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Perhaps no one could have imagined that the greatest king in the witch world would die like this.

The way of death was so miserable, he was eaten by his own guards.

Not to mention other people, even Louis XVI himself could not have imagined it.

As a generation of emperor, the way he fell would be so miserable.

Louis XVI's body was in pieces, and his body had begun to change to varying degrees.

But Louis XVI's unwilling eyes never changed.

As if he was telling the injustice of God, he didn't understand why things suddenly became like this?

The plan hadn't started yet, he hadn't annexed the witch kingdom, he hadn't become the emperor of the ages, how could he suddenly die here?

However, Louis XVI's unwillingness and doubts were destined to have no answers.

After all, he was just an ordinary emperor in the witch world, among the many kingdoms that changed.

Even if there was no Louis XVI, there would be another person to replace him.

The reason why he can reach this position today is just the effect of the right time, right place and right people. Under the great power, even a pig can become extraordinary.

But such a wind gave Louis XVI an illusion.

An illusion that he was very powerful.

He thought that in this world, except for a few witches of original sin, no one could limit his steps.

But until now, until the moment of death.

Louis XVI suddenly realized that he was just an ant in this world.

One more of him is not much, one less of him is not much.

In the final analysis, it is because he is just an ordinary person. The truth that there is strength in numbers is a truth everywhere.

But obviously, this truth is not very applicable in front of extraordinary people.

At least for ordinary people, these words are more like some comforting nonsense to extraordinary people.

Louis XVI used to wonder how powerful the power of the witch of original sin could be.

Now he finally knows.

It was just too late to know. Louis XVI looked at the sky with unwilling eyes, without any spirit.

The small black dot in the sky that appeared with the witch of jealousy turned into a huge black hole at this moment.

It kept swallowing the surrounding sky.

It was clearly daytime, but a considerable part of the sky had already darkened.

"Strange, why is the sky dark?"

"What is that, where is the sun?"

"Is it that the heavenly dog ​​is coming?"

Some people were still looking at the strangeness there, not realizing that the danger had come.

The black witch factor in the sky spread silently, and everyone was hit before they could react.

Affected by the witch factor of the witch of jealousy, everyone began to become weird.

Began to envy everything around.

It was originally just a very small thing, the kind that could be turned into a small thing with a few words.

But at this moment, under the influence of the witch factor, the contradiction was intensified to the extreme and was on the verge of breaking out.

Everyone at this time was a barrel of explosives that was about to explode.

Some minor frictions turned into bloody incidents in the blink of an eye.

"You scolded me in front of so many people yesterday, go to hell!" A man looked at his wife with a violent look, holding a kitchen knife for cutting vegetables in his hand.

The wife's eyes were full of surprise. She didn't expect her instructions yesterday, as usual.

Just reminding her husband to be careful when going out, how come it turned into an insult in the other's mouth?

Even if there are many dissatisfactions in the heart, the two are husband and wife after all.

As the saying goes, husband and wife quarrel, quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. If there is really something, just talk about it when you go home at night.

Husband and wife are like this, they need to run in and understand each other after life.

Even if the man has many dissatisfactions in his heart about what happened during the day, it shouldn't be like this, holding a kitchen knife to talk.

The wife wanted to say something, but it was still a step too late. The man took the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped at the woman.

Plop!

The man was very powerful. With just one knife, he chopped off the head of his wife who had been with him for many years.

It was not until his wife's head fell to the ground that the man's resentful eyes finally sobered up a little.

But soon he became violent again, pounced on the headless body of the woman, and slashed with a knife.

"Stinky woman, you scolded me for so many years, and today you are finally dead, go to hell!!!"

The sound of the kitchen knife was jaw-dropping, and people who didn't know thought that the family was preparing to eat ribs and were now processing the meat.

In another room.

Originally, the mother and daughter were doing some needlework at home, and now they were arguing.

"Little slut, you wear so little all day long, who are you going to seduce?"

"Old bitch, you are just jealous that I am younger and more beautiful than you, and you deliberately pick on me, right? This is how I talk, if you don't like to listen, go to hell!"

"You said you want to starve the old bitch to death? Go to hell!"

The slightly older woman picked up the scissors used for cutting and rushed towards her daughter's neck.

Soon, a pair of black scissors was inserted into the daughter's neck.

With a snap, the scissors fell off the daughter's neck, leaving a black bloody hole.

The daughter's eyes were filled with astonishment, and it was obvious that she had not expected that the old woman opposite would actually do it.

The mother opposite seemed to finally react to what she had just done under the stimulation.

"Daughter, mother didn't mean it..." The mother's voice was trembling, and she was about to reach out to cover the hole on her daughter's neck.

After covering it for a while, the daughter's face turned red, and she was strangled to death by the other party before bleeding to death.

Seeing that the little trotter in front of her was finally dead, the woman opposite showed a trace of pleasure.

The grief in her eyes just now was quickly replaced by resentment.

Not only did she not mean any pain or regret, but she picked up a pair of scissors and kept stabbing her daughter back and forth.

Not long after, the daughter's body was full of holes from the scissors, and she couldn't be deader.

There was one less person in the family, and only the mother was left, looking at her daughter lying in a pool of blood on the table.

The mother opposite still had a face full of resentment, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

As if she couldn't accept that she was going to hurt her daughter any more, the mother took the scissors in her hand and pointed them at her neck, and it slashed.

Soon, the scissors also fell into the woman's neck, with more air coming out than in, just like her own daughter just now.

With a plop, the woman fell on the table and there was no more movement.