Bai Piaopiao clutched Worm's shoulders tightly, her whole soul pressed against his , she could still touch Worm's body, otherwise she would have drifted to nowhere after a while. 'It's so dangerous. Let's find a way to let Worm learn to drive. ' If you drive like this, you never know when your car will overturn. "..." Worm was thinking, but the speed of the car was difficult to interrupt his danger arises. "Huh? Don't pull the steering wheel suddenly... I *Sarkazi expletive*! Where did such a big rock come from?" A huge boulder flew from nowhere and hit where they , Worm noticed it and turned the steering wheel in advance to let the car drift prevented his calling Dabuliu from becoming Dabuliu-chan. "There's a battle ahead." In today's Kazdaele, with the end of the war, everyone has fallen into chaotic order to survive, Sakaz did everything he could. Therefore, various small groups of Sarkarz mercenaries will fight for resources, and this fight will inevitably end when one party is destroyed.
"Oh, it's a boring battle again. Hey, little devil, do you want to take care of it?" When supplies are sufficient, Dabuliu is not willing to meddle in other people's business, but the man next to him has just established an ideal. If he wants to go, Dabuliu can't step on the accelerator pedal to smooth it out. Worm didn't respond, he just drew his knife and got out of the car. Dabuliu sighed and took out his grenade musket and bomb bag from the back seat. "Wait for me!" "You can stay there to pick me up, Dabuliu." "Stop joking, how could such a fun thing happen to me?" 10. Mudstone "Attack the biggest guy! Don't let his monsters come at you!" "Warlock! Where is his *** warlock?!" The scene was chaotic. The tall dirt monster divided the battlefield, and a big crater was created with one punch. If it was unlucky enough, a red and white piece would fall down. There were about 30 Sakaz fighting together, and it seemed that the Sakaz mercenaries with the help of the mud monster had a chance to win. However, the actual situation is completely opposite. The Sakaz wearing white heavy armor is surrounded by injured Sakaz, and he is the only one who still has complete combat the opposite side, there are not only warlocks who can control his magic creations, but also a bunch of grenade throwers and crossbowmen who can attack from a can't kill him, but you can kill his subordinates first and then drag him to death. "Hey, the fight was quite intense. Do you mind adding one more person?" The little devil's unique voice is very recognizable, and the explosion of the bomb she launches, coupled with her maniacal laughter, can cause PTSD stress in people in one go. "Oh, what a bad luck. It was blown to pieces in one go." Dabuliu glanced at the stagnant Sakaz, and then his golden demon eyes suddenly shrank, bringing out an almost crazy laugh. "I didn't expect to bump into you here... you scum!"
The traitors she had given up chasing because of Worm were now lucky enough to bump into two of them here. What a lucky day today! "I'm very happy now, but you guys are unlucky." "W! It's that madman!" They also apparently recognized her identity. If there's only one W, they won't be afraid. But when that figure appeared behind her, they were overwhelmed by the fear that surged up from their hearts, and they gave up resistance on the spot. "The little devil...he's here!" When they saw Worm's unique and iconic pale mask and pink-white hair, their minds, which had been trapped in the mutual torture of ideals and survival because of the assassination of His Highness, instantly broke through. They killed the Demon King, so being killed by the Demon King's blood descendants must be the result they deserve. "Little Devil? It's him!" The leader of this mercenary was also knowledgeable. He had been hired by Kazdel to fight against the Tower of Babel, and he had seen the killing machine from a distance on the edge of the battlefield. Blood filled the sky, corpses were broken into pieces and bones... One glance can make him remember it for a lifetime. "……damn it." After finally discovering a group of weak colleagues, they immediately had their mouths filled with food, but now they had to retreat. "..." As for the two traitors... Well, let them delay the monster. I heard that the Demon King will judge Sakaz who wants to die. In that case... they can retreat safely. "They ran away." Although Dabuliu wanted to blow the heads of the two traitors with grenades right now, she had not forgotten what they were going to do. "There's no need to chase him, Dabuliu." Since they were not his enemies yet, there was no need for Worm to chase after them and leave no one behind. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the two Sakaz who were kneeling on the ground and had lost their will to live. He slowly came to the Sakaz who was closest to had already committed suicide because he could no longer bear the panic in his heart. "We deserved to die there when we committed that crime...but she forgave us. That Highness...she was so...nice, but we..." He is an elderly Sakaz, almost 40 years old, and his face is now full of regret and self-blame. "I don't ask you to spare my life...I should have died long ago..." "what do you want."
Worm didn't take action immediately. He could feel the strong emotions on the other party's body. It is not the desire for life, but the expectation of death. What made him feel this way?Sakaz has been desperately trying to survive since he was born, and why did he give up this instinct? Worm wondered. "I heard that the Demon King can bring a beautiful death to his subjects...I, I..." He couldn't speak. His words were so unreasonable. They were clearly the murderers of the Demon King, but now they were expecting the new Demon King to give them a peaceful death. "I'm not the devil. I can't do what you said." Worm didn't give him a false answer. "You are not... no, how is that possible! If you are not... then who else is qualified in Sakazili! Yes, you are unwilling to forgive us... We deserve this!" He couldn't believe it, he would rather believe that Worm was deceiving him. "Please...execute me." He was desperate. Perhaps Sakaz, who had committed a crime, should die in despair. "..." "I don't know how the Demon King did it, but if it's just an illusion..." It is recorded in the ancient nursery rhyme of the banshee: Under the silent night sky, the banshee with outstretched wings brings wonderful hallucinations and cruel death to travelers. Worm has the blood of a banshee. Although he is not as powerful as the current Banshee Lord, he can still do it by just making up some illusions to deceive people's eyes and minds. But what constitutes a good death? He can only use what he considers to be the best moments to weave this illusion. "I... saw... His Highness' figure... Do you forgive me... My Demon King... You are indeed... kind." Although he spun the illusion, Worm still couldn't let him reach death in a peaceful him as quickly as possible so that he doesn't have time to feel pain is the limit of what he can do. "Tsk, I really don't know why you should take advantage of them!" Dabuliu, who was not relieved at all, wanted to give him a few blows on his body that was divided into two halves to vent his seeing the silent Worm, she could only vent her dissatisfaction on the stone on the side and kick it several times to relieve her anger. '...' Theresa, who witnessed what happened, looked sad and sighed. "?" She looked at Worm who turned her head in confusion and waved her hand in front of him.
Worm didn't respond, which made her even more confused. Worm looked at her, did he hear her sigh, or was it just a coincidence? Theresia temporarily suppressed her sadness and checked her own condition. Her soul was still like a mist, without any Worm's actions just now made her feel that something must have changed. 'Is it because of that Sakaz just now? ' Because his death was different from the others killed by Worm? Is it that the gray fog produced by this kind of peaceful death is more substantial than the one with fear, and has a greater impact on her? Theresia thought about it and decided to carefully observe the difference next time Worm encounters this kind of thing. "Hey, big guy over there. We saved you, why don't you show anything?" After dealing with the traitor, Dabuliu focused on the mercenaries who took this time to regroup. "……thank you." A thick and small sound floated out from the tall and heavy armor. "You speak so softly and have so little energy and you still want to be a mercenary?! Let's do it again!" Seeing that such a big guy in front of him could not speak as loudly as a source stone bug, the little devil instantly showed a nasty smile. "...Um, thank you!" He seemed a little uncomfortable with such a high voice, and sounded a little lacking in confidence. "Which mercenaries are you and where are you going?" Worm came to him and looked at the little white giant who was almost half a height taller than him. He was also a little confused about his state. Was it an internal injury?When he treated Logos' wounds before, the banshee also had such a weak tone. "..." The white giant was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking. "I am Mud Rock, and this is my companion. We... don't know where we are going." The war is over, and Kazdaele's employment has stopped. They have lost their source of funding and have no clear goals. They are now in a period of confusion about the future. 11. Take in Miss Apple "If there is no way out, you can follow me." Worm spoke to them as before. But he was immediately pulled by the little devil's arm and turned away. "Hey, hey, my little devil, how can we have spare money to hire them?"
Dabuliu didn't think that these Sakaz mercenaries who had not been trained by Theresia would follow Theresia and Worm for free like Hedley, who was relatively close to him, was paid to do things. "We can go together... for a while." There was a lack of confidence in the response coming from behind. Mudrock is not a stupid, greedy, and inflexible mercenary. She knows what will happen to their team's current state of disarray in the increasingly crowded Kazdaele mercenary world. Those people followed her because they trusted her. She couldn't lead them to death from beginning to end.