Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Outside the closet, the boy, as a winner, was still mumbling.

“…You know what? The official ritualist, he thought he won!

Hahahaha, kill all my pets?

Grandma? Dad? Mom?

Is this all?

Before I died, I told him…”

"I have a grandfather."

"Hahaha! I still have a grandpa! Hahahahahaha!"

“I have a grandfather!

You didn’t see his expression, hahahahaha, that kind of despair!"

“I’ll never forget it!”

The crazy flesh and blood reveled and repeated the unanimous words.

The boy began to chant hymns to chaos even more unscrupulously.

Mori Yuesha stared at the boy, and after listening to what he said, she suddenly smiled charmingly, and her dark pupils were tinged with charm.

She struggled to manipulate her right hand that was nailed to the cabinet door by the bones...

He hooked his finger at the boy.

Come.

"Hmm? Sister, do you still want to turn the tables?"

The boy, confident of victory, stood closer with a smile and put his ear close to Mori Yuesa's mouth.

The girl parted her lips slightly, tilted her head, and whispered in his ear.

"I have another knife."

Chapter79 Curtain Call! The Blowing Hurricane!

Mori Tsukisa does carry multiple knives.

However, the battle just now...

Mori Yuesha will never take out a second knife.

Because the place where Yukino was hiding was a coincidence—

Mori Yuesha can either stay in front of the cabinet to protect Yukino, or those flesh and blood creatures can attack continuously.

Or, she could use her magic power, leave the cabinet, break through the siege, and assassinate the ritualist—

But in this way, if I stay away from the closet, I won't be able to guarantee Yukino's safety.

She must die.

Staying here, trapped in an endless cycle of confrontation, knockdown, confrontation, knockdown.

Can't leave even a step away.

And leaving here... Yukino died.

A dilemma.

——Besides, those creatures of flesh and blood cannot be killed by simple cold weapons.

So, when the girl determined the other party's "brain-eating" characteristics and labeled him as arrogant, a plan flashed through her mind.

I have to find a way to make him come to me on his own.

Dragging that huge tumor...

Come and eat my brain?

Then, she exposed her vulnerable parts to me...

What Mori Yuesha didn't expect was.

The other party is too cooperative.

Just... thoughtful?

She adjusted her body slightly, carefully planning the next attack steps in her mind.

Since the palm of my right hand, thigh and left shoulder were nailed to the wardrobe, the moment I pulled out the knife with my left hand to attack, it would definitely cause a large area of ​​​​tearing on the wound on my left shoulder.

The bone was actually stuck there.

Therefore, you must hit it continuously and not give it any room to fight back.

Mori Yuesha calmed her breathing and waited quietly.

She watched the boy approach...

Get closer.

The other person stretched out his head, with his ears facing him——

The look of confidence in his victory made the girl laugh.

"I have another knife..."

The moment he opened his mouth, his fingers trembled slightly.

The second narrow and sharp blade, which was not a table knife, appeared at the girl's fingertips!

The girl held the sharp scalpel in her backhand...

It suddenly stabbed into the boy's forehead!

The short figure stopped and let out an angry howl!

Mori Yuesha gritted her teeth, ignoring the blood oozing from her shoulder...

She took advantage of the other party's slowness.

In the boy's stunned look, Mori Yuesha was like a slender figure dancing on the edge of a knife, with continuous silver light flashing in his sight!

Like a hurricane passing through, the silver light is sharp...

——This is a storm made up of blades!

The third knife rotated and stabbed into the heart!

The fourth one, raised upright, broke open the abdomen!

The fifth one cut off the shoulder and arm!

The sixth one, blinds the eyes!

The silver lines are graceful and gorgeous.

The girl's left hand flashed, leaving countless afterimages, and the silver scalpel was left on the opponent's body, either stabbing or cutting.

Draw your sword, stab! Cut! Slash!

The mechanical action was completed in just a few seconds!

In such a critical situation, Mori Yuesha re-entered the time when she was trained by Master Wu Tian——

Fighting with all your heart, dodging, knocking down, countless pains and crises, make the body and muscles acquire memory!

And now, the girl who has already gotten started in martial arts and fighting finally has her own understanding.

Fast, accurate, deadly!

The silver dance became a storm of blades, sweeping between the two people gracefully and cruelly!

In just two breaths, the afterimage disappeared.

The boy's body was already full of scalpel wounds!

The seventh knife!

This is the final goal!

That giant brain.

kill!

"How did you-"

The storm is shrinking rapidly!

All the sharp silver fragments gathered on the girl's left hand, condensing into flowing light!

The dancer performing alone, stepping on the blade, enduring the pain, spinning and leaping with a gorgeous expression - she made her final farewell to the silent audience below the stage.

This is a killing dance like a hurricane passing through!

puff!

The dinner knife was pointed upward at an angle, piercing through the boy's neck, like cutting butter with a red-hot iron, and went straight through, continuing to stab deeper!

With all its sharpness, the blade spins, cutting through everything in front of it!

"no, do not want!

Sister...Sister! I am Dayong!"

The boy put on his innocent expression again and tried to speak.

But as the sharp blade penetrated deeper, the boy's vocal cords and cartilage ligaments were severed.

The trachea ruptured, and the air rushed out, but was blocked by the reflux of thick juice.

In an instant, the boy's lungs filled with squirming fluid.

Of course, none of this could do him much harm.

What he feared was that the blade would go deeper.

Yes, Mori Yuesha had no intention of stopping at all.

Her left shoulder was numb from the pain, her fingers were shaking uncontrollably, and her entire wrist was buried in the other person's body.

The nails on the surrounding surface sensed the danger of their host, and they wrapped around and squeezed together, and for a moment they actually stopped the blade.

"He He..." The boy was speechless and could only look at Mori Yuesha with pleading eyes.

The girl smiled at him charmingly, her profile hidden by her silky black hair.

Then, she pushed the ground hard with her left leg, causing half of her body to float into the air!

Taking advantage of the falling gravity, Mori Yuesha pushed all the pressure onto her left hand - gravity fell, and her forearm passed through the boy's neck and pierced his brain behind him!

take a bow.

puff.

It's quiet now.

Mori Yuesha let go of the handle of the scalpel. At this moment, her forearm was located in a tofu-like cyst.

The soft brain is wrapped between Mori Yuesha's fingers, fingertips and back of her hands. If you rub it carefully, you can feel the nervous trembling of the brain.

She maintained this posture, allowing the boy, with his lifeless eyes, to fall headfirst onto her shoulder.

His eyes gradually closed and he wanted to say something, but his throat could no longer make any sound.

"Why... so many..."

So many knives?

Mori Yuesa blinked.

As a little girl underage...

Is it not too much to carry a dozen knives with you?