When the sky was just getting dark, the ruthless swordsman used a skillful Xue Zhen to close his sword, and then threw the letter of judgment into a pool of blood.
"Thank you for the teaching. Although you lost your life, I have benefited a lot. I hope you will be a good person in your next life."
Dorothy said this as she looked at the corpses on the ground in front of her.
After this night of hard work, she finally finished dealing with the list of bad households that Sofilia had given her before.
The results are 100% positive, and there will never be a single bad review. Those who have tried it all say that her service is good and her skills are high.
Well, in just one night, the achievement of killing a thousand people was achieved.
"Tsk, why are there so many scum in this ghost place? There are insects everywhere. With these blood-sucking insects, how can the people live a good life?"
The otaku witch shook her arm, which was a little sore from the chop, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Although she trusted Sophilia's judgment and knew that those who her roommates deemed to be no longer worthy of living were probably non-recyclable garbage, but even so, what she saw this night still made her lament the evil of human nature. The ugliness.
Facts have proved that as long as conscience is abandoned, there is no lower limit to the evil of human nature.
Fortunately, this is not the first time she has seen these scenes. She has seen even more cruel scenes when she was wandering on the ground with her father Adam in her early years. Now it is much better than back then.
After all, she was still young and really weak back then, and although her father Adam was considered a master among mortals, he could not be called invincible.
The weak strength of the father and daughter can only be said to be enough to protect themselves, but in the face of the general trend of the jungle in the world, they are not even a mantis. At most, they can only care about the injustices they see along the way, and even It doesn't matter, after all, both father and daughter were on the run at that time, and they had to hide themselves. How could they have time to send Buddha to the West?
At that time, the most they could do was kill the bad guys and save the poor innocent people. As for whether these weak victims would be bullied again in the future, they had no control over that. The most they could do was to do whatever they could. If possible, send those bad guys away neatly as a family, so that no one escapes the trap and takes revenge after they leave.
But they actually don't know whether they have really eradicated the problem or what the final outcome of the victims will be. After all, this level of help is all the father and daughter can do.
A young witch and a mortal mage are too weak and have no power at all. They can't change anything, and they can't save anything.
If it were Adam alone, this benevolent man who had no idea how many lives he had lived would probably really help him to the end, even if the final result might not be good. Sooner or later, all his efforts might be wiped out by a bigger wave. It doesn't matter if it falls over.
But after all, he was a father at the time, with a baby by his side.
For an idealist who has nothing, he doesn't mind sacrificing everything for his ideals, but for a father, ideals are nothing when it comes to the safety of his children.
Anyway, the father and daughter would never stay in the same place for more than three days at that time. They could help as much as possible within three days. After three days, no matter what the situation was, Adam would take Dorothy and leave directly.
There was no way, the anti-divination prop was only effective in the same place for three days. If it exceeded three days, it might leave clues, and then be discovered by Long Ma, who was in a violent state at the time.
Of course, this worry is completely unnecessary. After all, Dorothy has a destiny-insulating constitution, and any divination against her will have no effect. As long as Adam is always by her side, he can enjoy the same protective effect.
It's a pity that it wasn't until the father and daughter met their stepmother Anne that they were pointed out by this wealthy Loli woman with noble birth and powerful strength. From then on, the father and daughter ended their wandering life with peace of mind and lived a happy life. The decadent days of being supported by a rich lolita.
And now, although the wandering days full of suffering and regret have long ended, Dorothy actually occasionally thinks about how the people she saved back then are doing now, and whether they are living better.
But thinking about it, the answers to these questions will most likely not be positive. After all, the chaos of the above-ground world, which is the cemetery of world remains, is countless times more chaotic than the Witch Sky Island.
It was a cruel world where you had to do your best just to stay alive.
Back then, those poor people were lucky enough to be saved once by the father and daughter, but it was obviously impossible for them to be lucky enough to be saved all the time. They were weak, pitiful and helpless and would most likely only become insignificant specks of dust in this chaotic era.
Dorothy was silent for a while because of the memories of this long-lost killing. For a long time, her hand holding the sword tightened slightly.
This time is different. Now she has the power and authority to change the situation and destiny of Japan Island. Although such power is still insignificant to the entire witch world, at least this time she does not need to hide in Dongying in embarrassment XZ .
She will definitely use this as a starting point to carve out a real paradise in this chaotic world, even if it is said to be an enclosure. She will personally build a fantasy land surrounded by redemption and hope.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you really killed a thousand people. Miss, you are really ruthless. Even those fighting men from the Armed Club couldn't kill people as neatly as you. This is not against alien species. , but to attack fellow witches, is this the judge’s consciousness?”
Wen Wen, who was on the side, was directing her floating cameras to fly around to take pictures of the bloody mess with corpses on the ground. She herself looked at the swordsman who seemed to be spotless standing in the pool of blood.
The swordsman still wore red clothes and red hair, but the red color of his clothes and hair seemed to be brighter than at the beginning, as if it was dyed with blood.
As a reporter, Wen Wen has also seen many big scenes. Others may not be used to such massacre scenes, but she has become accustomed to it. After all, war reporters are also reporters. When she was a child, she followed her mother to shoot real-life scenes. Compared to the battlefield scene, which was like a bloody meat grinder on the real front line, this scene of petty fighting is just a sprinkling of water.
But, is it really so?
The Black Winged Witch is indeed used to blood, but in the past, most of it was the blood of alien species, but now these are all the corpses of witches.
Humans instinctively reject and fear corpses of the same kind, and the same goes for witches who evolved from humans.
And now this is different from the war scene. This is a slaughterhouse created by one person and one sword in one night. She has also witnessed the other party's killing process from beginning to end. This impact is different from the previous shooting after the battle. Not of the same magnitude at all.
Wen Wen was actually a little panicked now. She was afraid that the eldest lady was addicted to chopping people, so she became so mad that she chopped her into pieces with a single knife.
This is why the Inquisition has always had a vicious reputation and is not very popular with the public. No one would like such a group of butchers who point their butcher knives at their own race, even if people actually know clearly that they are killing those who deserve to be killed. They are actually The same goes for protecting the order of the world.
Of course, if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door, but the problem is that witches are a natural disaster race. In any natural disaster race, everyone abides by laws and regulations. If they are so harmonious, it is not a natural disaster.
The world of witches advocates force, and everyone has violence in their hands, but the Tribunal is the violence of violence.
Of course, as a witch student who has not yet graduated, Wen Wen has not yet had time to do some shameful things, so she is just simply afraid of the strong one she cannot resist, and there is nothing to talk about. fear.
However, she also had a new understanding of the cruelty of the Tribunal. She thought that it would be better not to do things that would violate the bottom line in the future. Otherwise, she was really afraid that one day the eldest lady would be worse than chopping melons. The quick knife fell on her neck.
Haha, why are you a peace-loving civil witch? You civil witch is a ghost. Who can fight such a civil witch? You are clearly an armed witch.
The black-winged witch complained in her heart.
"Well, it's nothing, it's just weeding. If you want the crops in the field to grow vigorously, you must hoe away the weeds that compete with the crops for nutrients. Isn't this a matter of course?"
At this time, Dorothy had also finished digesting the battle experience she had just gained through hard work. After this night of intense excitement, she had experienced the swordsmanship of thousands of warriors of different schools. She also had a clear understanding of how to create a swordsmanship suitable for Dragon's Breath. I have a vague idea. I just need to go home and think about it, and I should be able to write a first draft.
People are in high spirits during happy events, and she couldn't help but smile like an old farmer with a good harvest.
As for the thorny statement in Senior Wen Wen's words, she didn't really care.
Anyway, she is not talented to be a hero or anything like that. She is really not that noble. She is just self-satisfied to realize her own ideals, and why should she care about other people's opinions when she is self-satisfied?
My heart and conduct are as clear as a clear mirror, and everything I do is righteous.
The black-winged witch was even more frightened when she saw the eldest lady smiling brightly and even looking down-to-earth after the filming.
Turtle, you have just completed the achievement of killing a thousand people and can still laugh. This is really perverted.
And you also compare people to weeds. This is so cruel. Miss, you are more scary off-screen than the cold swordsman on-screen, do you know?
Wen Wen nodded in agreement on the surface, as if everything he said was right, but in his heart he was even more flustered.
They are indeed a young couple who can live under the same roof with Sophia, the enthusiastic and dark-faced student council president. Both of them are cruel people.
"Then what else should we film next?"
After finishing filming this scene, the black-winged witch looked at the eldest lady cautiously, and then asked.
And Dorothy also blinked.
If you ask me, who should I ask? Now I am not in charge of the script.
The otaku witch complained in her heart, and she didn't know what Sophilia would arrange for her next.
But it doesn't matter, soldiers will block it, water will cover it, and all the forces that hinder her are paper tigers. Even if she, Dorothy, is sealed all over today and only relies on the red shadow in her hand, she will still be invincible against Japan.
Dorothy smiled confidently, and then said to Wen Wen.
"Don't worry, let the bullets fly for a while."
At this time, as the sun rose, the blood hidden by the night was finally exposed.
When the villagers in each village got up, they soon discovered that the ronin warriors who used to ride on their heads to shit had been punished by heaven. Suddenly, the villagers in each village wanted to sing and dance to celebrate this great event. happy event.
The news soon spread from various villages to Ping An Jing, and to the ears of the Chinese grandfathers in that city.
"That's unreasonable. Those foreigners are so bullying and shameless."
In a huge Japanese-style mansion that looked elegant but was actually extremely luxurious, a nobleman wearing a gorgeous kimono heard the report from his servants. He couldn't help but get angry and overturned the tea table in front of him. The face that was smeared with white powder and whose teeth were blackened now looked ferocious.
"We have given them enough face to allow them to proceed with the so-called demolition on the surface. Isn't this enough? Do they want more? People who are too greedy will not end well."
The Chinese grandfather roared angrily, and then closed the folding fan in his hand.
"Since you don't have to drink fine wine for toasting, let's show these outsiders a little bit of power, let them recognize the reality clearly, and understand that this Japanese island is not something that a group of outsiders with no foundation can tell what to do."
She gritted her teeth and was so determined.
However, the harsh words were powerful, but the face of this Chinese grandpa had not been very good. She thought of the terrifying dragon that enveloped the entire Heianjing a month ago, and of the knife that demolished the castle tower including people and houses. of terrible power.
Although the group of outsiders are barbaric, they have to admit that they are indeed stronger now.
Of course, the Chinese people themselves are not weak, but the problem is that the entire Chinese people are not weak unless they unite. But can they really unite?
She was not optimistic about this.
In the past, under the leadership of Lord Fujiwara (Izanagi), everyone could barely unite, but now that the group is leaderless, it is hard to say whether everyone can get together again. Maybe some low-minded people have defected to the outsider.
And just when the noble man was troubled, another servant hurriedly walked in.
"Master Dashan, there is news from the Kujo family and the Konoe family. They invite you to attend a Chinese gathering at the Mirage Tower to discuss how to deal with the foreigner."
The servant said this in her ear.
The noble man's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.
"Come here, prepare the car, I want to go to the banquet quickly."
On the other side, Yoshihara Flower Street and Mirage Tower.
Audrey looked at the pure white witch in front of her with tears in her eyes.
"President, do I really want to go on? Can you change the role? I really can't play this."
The little fox is requesting
(End of chapter)
