Orc Tyrant

The monster leaped up and rushed towards Cockatoo, and the surrounding canvas fluttered.

The leader of Oak heard the explosion like a hunting wind whipping the sails and couldn't help stepping back a few steps, firing a pistol one after another, but the bullet that should have hit the target only pierced the air.

"Damn! Are you all dead! Come here now!!"

He immediately called his little brother to come to support, but all he got was silence.

But now it was too late to look at it. The thing fell in front of him and knocked him out with a slam.

"Wow!"

Ga Scarduo fell to the ground, knocking a high pile of wine bottles and rolling down.

Then he twisted his body to stand up again, and the pain immediately ran up along his spine.

The Soul Eater dropped the overalls worn by the mechanic, unbuttoned it with a lightness and caution that was totally disproportionate to the evil appearance, and set it aside.

Gabodu saw that the exposed upper body skin of the creature seemed to be squirming and changing, as scarlet as tanned leather. He also found that in the monster's chest there seemed to be palms pushing outwards and a screaming face. contour.

Those human faces.

Its arms began to expand and expand rapidly like a balloon, and its fingers merged into a flat plate-like structure, and then became hard and smooth.

In the end, the two palms formed a pair of bone blades, and the dark pink nerve tissue hung underneath like a flag.

Gaboduo aimed his pistol at the target and fired at the position of the ordinary human's heart, but the monster's arms suddenly swung down to block the bullet.

Bang bang bang!

The bullet exploded at the feet of the monster. This magical operation stunned Boss Oak. He never thought that a creature could physically block the bullet.

A pungent stench from the slaughterhouse radiated from this creature, and the charred wound left by the bullet on its arm was filled with mucus and quickly closed automatically.

Soon, the monster's body was dominated by chaos.

It twisted its pulse in all sorts of disgusting ways, and Scard was inexplicably convinced that something was imprisoned in it and was trying to escape.

The eyeless face was facing him, the big deformed mouth couldn't help dripping saliva, and the boss of Oak finally found the power to speak.

"You killed them all."

"Yes it is."

Replied with a short gurgling noise.

"Where are you all dead!"

He twisted his hair to question, but saw the headless bodies of seven boys and fell to the ground. Several shadows were hovering in the corners, as if this monster was not one.

Kabodu immediately backed away with his hands and feet until he was leaning against the stall of wine bottles.

"Damn it!"

He was trying to stand up, and tried to get closer to the door.

"There is no death."

The monster murmured, his words full of terrifying smiles.

"There is only fear."

Ga Scarduo saw a human face again, and this time it appeared on Death Spear's swollen shoulder.

He believed that face was crying and begging at him.

To die.

The human being lip-synched.

To die to die to die to die to die-

He trembled and raised the muzzle, his whole body seemed to be frozen, but he still aimed at the opponent's head.

In his life, Gabdo had seen many inexplicable things-peculiar lives, unintelligible sights, and the bloodiest killings.

But all this will be eclipsed by this creature.

If the **** that the neuroboy said really exists, then it must be the intersection of the terrifying kingdom and the real world.

The Soul Eater raised his sword-like arms, and the two sharp blades sharpened each other.

"Kill another one."

It spoke:

"One step closer."

"Where to go one step closer?"

Gabdo gasped and asked, but the monster pounced again, and the boss shot it in the face.

The soul eater didn't care.

It first slashed at the forearm of Cockatoo, chopped off the right hand with the gun, and then pierced the skin, ribs and lungs, with dark red arterial blood splattering from behind, coming out of the chest.

"Damn it!"

The pain aroused Ok's ferocity, and death became a matter of no consideration. He also slashed an arm of the opponent with a backhand, and then slammed it close to the opponent's chest.

"Die to Lao Tzu!"

In the blood splatter, Gabrador exerted his strength to the limit, and almost lifted the opponent with one hand, then smashed it on a pole, and when the opponent hadn't got up, he kicked the invisible. Face.

Accompanied by the explosion of bone cracks, the thing was kicked directly more than ten meters away, and it fell to the ground after smashing two large wine barrels.

"Cough cough, want to kill me, you are still the rubbish—"

Ga Scarduo just thought he had taken care of the other party, but he felt a pain in his chest, and two bone blades came out from behind him, with dripping blood.

"you……"

He turned his head slightly, but saw the unshaped face of the Soul Eater and the cold breath rushing over his face, the one that was originally lying on the ground began to dissolve.

"We... are all one."

As he said, the shadow of another Soul Eater emerged from under his feet, and he directly cut off Ga Scar's legs from his knees.

When the opponent started to unload him by eight pieces, Ga Scarduo hadn't completely died yet.

The trace of his remaining consciousness heard the sound of his own flesh and blood being devoured.

The soul eater eats in an orderly manner.

During the period of concealment, the food he ingested was enough to supply the disguised physiological needs, but the killer's true self became increasingly hungry.

The taste of the miner's flesh and blood only slightly delayed the emptiness of hunger, but it was far from providing real satisfaction, and the process of destroying the witch consumed a lot of energy.

In any case, he can feast on it now.

The bones were crushed by sharp teeth like a razor, the steaming internal organs gnawed like ripe fruit, and there was blood to drink.

Hunger and thirst were temporarily satisfied.

Yes, for the time being-although Ouke's flesh and blood are too strange compared to humans.

In the deep valley of thoughts, Death Spear could hear countless ghosts crying and screaming when they were forced to witness all this.

All consciousness still can't understand that they are just background noise now, and they no longer have the life and power that can affect external things.

This will always be the case as long as you are in control.

After processing most of the body, the killer knelt next to Oak's leader, cut off his neck with a wave, and held his head up.

It grinned grinningly, spit out a mouthpart from its mouth and pierced it into the opponent's brain through its right eye socket.

It penetrated obstacles, searched deeply, and found the deceased's gradually cold self.

Afterwards, the Soul Eater drank him down. This was his first attempt to truly absorb the soul of an Ouke. Before that, it was a mere disguise, and it believed that it could control it all.

"Well!"

Suddenly, the Soul Eater threw away his wide-eyed head, strangling his throat in pain.

"No! You are not dead! You are...no! waaa...no!"

In the dark wine cellar, shrill wailing and wild laughter began to interweave and echo...