Until death, the golden rat demon had a strong sense of disbelief in his eyes.

He never expected that such a little girl, who was six or seven years old, would have the ability to kill him.

puff!

Without any hesitation, the little loli pulled out the dagger that pierced the golden rat demon's throat, flashed slightly to the side, dodged the claws of a hamster behind the golden rat demon, and also avoided the dirty blood sprayed from the golden rat demon.

The next moment, the hamster who had just scratched the girl's throat was confused and found that he had lost the target of his attack.

"later!"

After a moment of shock, the hamster turned around decisively.

But

"It's too late."

When the dagger pierced into the hamster's heart from behind, the girl's cold voice sounded at the same time, without any emotion, like Shura from hell, just for killing.

The four monsters were destroyed half in an instant.

At this moment, two other smaller golden rat demons behind him rushed to the girl.

Although it is a little small, the Golden Rat Monster, which can activate wisdom, is about the same size as a girl's body.

But, looking at the girl's cold face, her eyes that had no feelings, and her two companions lying on the ground and dying with their eyes open.

These two golden rat demons subconsciously made a move to run away!

Yes, two companions who were slightly stronger than themselves died at the hands of the girl, and they did not think they could win.

Therefore, only by escaping, passing the news back, and allowing more people to siege, can we have a chance to survive.

But, where is there such an opportunity?

Before the two golden rat demons decided to escape, the girl had already blocked her way.

The moment a golden rat demon turned around, the girl had just stood still, raised her hand, and aimed the dagger at the golden rat demon's throat.

Puff!

Just as if he had sent his neck to the other party's dagger, the golden rat demon didn't understand when the girl was standing there until he died, and why he used his neck to hit the other party's dagger.

At the moment when the Golden Rat Demon died, he felt his body soaring into the air and flying towards the village.

The next moment, he completely lost consciousness.

And the moment he completely lost consciousness, his body hit his other companion.

My companion was staggered and he stabilized his body and wanted to continue running, but just as he stabilized his body, a dagger penetrated from behind him, piercing his heart and taking away all his vitality.

"For why."

He could only take this question to the underworld.

Because, he was only concerned about escaping his life, he would never know that when he killed another companion, while kicking his companion's body towards him, the girl was already chasing him in the direction of his escape without any hesitation.

There was no pause at all.

He killed four rat demons in one breath, looked at the corpses on the ground, smelled the bloody air, and the girl's face turned pale in an instant.

A strong sense of vomiting came, making her subconsciously want to bend down.

However, the voice taught by the teacher was replaying in her mind, allowing her to resist the discomfort caused by the first killing, step by step, step by step towards the village with blood.

massacre!

This is a massacre, killing with one blow, and no monster needs a second attack.

Art, this is a feast of killings for art.

With the ability brought by special martial arts, although her strength is not stronger than those monsters, she seems to be able to predict the opponent's next move, as if she can naturally find the opponent's flaws.

Then, you just need to start this flaw and kill your opponent in the easiest way.

As the killing progressed, the girl discovered that although the technique passed down by her teacher was just a technique and had no martial arts and magical powers, it was like the technique of killing included in the technique.

During the killing, she became more and more aware of the enemy's weaknesses and became more and more proficient in her own martial arts.

Every time the enemy fell, she was a little stronger, and every move could deepen her understanding of killing.

One step, two steps.

Kill one step at a time, hundreds of monsters in the village rushed out, some of which were weaker than her, and some were stronger than her.

Her face was cold, as if there were not hundreds of enemies in front of her, but a corpse.

There was no emotion in her eyes.

There is no murderous intention or fear, as if she is watching one dead person, she herself is also a dead person.

Every time I pass by, every time I wave the dagger in my hand, a life will be harvested.

She seemed to be the master of killing, mastering the art of killing, and she could kill the enemy in front of her in the simplest, most efficient, most labor-saving and most effective way.

As the killing progressed, she felt that her condition was getting better and better, her efficiency was getting higher and higher, and her understanding of death and killing became deeper and deeper.

She forgot fear, hatred, and fear of death.

She was like a cold machine, and the only thing she had to do was to kill all the enemies in front of her.

Every enemy standing opposite her is the object of her hunting.

She was hunting like a cheetah rushing into a wolf pack.

Regardless of whether he can defeat him, he just keeps killing the enemy in front of him.

Either the other party dies, or you die by yourself.

Kill, kill.

The mechanical version waved the dagger in his hand, instinctively looking for the most correct way to attack, and turning killing into an art like conditioned reflex.

I don’t know when, in front of her, there is no living creature.

On the ground, there are corpses all over the ground.

Blood dyed the land red, and the low-lying places gathered a pool of blood.

She turned around, stepped on the body, and walked through the blood.

One step, one footprint, with bright red and fishy blood.

That is a symbol of the disappearance of life.

Step by step, the corpses that were killed by her own hands and watched with her own eyes fall in front of her.

The road under your feet seems to be particularly long.

It was so long that she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Finally, she walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and walked to the clean, untainted and dusty figure in white clothes.

"teacher"

She screamed softly.

She saw that the person opposite had a smile on his face, and his smile was so gentle that he thought of his mother, always so gentle, and his father, who had a rough face, but he always cared for him so carefully.

This smile made her seem to have found support.

Facing this smile, she unconsciously showed the same smile.

This smile seemed to have used all her strength.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and with a smile, she slowly fell backwards.

She didn't fall to the ground. Before her consciousness fell into darkness, she felt like she was falling into a warm embrace.
Chapter completed!