Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

For a living heart, the Tin Woodman did not know how many humans he had hunted.

That's right, it's hunting.

In its eyes, humans are no different from those beasts.

Oh no, humans can provide it with a living heart.

Since it realized that the human heart can make it feel warm, it has been addicted to hunting humans for fresh hearts.

For so long, it has also summed up a set of its own hunting tips.

Which includes how to start to ensure a fatal blow without hurting the heart.

Although beheading is the easiest, but for the convenience of taking it out later, it is still chosen to cut in diagonally from the bottom of the human neck, all the way to the direction of the chest.

It has long been familiar with the feel of a sharp axe slashing into the flesh.

But this time it wasn't a familiar touch on the axe.

A golden-yellow viscous liquid slowly flowed from the wound opened by the axe.

The sweet and nauseating taste wafts in the air.

Several poultry stood not far away, watching this scene quietly.

At her feet was the food the woman had previously fed, but the poultry remained indifferent.

After seeing this scene, there was no scream of panic, and no commotion because of being frightened.

Realizing that something was wrong, the Tin Woodman subconsciously wanted to draw out the axe, but the stagnant feeling on the handle made it impossible to draw the axe back.

Looking down, the viscous golden liquid seemed to be like a wise life, slowly winding up along the axe.

The woman who was split into a huge wound and should have lost her mobility turned her head one after another like a stuck machine.

The originally pretty face was now as ferocious as a ghost in hell.

Under the incredible gaze of the Tin Woodman, the facial features on that face instantly melted into a pool of syrup.

No, it's not that the five senses are turned into syrup.

But the whole body is slowly melting.

Even the clothes on his body faded to reveal the golden color.

After trying to pull out the axe again to no avail, the Tin Woodman decisively let go of the axe that had been with him for many years.

This axe saw the Tin Woodman fall from a good-hearted woodcutter to a cold-blooded murderer.

After letting go of his hand, the Tin Woodman turned his head and left without the slightest nostalgia.

Just an axe.

"Crack."

A strange feeling came from the soles of my feet.

Looking down, the golden syrup has spread to the bottom of the Tin Man's feet.

The poultry, who had been standing quietly not far away, ran to the Tin Woodman's feet at some point.

The Tin Woodman had just trampled a poultry into a puddle of syrup.

"Oops!"

At this time, the Tin Woodman finally panicked.

This is not good.

Although its existence is completely incomprehensible to human eyes.

Can't understand its makeup, can't understand its power source, can't understand why its empty, more decorative than practical brain produces intelligence and emotion.

But it's not very powerful in itself.

It's okay to deal with ordinary people, but it's very powerless to deal with this kind of abnormality.

"Damn, damn!"

The Tin Woodman anxiously pulled his left foot that was stuck with the syrup, and the syrupy woman behind him, who could no longer see the humanoid shape, slowly wriggled towards the Tin Woodman.

Seeing the syrup coming gradually behind him, the Tin Woodman sighed.

At this time, Luo Zhen and the little knight in the forest also encountered trouble.

"Is this forest all made of syrup?"

Looking at the rhythmic forest, Luo Zhen's face was not very good-looking.

Just now, the larvae surrounding the little knight suddenly became restless.

Several larvae flew anxiously for a few laps and then rammed into trees and grasses in different directions.

"Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!"

After four roars, the self-destructed larvae disappeared into the smoke.

Instead, it's a little golden.

The trees and grasses blasted by the larvae are not sap, but golden syrup.

It seems that he realized that his disguise had been seen through, and the murderer behind the scenes directly tore the disguise.

The originally quiet forest was immediately given 'life'.

Every grass, every tree, every flower and every tree began to shake.

The strips of trees grow silently, the leaves of grass grow silently.

The original color began to fade slowly, and the golden yellow of the syrup itself began to emerge.

For a time, Luo Zhen and the little knight seemed to be fighting against the entire forest.

No, not it seems.

They are fighting the entire forest.

In this sweet **** of syrup, enemies are everywhere.

In front of him and behind him, in the sky and the ground, all he could see were golden syrup.

The sweet and disgusting smell continued to penetrate into the nostrils, and those who were not determined might have vomited out at this time.

Then he was swallowed by the syrup without any resistance.

Void particles fluctuate around the body, and new hatchlings are produced under the action of the luminous womb amulet.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards the syrup in front of him.

Another sound disappeared with a small piece of syrup.

Raising his head, the little knight looked at Luo Zhen.

Although there was no emotion in the empty pupils, Luo Zhen still understood the meaning of the little knight.

'How to do? ’

"Of course it's a fight."

Three core coins were stuffed into the drive by Rojan.

What's so sneaky about this situation now, the other party has noticed their existence.

No matter what they do, the other party will be vigilant and not give the opportunity to sneak attack.

It's better to make a fuss than to hold back.

"Kuuga-BlackRX-AgitΩ"

"Let me see who is doing it."

Luo Zhen said in a faint tone.

The casualties themselves made Luo Zhen in a bad mood.

Now this happens again.

An anomalous event of this scale would be very difficult to deal with in the future, and there are no guarantees that there will be no casual witnesses.

If there is such a person, the workload will increase again.

Luo Zhen is very unhappy now.

The dazzling light like the sun radiated from Luo Zhen at the center, and it was accompanied by extremely high temperature.

The syrup that came up around was instantly vaporized under the attack of the high-temperature airflow.

Before you know it, the air seems to have become a little thicker.

The light dissipated, and a knight dazzling like the sun appeared.

Obviously there are not many bright colors on the body surface, and most of them are even black.

But still gives a dazzling feeling.

Looking at Luo Zhen's attitude at this time, the little knight seemed to understand something.

Turning around and looking at the direction the two of them were heading, a large amount of void power surged within the small body.

Then. . . .

"boom--"

Shadow Soul!

The shadows formed by the power of the void flew out like shells out of the chamber.

The syrup that annoyed the Tin Woodman would be devoured if rubbed by the Shadow Soul.

A wide road appeared in front of the two of them.

Chapter 302 Don't worry, it doesn't hurt

"It's so hot."

Constantly fanning the wind with his palm, the listless one was a bit more decadent than Keiya Hachiman.

The decadent dead fish eyes seemed to be rotting at the moment, and the vitality of a young man could not be seen at all.

"What the **** is going on with this weather?"

Hikigaya Hachiman raised his head and looked into the sky with an empty hand covering his forehead.

A round of morning sun shone on the earth quietly.

Even if the occasional cloud drifted by, it did not weaken its power in the slightest.

"It's like a child who encounters something exciting."

Walking quickly into a shadow, Hikigu Hachiman couldn't help but complain.

The temperature had already started to drop two days ago, but today the temperature has become very high for no reason.

It feels like summer is back.

With a sigh, Hikiya Hachiman took a step forward and continued forward.

Looking at the young couples on the street who were still sticking together despite being hot, Hikigu Hachiman pouted and didn't speak.

The so-called youth. . . .

Just when Hikigaya Hachiman was about to start complaining, something seemed to appear out of the corner of his eye.

"That is?"

Looking up in a certain direction, Hikiya Hachiman subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

From his angle, he could vaguely see that it was a forest.

He seemed to remember the forest.

When I was a child, I secretly ran to explore, thinking about finding treasures in it or something.

The result was nothing in it.

Not to mention treasures, not even a shadow.