Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2561 Changing the Knife
What color is blood?
The doll has no blood, so how would it know what color blood is? — No, it does know.

Watching Ah Fei's heroic figure, Fu Qian was not surprised at all by the effect of this strike.

The neck of the second burlap doll, which was almost non-existent, was still precisely severed at that moment.

Even as the flying head tumbled, dark red cotton fibers could be seen at the broken ends.

Frankly speaking, such a scene is even more eerie than actual blood spurting out.

Even this strange phenomenon didn't last long. By the time it landed, the blood on it had completely faded, leaving no trace.

As for the reason—it is, of course, the power of calamity.

People who are unlucky can't laugh.

The moment it was killed, the puppet controlled by the burlap doll lost its ability to react. It was thrown to the ground by its own momentum, crushing the remaining half of the doll under its body.

The primary reason for achieving such an amazing result is naturally Afei's unbreakable speed in a single strike. Secondly, another important factor is the calamity blessing on the blade.

Many things cannot be killed simply by cutting them open.

The burlap doll wasn't necessarily that fragile. The reason the previous one could be killed with a single blow was because it wasn't an ordinary knife.

For a top hunter, familiarity with tools is only the most basic requirement; they also need a keen sense of danger.

It may not be certain whether the receptionist next to him gave the broken knife its special power, but Afei could clearly sense that it could bring death more easily.

Without this level of confidence, that last strike was no different from an impotent rage.

Now, I am absolutely certain that the last trace of calamity blessing on the blade has been exhausted.

Besides helping Afei sever the life of the burlap doll with a single blow, the calamity also affected even symbolic illusions, such as the red color of "blood".

In short, these absurd things are powerless to resist the gifts of a tyrant.

Even so, the situation still doesn't look optimistic.

There are still double digits of burlap dolls left, not to mention that after Afei's slash, he's already in pretty bad shape.

With only enough strength left, he could barely adopt a defensive stance, facing the onlookers without uttering a word.

The latter's laughter also stopped, and the atmosphere became even more suffocating with the crowd of onlookers.

Dang clang——

Fortunately, this didn't last long either. At one point, an unusual sound broke the silence, sounding like something had fallen to the ground, and it came from the onlookers.

Following the sound, a researcher who discovered the source of the sound suddenly lost all murderous intent and turned to run away.

Dang clang...

thump...

This series of changes seemed to have flipped a switch, followed by more chaotic crashes and footsteps scattering in all directions.

The originally large crowd of onlookers suddenly dropped their weapons and chose to leave.

If it weren't for their still mechanical and rigid running steps, and the fact that the burlap dolls they wore looked like they wanted to hide in their crotches, one would almost doubt that they had regained their freedom through the assault.

The only explanation is that the children who were just there for the fun were frightened and wanted to run away and hide.

But in any case, it was a truly unexpected turn of events, and it seemed that the hunter, Afei, was once again favored by fate.

when--

There was another sound of a weapon hitting the ground, but this time it was much quieter.

Having narrowly escaped death, Afei slowly placed the broken knife in his hand on the ground to support himself as he sat down. Then, in the least effort possible, he turned his head this way.

"Well done, kids are always timid."

Fu Qian smiled and offered his praise. There's no such thing as unearned luck; this was the result of hard work.

……

As mentioned before, the real challenge is having the courage to make that decisive cut.

Under the combined attack, the disparity in strength had long since reached a point of despair.

In this situation, thinking of killing all the burlap dolls head-on is something only fanatics would do, not the work of a professional hunter.

Besides realizing that the broken sword was still indestructible, Afei also clearly realized something else: the dolls might really be "dolls".

They may be ruthless and wicked, but they are not actually very smart.

The initial coordinated attack was indeed brilliant, but upon closer examination, it was actually more akin to a common prank tactic.

After the first one was killed, the second one actually appeared and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, which made people feel a kind of unstable reaction.

What advantage do I have over this? It's a sure thing that I'm going to win. It's only a matter of time before I continue to fly the kite from afar.

Besides that, if they were even slightly smarter, they wouldn't completely ignore the person next to them, thinking that as long as they don't provoke them, they can do whatever they want...

In short, not only does his voice sound young, but his behavior also carries an animalistic innocence.

For a hunter who teeters between life and death, if they lack even this basic sense of smell, then they shouldn't expect any luck.

And Afei proved himself once again, the evidence being that one of his actions just now was very abnormal.

That means they only dodged and didn't attack at first, and only when the other dolls gathered around did they seem to make up their minds to fight to the death.

Even street thugs know to deal with lone individuals as quickly as possible—unless they're specifically looking to attract attention.

Then, display your merciless determination and deadly power to all your opponents, scaring them away like animals.

It's hard to say how likely it is to work, but his fighting instinct seems to have made him aware of this possibility.

Uh……

Even when faced with undeserved praise, Afei did not deny it until this moment, but his gaze fell on an extremely flamboyant weapon wheel, and a strange sound came out of his throat.

Sure enough, they haven't given up yet.

Which one would you like to change into?

The mastermind behind the scenes was naturally happy to see this, and Fu Qian immediately asked generously, taking the initiative to mention the no-reason return policy he had mentioned earlier.

After battling through numerous opponents, the serrated blade was clearly no longer usable.

"Um……"

Unfortunately, for Ah Fei, choosing still seemed like a difficult task, and he hesitated to make a decision despite keeping his eyes on the options.

"Just this one."

The payment even included a consultation service, with one of the tentacles being waved and handed over directly.

With its exaggerated curves and the fact that its entire body seemed to be made of flowing metal, it was a uniquely shaped sword.

Even in the firelight, the slender, needle-like blade seemed to be flowing.

"...Where do we go next?"

Ah Fei didn't stand on ceremony and only put down the broken knife at this moment, not forgetting to ask about the plan.

"Go try sunbathing."

Fu Qian had clearly planned ahead, looking in the direction of the laboratory where the supernova was released last time.

(End of this chapter)