In the northwest mountains of the City of Glory, in the hilly areas where the Holy Gospel Mountains and the Bespies Plains meet, winter snow covers the vast mountain forests.
The wilderness hunter "Ripper" breathed hot air from his mouth and walked in the mountain forest with one foot and one foot.
Based on the changes in the surrounding scenery, he estimated his itinerary and would soon be able to see the city.
"The Ripper" has no name. To be precise, he has forgotten his name a long time ago.
When he was very young, he wandered in the City of Glory. Compared with other children, he was physically stronger.
Once, I was competing for food with another peer. The other person knew that he couldn't beat him, so he ate the food in just a few strokes.
This move of the other party made the guy furious, so he used the rusty knife he had snatched to kill the fellow of the same age, and brutally cut open the other party's stomach.
Such an inhumane act immediately earned him a reputation among the homeless, nicknamed "The Ripper".
As this nickname became known, no one cared what his real name was.
As he grew older, he unexpectedly became enlightened and became a low-level mage. However, a person like him could not fit into any team.
Of course, he also successfully escaped from joining the army and has been wandering around as a lone wilderness hunter.
He was in a good mood at the moment. Since being promoted to a late-level mage, he felt that he was stronger and his body was much stronger. Even on such a cold day, his body felt warm all over.
This trip was very fruitful. They intercepted and killed the small team of adventurers who had been secretly following them for a long time in the woods, and swept away all the metal they had obtained in a year.
No matter how much the other party begged, he left no one alive, letting the corpses of that team become food for wild beasts.
Just as "Ripper" was walking excitedly towards the city at the foot of the mountain, he unexpectedly saw a young man with blond hair sitting on the familiar boulder in the snow in front of him.
The young man held a hot roast goose in his hand, which was shiny and steaming.
The hole in the goose's butt can also be seen filled with apples and other things.
The young man tore and chewed the goose meat while looking at the "Ripper".
With the "ripper" instinct, he felt that this blond young man was not easy to mess with, so he wanted to take a slight detour to avoid this person and stay away from trouble.
At the same time, he still had a question, where did this man get such a hot and shiny roast goose in such a cold wilderness?
Just when I had the idea of avoiding it, the other party smiled and threw a message:
"Are you the 'Ripper'? I heard that you are the most ferocious guy among the Revenants?"
The Ripper made no reply.
In such a wilderness, those who know his famous name and want to block the road to provoke him will not be admirers, but only comrades who want to "take advantage of others".
Around the big rock where the blond young man was sitting, snow suddenly rose into the sky, blocking the sight of each other.
Countless snowflakes were like sharp blades, spinning at high speed and swallowing the young man instantly.
In an instant, the wind and snow dissipated, and there was no human figure on the boulder.
"Ripper" felt bad.
There was no blood spattering or body parts left behind, indicating that the other party was not harmed at all.
But this is almost one of the ultimate moves that "Ripper" can use.
He looked around cautiously, but did not see the blond young man.
"laugh……"
A chuckle came from above the head.
"Ripper" hurriedly took a few steps, looked up, and still couldn't find the other party's figure in the air.
"Ripper" suddenly turned around and fled.
Just as he was running away desperately, he suddenly discovered that the structure of the snow under his feet seemed to have changed, becoming stronger than the strongest metal, firmly sucking him down to the calf.
Cold sweat broke out all over my body!
"Ripper" was horrified to find that all the space in front of him seemed to have turned into the thickest glue, and he was like a bug in amber, unable to move at all.
The smiling face of the blond young man appeared in front of him.
The strange thing is that there is only one face, not even a complete head, let alone a body.
A piece of information flashed in Ripper's mind:
"I like scum and villains like you. There is absolutely no mental baggage or pressure to deal with."
A black halo rose.
In an instant, the "Ripper" fell into eternal darkness.
Behind the whirlpool of the black light curtain, Myrobalan stood there, still wearing Sabrina's black robe, but with a cruel smile on his face:
“Ridiculous devotion, isn’t that stupid?
Fear, what's the use?
Brother, it is just used to block the knife;
What is family affection, useless affectation;
Decadence, forbearance, haha, excuse for the weak!
Let's go out on a path to a happy life, damn the gods, I curse you, damn the gods! "
"Ripper's" mage ability is negligible compared to Uguwa, the Dervish, the Blacksmith, Sabina, Vasily and others, and even the weakest Daniel.
But his mental strength and tenacity can be said to be something that none of these people possess.
Therefore, the current state of Myrobalan is undoubtedly cruel.
He simply ignored the brilliance in his eyes, and didn't care about the uncontrollable spiritual power around him. He turned countless big trees, boulders, snow, and dead grass around him into pure energy one by one and dissipated into the air.
A moment later, Myrobalan was already suspended in mid-air, and his feet turned into a huge pit. With his body as the center, a spherical void space with a diameter of about fifty meters was formed.
Everything in the space turned into nothingness.
He looked down with coldness and cruelty. The looted metal that remained from the "Ripper's" body was shining brightly yellow at the bottom of the pit, gradually immersing into the rock formations.
Without any mental fluctuations, he turned his head slightly and looked towards the Palton River.
In the northernmost part of the City of Glory, at the turning point where the great river had just entered the Bespies Great Plains, the Federation diverted a stream of water from that valley and established a large reservoir in the depression outside the river bend.
This reservoir is the source of drinking water for the entire Glory City.
At this moment, in a corner of the reservoir, a single-person micro-vehicle was docked.
There was a skinny middle-aged man wearing a ridiculous peaked cap, who was unloading black containers one after another from the vehicle.
On those long cylindrical containers, there is a scarlet skull.
Needless to say, anyone with some knowledge about biochemicals will know that what is contained in the container must be the most toxic biological poison.
The peaked hat smiled grimly, and his long-cherished wish would come true soon.
He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and it seemed that the heavy containers in his hands became lighter.
"Haha... You are all going to die! Everyone in the entire City of Glory, yes, everyone, no one is spared, you are all going to die!
Go see your god, the ridiculous god! Go to your ridiculous paradise! Hahaha……"
"Including me?"
A cold voice appeared in the thought body of "Peacock Hat".
"Peacock Hat" suddenly turned around and his eyes quickly focused.
He saw a young man with blond hair in a black robe, suspended in the air, looking at him indifferently, like looking at a pile of minced meat.
"Cap" was about to make a move when he activated the intermediate wood spirit technique that he was proud of.
However, he desperately found that his spell showed no sign of taking effect.
He saw everything around him come to a standstill, and it seemed that even every ripple in the reservoir had stayed at the previous moment.
Myrobalan "floated" in front of the peaked cap, and his eyes were almost close to the other person's face:
"Are you a hater? Do you hate everything in this world? Why are you like this?
It's rare that I have the slightest curiosity, which can prevent you from dying so ugly. "
"Fuck you, I hate your hypocritical curiosity, and I hate a strong person like you even more!"
The peaked cap's eyes were bloodshot, but he threw out all the spells he knew without hesitation, and even launched high-level wood spirit spells at the cost of his life.
However, everything remained calm.
"Using original magic in front of me? Ridiculous!"
The corners of Hezi's mouth twitched, revealing a cruel smile.
The container in the peaked hat's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then he found that he couldn't move, like those water ripples frozen by time.
He saw a small silver blade appearing out of nowhere, slowly flying between one of his fingers, and scratched across the skin. In an instant, the bones and flesh were separated.
The falling skin, muscles, and tendons were broken one after another, and the debris continued to fall along with the blood, but did not fall to the ground, floating on the snow.
The stripped finger bones were as white as jade, with no trace of flesh and blood remaining.
What's even more deadly is that every bit of pain transmitted to the brain through the nerves is not weakened at all, but is also enhanced and amplified.
The peaked cap's face was distorted, his eyeballs were bulging, and he howled silently!
There was no lag in the peeling process. It was fast and efficient. It was completed in an instant, from the fingers of both hands, to the wrist, then to the elbow, and then to the shoulder...
"Tsk...tsk..."
There were sounds, and the cap's clothes were shattered into nothingness. He saw clearly and horrifiedly that his feet and legs were also beginning to be peeled off.
Soon, he found that he was almost surrounded by red meat scraps, yellowish fat, white tendons and a small amount of bone powder peeled off from his body!
"Cap" has imagined thousands of times to kill every hater.
But the most he thought about was beheading and poisoning, but he never thought that he could kill with thousands of cuts.
He would never have imagined that such cruelty would be inflicted on him!
Finally, the limbs of the peaked cap became Bai Yingying's skeleton.
He was still very conscious, as if the instinctive shock protection function of the living body had failed.
He was still howling silently, his eyes had burst out, and his face was covered in blood.
All the pain that hurts the soul is still adding up.
He just wants to die now!
Let yourself die quickly and happily!
Almighty God, let me die, I am willing to go to hell!
It seems that the Lord God really heard the desperate prayer of the peaked hat, things have changed, and the process of stripping has stopped.
The peaked hat was horrified to find that the container that had just fallen to the ground was suspended in front of him by a pair of invisible hands.
The sturdy bottle cap rotated automatically, and a drop of terrible venom flew out of the bottle and went directly into his mouth.
Even though his lips were tightly closed, he still didn't block the drop of venom!
The lips were instantly melted.
His remaining sense told him that this drop of liquid could kill a thousand adults!
The venom enters the entrance and instantly melts into the body.
In an instant, the peaked cap's head and torso turned blue-purple, and then began to melt, turning into a wriggling mass of poisonous slurry.
The cap got his wish and died.
Myrobalan seemed to enjoy the killing process very much. The smile on the corner of his mouth faded away without a trace, and in the end he couldn't help but lick his lips.
All the previously peeled off debris and the slightly trembling bluish-purple poisonous slurry instantly merged into one, turning into a black liquid ball.
A black light curtain appeared silently, surrounding Myrobalan and the liquid ball.
