an explosion.

"Heh, you are angry with me, do you deserve it?" Yin Yin never holds grudges, and will avenge any grudges on the spot.

Stepping forward, one hand plunged into the blood, while staring at him, his eyes were equally fierce.

The squirrel stood up on the ground, and then climbed up and down the shoulder of Galaxy, along the empty arm, returned to the position of the left hand, and changed back again.

"Do you remember? What happened to your parents before they were killed by you? Do you remember how many lives were killed by you?"

"What do you know?! Parents like that," growled furiously, with a kind of hysterical madness, "No matter what happens, parents must protect their children, right? Brothers and sisters must protect younger brothers and sisters. Life is right. That is family, right, why? Why? Why...."

"Just because they are human and I'm a different kind?! Just because of this, I want to kill my own children?! I'm right, it's not me, it's the world that's wrong! I just want to live a peaceful life, Why did you show up and come to destroy my family!"

Yinhe, who had been spit all over his face, looked calm. At this time, his tiredness had already been opened up, and he was not surprised by anything.

However, "It's different from turning despair into hope. Looking down on a person in despair, that feeling is definitely not happiness! Your play house is just a cage woven of fear and looking down on despair," Yinhe shook his head, raised his left hand, and Under the hammer, the tired chatter was interrupted by the roar: "So don't blame the world, the world is not wrong, it just exists there.

And don't get me wrong, your tragedy is a pain greater than the sky to you, but to me it's nothing more than an irrelevant thing, people's emotions are not connected, I'm just greedy for your body. "

"Human?" Being beaten into the dirt, as if hearing something very funny, the corner of Tired's mouth revealed a sarcasm: "You, call yourself a human?"

Man... how long ago was that word?

This pained and lost vocabulary: "Human? You monster I want to eat, you call yourself human! Huh? Stop kidding!!!"

This Yinhe was not happy, seeing Tired laughing and crying, he punched him again to stop him from trying to control the silk thread to fight back: "Left and right are called the same, and there is no reproductive isolation, why can't I be considered a human being? "

"It's ridiculous, we are more noble than human beings, infinitely close to perfect creatures, human beings are nothing more than food." The dark action was interrupted, but Tired calmed down and looked at the Milky Way coldly.

Geez, such nonsense.

"That person taught you?" Yin Yin looked at the head in his hand, unable to express any expression: "I think I am standing on a higher level than human beings, just like humans eat cattle and sheep, and cattle and sheep eat wild grass, so for Cannibalism, you don't feel a little guilty about it, and even think it is a matter of course... After all, according to the theory of evolution, the evolution of all things inevitably presents a ladder shape, standing at the top of the food chain Human beings naturally have the right to eat the lower creatures, and human beings are the creatures at the top of the food chain, and for the creatures on the next level, cannibalism is even more natural, right?"

His face suddenly turned cold: "Shit! Since this is the case, it is only right for me to eat you? Because I think I am higher than you! If eating is the only way to survive, then eat. This is the original sin rooted in human beings. But you don’t eat people because you can’t survive, you just keep eating people because you can become stronger, are you nobler than humans?”

The words of the Milky Way are decisive,

"I am greedy, I like naizi, I can't restrain my yearning for beauty, I like to use small means to achieve my goals, I am a despicable outsider, I have more things in mind... But even so, I I also understand that the so-called evil is a guy like you who uses the weak and tramples on them for yourself! You are just a group of evil creatures destined to be eliminated by the tide of the times."

Tired remained silent, and wanted to say something, Yinhe was out of the mood.

Considering the consequences of killing Xiaxian, even Xiang Kai Yinhe deliberately let Shinobi handle it, and it is even more impossible for him to kill him so easily.

So, wrapped up the tiredness that could not be shaken by any hammer with tougher hair, tied it tightly, and carried this simple meteor hammer, Galaxy cleaned up the battlefield before the dawn of the sky.

Chapter 24

No matter how you think about it, this guy doesn't have the right style.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

The sky will be bright, the night will not end, and the clouds will be gloomy.

This is a special period when ghost killers dare not attack rashly. Ordinary people are even more powerless to resist the attack of ghosts. Only the powerful dare to rush in such a bloody night.

"No matter how many times you watch it, this momentary explosion is so gorgeous, Master Xingming." The man with a lot of gorgeous jewelry is wearing a pair of bandage-wrapped knives on his back, and the diamond chain on his head is jingling as he speaks. Pleasant voice.

He looked up at the strongest person in front of him, his eyes full of admiration.

The Gundam holding the Buddhist beads, no, it's an expert sweeping the battlefield again. The tall and strong body like a rock has become a nightmare for ghosts in this area. Sadly, Yu Xingming lowered his head, looked at the friendly forces that were finally able to join in front of him, and nodded:

"Lord Tianyuan, my crow is exhausted, can you find the target's location?"

"Of course, this child is the most gorgeous." Yinzhu Yumao Tianyuan beckoned, and the crow gliding in the sky immediately landed, reporting the situation.

"It's already stopped, it's really energetic, every time we are left behind, that annoying kid who is not gorgeous at all has to go back to recuperate, but he has already clamored to tear the target or something, although it is not at all It’s not gorgeous, but the idea is really good, a ghost is a ghost, if you really find the target, let’s have a gorgeous execution before being pushed back to the home and before being attacked by that little ghost.”

Thinking about it in a rare way, the upheaval of the situation for more than half a month has caused even Yu Mao Tianyuan, who has experienced ninja education, quite a headache.

Although we already know the strength of ghosts and human beings can only rely on the sun to survive, but there has never been such a cruel large-scale, high-density evil ghosts raging, and the tragic scene on this land makes even him who is a pillar have lingering fears.

A ghost is not scary, as long as it doesn't ruin an unknown number of winding twelve ghost moons, the ghost killing team will always have a solution.

But when a large number of ghosts gather, even a large number of ghosts who haven't even activated their supernatural powers and a few mysterious ghosts have the strength to be cautious even if they are Zhu.

Therefore, the root cause of all this must pay the price!

Beimingyu Xingming didn't talk to him, he supported Yumao Tianyuan's point of view, but everything must be decided by the lord.

"Let's go, it's also possible that the target has run out of fuel and can't escape anymore. We must speed up."

......

Under the same night, in a rather old courtyard.

"Has the situation collapsed to this point?"

The man lowered his cheeks, quietly watching the information sent by the crow in his hand, and he could vaguely see that his face was quite elegant and suffused with sorrow.

The strength of the ghost killing team is currently in an embarrassing period.The contemporary Shuizhu was old and frail, and Naruto who had lost a leg was also unable to fight anymore, so he had to turn to the work of a trainer. Although they all died well, they couldn't hide the fact that the strength of the Ghost Killing Team was weakened.

Although Huazhu discovered the source of Gui Wu Tsuji's change of past style a few days ago, he suffered a second attack and was seriously injured.Both Fengzhu and Yanzhu are ferocious men who dare to fight, but the former is too brave, and he will be injured every time he fights, making it difficult to continue fighting. Killing, has been working without sleep for many days, leading the ghost killing team to defend one side.

Stretched, really stretched, the Ghost Killing Squad is just a local private armed force after all.

Not far away, the dry landscape in the courtyard, the sand and stones reflect the moonlight, and the cool colors bring Zen, which makes people feel at ease.When he raised his head again, the face of the leader of the Ghost Slayer Squad became serious.

"Onimai Tsuji..."

He turned his head, his voice was soft but majestic: "Go, call the rest of you, I want to hold a joint meeting."