The Original Seeker Chapter 499: Blood
There is a faint smell of blood in the air.
That is the smell of human blood, not pig blood, nor chicken blood, but human blood.
He walked forward slowly, only to hear a lot of strange and low voices in the village, but all the people he used to be familiar with had disappeared.
"Ah!" A scream tore the false peace.
A middle-aged woman covered in blood, she struggled to crawl out of the room half of her body, from the outline of the blood-colored human figure, Bai could vaguely recognize her neighbor as her neighbor.
Unfortunately, she hadn't climbed a few steps before, she fainted in front of the door because of excessive blood loss. The blood on her body seemed to be flowing slowly in a certain direction in the house.
"There is one more here!" The man in black who was chasing the woman over yelled involuntarily after seeing Bai.
"If you kill it, it's over, there are ordinary people you can't beat with a blood-stripe knife?" A cursing voice came from the back room.
It was a masked warrior with five big and three thick, carrying a blood knife almost exactly the same.
"Thirteen, believe me, this is really different. Hurry up and let the boss call other people over, my bloodstained knife... it's shaking!"
"Crazy, how can there be people of family blood who can make the blood-stripe knife react in such a remote mountain village." The masked warrior retorted.
Although the masked man named Thirteen had some disbelief in his words, he still told other people about it for the first time, so that the accomplices who were addicted to the looting and the blood gathered together.
Bai did not stop them from gathering, nor did he have the idea of rushing in to save people, because those familiar breathing sounds on weekdays have long been heard.
The five senses, which are far beyond ordinary people, and his unforgettable memory, have allowed him to remember the breathing characteristics of everyone in the village.
I came back too late, and everyone in the village was killed.
"Boy, you already found something wrong outside the village, why did you come in?" The headed man in black with a mask, after surrounded by the white tuantuan under his men, used a condescending tone Asked.
The knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, but it was forcibly controlled with his hand, and the large number of men gave him a sense of hypocritical security.
"What is the family? What is the bloodline?" White who was still holding the hare in his hand, asked the other party solemnly.
"This is what I want to ask you!" As he spoke, the man in the lead pointed out his left hand without a knife, and a crimson light went straight to Bai's body.
But like a prophet, he just moved his body and drew the beam of light by a few centimetres.
Unfortunately, the rabbit on his hand was not so lucky. The scarlet light beam rubbed its butt, and burned the big thumb part hairy and clean. It hurt so much that it was struggling desperately.
This light evoked some of Bai's thoughts.
"Why is there a beam of light?" He lifted the rabbit and let its scorched **** face the man in black, "Did you use this to kill?"
The headed man in black was stunned. He obviously didn't expect the other party to react like this.
My group of people slaughtered the entire village clean, but the young man, the only survivor, had a purely curious attitude, asking about his own way of killing.
Is that naive or stupid?
The black leader stared at the opponent's face, but couldn't see the slightest hatred, fear, or sadness in it. It seemed that what had just died was just a few bugs, not his relatives, neighbors, Friends, there are no enemies in front of me, just a few passersby.
Bai’s cold-blooded, cold-blooded, and calm-hearted, even the group of guys who have already had more than double-digit lives under them, felt a bit of chill on the bones.
They are cruel, easy to kill, and can slaughter ordinary people without any psychological burden, but they definitely can't be at the scene of the death of their relatives and friends, and they show an indifferent appearance to the enemy.
A person who doesn't care about anything is horrible.
"You seem to be curious?" The boy remained expressionless.
No one in black answered, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing in the silence.
The more the leader of the man in black looks at his white eyes, the more he feels frightened, because those deep eyes seem to be able to directly see everything he hides deep in his heart, pry into his secrets, and make him more and more conscious Plant the idea that this child cannot be left.
"After all, he is just a savage who doesn't even know about the family and the bloodline. He must have become like this only with a little talent."
"Damn it, why don't I have such a talent! If there is such a small amount of talent, I would not..." The leader's heart was jealous and hateful, and he couldn't help but feel all sorts of distracting thoughts.
"Don't care about the family, kill him!!!" He lowered his head, tried not to look at his white eyes, and then gave orders loudly to his hands.
He guessed that the young man in front of him should be the bloodline of a high-ranking family, so he was a little hesitant about whether to help the other person return to the family.
Only after seeing those strange eyes without emotional fluctuations, the leader in black completely rejected the idea. It was too terrible, and he killed a hundred.
"Kill!!!" The people who received the order rushed forward, trying to get into the crowd, using the herd effect to paralyze themselves and cover up their deep anxiety.
"Are your knives scared?"
The closer they are to Bai, the more the bloodmarked knives in their hands shake, and the nearest few people can't even hold them tightly.
The frequency and amplitude of the jitter of the knife handle are really too large. As long as you relax a little, the knife will probably fly out without being under their control.
"Who am I?" Bai thought suddenly jumped to the question he most often thinks about, as if the enemy in front of him is all air.
"Die!" A man in black carrying a blood-stripe knife, roared and slashed at the white surrounded by all sides.
However, it cut a hole.
Bai moved out of the encirclement without warning~IndoMTL.com~ I always feel that I should be able to kill all of you instantly, but now I don’t know why I forgot to kill it. Can you remind me? "
"You!" If it hadn't really read a few books, this group of people in black would definitely say "How dare you?"
……
"The real me in the body seems to be about to wake up."
Some unknown information began to appear in Bai's memory. He instinctively followed the information, teleporting among the crowd, avoiding the ubiquitous blade.
"What kind of monster did we encounter...Isn't it the tender old immortal in the bloodline."
Although the blood-stripe knife can strengthen the user's combat quality in all aspects, it is also time-limited. Moreover, facing such a guy who can teleport infinitely, they really have no confidence in how long they can last.
PS: Push a book "The Ruler of Tomorrow", a very interesting book opened by a big guy with a small account.