Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Hiss!

Taking a deep breath, the fairy tale prince held the handle of the knife in his hand and slowly cut down the space in front with the butcher knife.

It seems to be cutting something tough.

The fairy tale prince's hands are very slow.

The grievances in his whole body also erupted continuously with his actions like an erupting volcano.

A blood-red trace gradually appeared from the void as the blade of the butcher knife passed by.

The trace is like a thick bloody liquid flowing from the wound. Through this trace, one can hear the roaring and wailing constantly resounding at the other end.

The incomparable smell of blood and resentment seemed like a waterfall leaning out of the wound.

In an instant, the hall where the fairy tale prince was filled.

"It's disgusting, no matter how many times I smell it-I'm not used to it"

There was disgust on his face and jealousy in his eyes, which turned into viciousness in the end.

The blue veins bulged on the back of the fairy tale prince's hand, and the butcher knife in his hand suddenly accelerated, directly opening a deep wound wound in the void.

Next second.

The butcher knife in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand his power, and suddenly shattered into rusty fragments.

at the same time.

A pale palm covered with blood suddenly stretched out of the wound in the void.

The palms are slender and strong, covered with long scars.

All stab wounds.

This hand stretched out the wound and slammed the crack in the void that he wanted to close, preventing the space from healing.

Then another equally pale hand stretched out and clasped the other side of the crack.

Hiss!

With a tearing sound, a dark figure came out from the crack in the space with blood all over it.

In an instant.

The fairy tale prince seemed to see a sea of ​​blood in the dead mountain.

The smell of blood is permeating.

The viscous moisture began to rise.

With the appearance of this figure, the sky began to rain.

A thick and dense rain of blood.

In the rain of blood, this figure with a felt hat stood quietly on the spot.

Behind Him.

The cracks in the bloody space are gradually closing.

"Butcher, I need your help.

Looking at this figure, the face of the fairy tale prince was full of seriousness and fear.

Although he used the token to summon this terrifying guy.

But he was still full of vigilance for this guy in front of him.

Because the lunatic in front of him had only killing in his heart.

No purpose, no mood, no thoughts.

Just kill for the sake of killing.

It is precisely because of this pure killing thought that he is even more terrifying.

It is rare that He is about to enter that realm of horror based on his own negative will.

Face him.

The fairy tale prince did not dare to be careless.

..*... ... ...

His eyes were buried in the shadows, and the butcher did not speak or reflect.

See him like this.

The fairy tale prince has no way at all.

He can only say what he wants to say.

"My domain has been invaded by another guy. I hope you can help me kill him. Of course, if you can't do it, you can hold him."

There was silence in response, and the butcher in front of him didn't even lift his head.

Seeing his reflection, the fairy tale prince's forehead also bulged a few blue veins.

He is now a little doubtful whether it is the right thing for him to call such a guy.

"The smell of a knife"

A deep and terrifying voice suddenly sounded, engulfing a thick murderous intent, making the fairy tale prince's heart shake.

He looked up and found that the butcher who was silent just now raised his head and looked in the direction where his domain was being eroded.

Next second.

He saw the butcher suddenly lift his foot and walk forward.

............ Flowers......

Then his figure suddenly distorted.

Ge Ran disappeared.

"Forehead "

Looking at the place where the butcher disappeared with a dazed expression, the fairy tale prince didn't know whose trouble he was looking for.

But through the perception of the domain.

He knew that the butcher was heading straight in the direction of the invader.

"Very good! Then I should go too!"

The fairy tale prince will not miss such a good opportunity.

As a black disaster-level existence, although he is vicious, vicious, and despicable.

But he was never arrogant and careless.

...................

Prudence is a virtue possessed by almost every black disaster grade.

It's like now.

He knew that there was a butcher that could contain the black disaster-level intruder who didn't know where it came from.

Seize the opportunity the first time.

Crusade against this damned human.

There are too many surprises in this human being.

Can't stay anymore.

Who knows if you wait, this guy will make some other moths.

With the rise of his thought, Constantine and the others who were fishing in the castle suddenly sounded a reminder.

【Ding!】

[Faction confrontation mission activated!]

[Prince of Attack]

[Mission Description: The fugitive copycats have invited strong support, but the prince is not to be outdone, and comes with a more powerful helper, but the cautious prince is not prepared to let the helper fight alone, but intends to conduct a full counterattack. 】

[Task requirements: Follow the fairy tale prince to fight against the false prince. 】

[Task Reward: Friendship of the fairy tale prince, 10 years of life. 】

[Failure punishment: Trust me, you won't like this kind of punishment. 】

[Hint: Don't get involved in a battle that is too high-end, your strength is not much better than a mouse for them. 】Dry.

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