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The wind blows through the streets.

Heavy rain tilts.

fell on their bodies.

Time is still moving hard.

Dwight finally felt that something was not right.

What's going on.

Why isn't he dead yet?

Why is there no blood coming out?

Dwight's eyeballs reflected Matthew's face, which looked a little pale at the moment.

"You know what."

The black-robed priest didn't care about the puppet death knell in front of him who stabbed his chest with the blade, and he spoke slowly.

"In this world..."

"Any physical pain can be endured. The reason why human beings have the sense of pain is to enable their weak selves to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

"Once you lose your sense of physical pain, you won't be afraid of pain."

Mathieu approached the puppet in front of him, holding the blade tightly with his right hand: "But the pain in my heart cannot be erased no matter what."

"That kind of pain follows you like a shadow. As long as you are still thinking about it, the pain will continue to spread like a virus."

"Wrapped and twisted like maggots on the tarsus."

Mathieu squeezed it hard, and under Dwight's disbelieving eyes, Deathstroke's blade was completely crushed.

No fighting spirit was used!

The blade was crushed into pieces using only the physical strength.

Is it some kind of weaponization?

The blade shattered, and Dwight immediately gathered Deathstroke back and clung to his shoulder.

The black-robed priest's eyes were always a combination of gentleness and indifference.

"I am [Surgical Knight], Matthew Krell."

"This name is not famous, and I have not been in the extraordinary world for a long time."

"I used to be a doctor."

"Then a priest."

"Now……"

"Be an Avenger."

moment.

Extremely dangerous!

Dwight felt it.

The doll felt it too.

What kind of aura is that... Countless monsters mixed together and piled up into the shape of a human being.

That malice burst out unscrupulously, spreading towards wherever they could go.

The humanoid monster... is definitely a humanoid monster.

How could such a monster appear in this world...impossible, impossible!

"I am from the Rhine family!"

Dwight snapped: "Don't you dare kill me!!!!!"

Matthew's gentle face answered him.

one hand.

It penetrated Dwight's chest and pulled out a still-beating bloody heart.

"Dare you."

The black-robed priest said.

In the rain.

The puppet [Death Knell] hung weakly on the ground.

Dwight took two steps back and fell to the ground.

In the rain.

Slightly dusty and muddy road.

The man climbed forward hard, and the blood stains on his chest stretched into a line along the road.

It seems that the flower of hope is still blooming.

Mathieu held the heart. This time, he did not eat it, but crushed it directly.

Pfft.

Plasma burst out.

"How can this be?"

"My dream has not been achieved yet..."

"The art I pursue is the best, the one that everyone likes [puppetry]."

"I want my family to live in my drama...I've already done so much."

"I groveled and gave up my dignity."

Without a heart, Dwight is still alive thanks to his strong body.

He muttered to himself, lost his mind, and then laughed wildly.

He thought of his high spirits when he first arrived in the Emperor's Capital.

And later faced with the reality of suffering and downfall.

Of course, there is also his decision to give up his own dignity.

Matthewt walked past Dwight, who was lying on the ground, as if he were walking through weeds on the roadside.

…

Sometimes, Zhao Guangli really feels that there is something wrong with the world.

Dwight was laughing crazily and horribly, and no one knew what he was laughing at.

"A crazy artist, a puppet show performer, if he has this attribute, he should be a free person."

Zhao Guangli said: "But I saw him groveling with my own eyes. It is really difficult to understand."

Su Lin was not surprised by this situation: "I can understand this guy."

"Human beings all have limits. Once they recognize their own limits, people themselves will become decadent."

Su Lin stretched out a small tentacle: "Just like a quasi-professional who has just stepped into the extraordinary world, his goal must be the top-level super professional. He may have heard about the cruelty and terror of the extraordinary world, but

But he is full of hope, thinking that he is different from others."

"Reality will tell him what is real, and some people really can't do things they can't do."

Su Lin's voice seemed very relaxed, but the words he spoke were very heavy.

"After such people understand themselves, they will compromise with their lives... Although I don't want to mention it, our Su clan used similar methods to attract customers in the past."

"How to make customers return to their hearts and let them realize the cruelty of reality is more important than anything else."

Zhao Guangli's face suddenly became confused, and his heart felt cold.

"After more than four hundred years of inheritance, the nobles have indeed developed a set of established speech techniques."

Zhao Guangli put on his gloves and whispered.

The two of them did not discuss this topic in more depth and focused their attention on the front.

The result of this battle did not exceed Zhao Guangli's expectations.

But... Mathieu won cleanly and showed terrifying strength that really shocked him.

"[The Puppet Master] is no match for Mathieu in this battle."

Zhao Guangli observed Maute's exposed body.

In the previous training, Maute only showed off his martial arts skills, but his true combat power was hidden under his terrifying body.

"His body has been completely transformed. There are countless types of powerful demon transplants on his body, and..."

"Did you see that?"

Su Lin's eyes were sharp: "He just used the technique of the previous [Mirror Knight]."

"He has indeed mastered the skill of [Gluttony], and can obtain various powers through devouring food."

In Tianqi Academy, Zhao Guangli did understand a lot of basic knowledge about the extraordinary world.

[Original Sin] is a very basic concept in the extraordinary world.

The historical slates scattered in the human world and even in dark areas outside the disaster zone will produce various ancient weapon records, monster slates and other limited resources. Among them, there is one most important resource.

【Slate of Original Sin】.

It was an era earlier than the historical faults and the Dark Ages, and an unknown creature imprinted words declaring mankind's "original sin" on the stone slabs.

Many historians are able to gain special powers and master more knowledge through the Tablets of Original Sin.

[Gluttony] is one of the seven deadly sins.

It's obvious that Mathieu didn't know where he got the energy for this quality.

At this moment, what made Zhao Guangli a little confused was that after killing Dwight, Mathieu did not pursue the direction in which the carriage convoy left.

Instead, he gently picked up the umbrella on the ground and left here directly.

Give Zhao Guangli a feeling.

Mathewt came to fight this time simply to vent his anger.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

"Let's catch up."

Zhao Guangli hid in the darkness of the rain curtain and walked through the long street when no one was around.

In the rain, Dwight's body was silent, except for the broken puppet named [Death Knell] next to him, whose eyeballs seemed to twitch twice.