When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

How dare this devil say that he has never killed anyone with a knife? ! Could it be that her parents and family members, even if they were killed, were never taken into account, or that her parents were just irrelevant flies in the eyes of this devil? !

The girl's eyes were ruled by anger, and her face was filled with twisted disgust.

Even with his back to her, Yong Ye could feel this gaze filled with hatred and anger.

However, even so, he is still very strange, when did he kill the parents of this child? Of course, although he didn't know when he became the child's parents, he was fully aware of the reason why the child was here.

"I think so too. If it wasn't for enough hatred, it would be impossible for a child as old as you to walk through this street full of corpses, but I'm sorry, I killed a lot of people, I really can't remember, can you mention a few? A feature? Or why did I kill them?"

"My dad...is a samurai who protects everyone!! But you killed him!!"

"...I think I can probably guess that I killed him because he was bitten?"

"He begged for mercy! My father knelt down for you!! But you still killed him!?"

The girl roared in a high-pitched voice, a voice that had long since lost its innocence, distorted by hatred, and was harsh and unpleasant to the ear.

"...Ah, that's it, I'm really sorry."

After an unapologetic apology, it didn't look like Yong Ye, who was pointed at by a sharp weapon, asked the little girl behind him with his arms crossed.

"Then, what happened to your mother and your grandmother? If you want to kill me, you have to make me an idiot? Go to **** to repent?"

"Mom and grandma wanted to avenge their father! They were killed by you together!"

"Is one old and one young? Hmm~ This case doesn't seem to exist yet, right? Ah, I remembered, it was a woman of one old and one young. When I was dealing with Kabane, I went to rob the samurai's steam gun and was killed by the samurai. Is it right to shoot?"

"Looks like you remembered..."

The little girl's face was extremely gloomy, and she looked like a vengeful ghost, with a smirk that didn't match her age, and the joy of getting revenge for her great revenge.

"Scum!! Go give it to my parents now...!!"

The little girl tried hard to stab the long knife into the heart of the man in front of her.

boom! ! boom! ! boom! !

However, at this time, three shots were fired.

In Yong Ye's hand, a black pistol appeared at an unknown time.

The pistol that passed through the armpit was pulled three times in a row at close range, causing the little girl to instantly stop her forward movement.

"...Although I don't like killing children, it doesn't mean that I will be merciful to children who want to kill me, and I don't know what to do if I keep you, but this kind of hatred can't be resolved, and I don't want to. Die, so...that's all."

When the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground sounded, Yong Ye put away the pistol and retrieved the knife and sheath from the new pool of blood.

"...It was really hard for me to carry it for such a long distance. Thank you, I do think this knife is quite heavy."

Looking at the little girl who had three bullet holes in her body and fell into a pool of blood, Yong Ye's mood was very complicated.

"In the end... I want to tell you that I haven't lied to you, this knife is new, I haven't used it at all, and when you want to kill people, don't talk about it so much, it will only make you miss the opportunity. "

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Yong Ye walked staggeringly again, using the samurai sword in his hand as a crutch, ignoring the newly added small corpse on the street.

In fact, Yong Ye found out that the little girl was abnormal from the very beginning. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, he could feel the child's uncontrollable killing intent and hatred towards him.

After all, although the little girl is well hidden, he has experience of being sneak attacked by children. Even a child will be vigilant, especially if a child suddenly appears at this time, he will naturally be more vigilant.

When is the time for retribution? Naturally, it can only end when one party dies, and he has no reason to forgive someone who wants to kill him.

Although... it is cold-blooded to kill a ten-year-old child, but... this child who has a deep hatred with him, it is impossible to forget the hatred of his father and his family who died because of him. In this case, turning enemies into friends is even more important. In a fool's dream.

If you don't kill him, stay or take him away, he's just adding hidden dangers to himself. With his current physical condition, how could he bring someone who wants to kill him?

He's not a bad guy, and he doesn't have the eloquence that ordinary bad guys can even resolve the revenge of killing his father.

Take that kid by your side as a tow bottle? And he still wants to kill his fuel bottle all the time.

Only saints can do this, right?

It's a pity he's not the kind of saint who can put himself in danger to save a stranger.

For the enemy, let alone ten years old, even if he was three years old, he would take it. No matter how young he is, it does not mean that he will feel that the opponent's life is more valuable than his own.

The opponent's life is life, isn't it his?

Of course...he knew exactly what all this behavior represented.

sin.

Everything has a cause and there is an effect. Everything is caused by him in the beginning. No matter what reason is used as a cover, this is a sin, selfishly killing others and maintaining one's own life.

The girl's behavior is caused by hatred, hatred that cannot be resolved.

Even though his reasons and motives for killing are very strong, in the eyes of others, his killing of young children is a sin.

After all, according to the law, a ten-year-old child cannot be sentenced even if he wants to kill.

Ah, of course, in this world, there is no law on the protection of minors, but it will be universally condemned by the public.

However, even if he is a man who survived at the expense of others, he is not willing to end his life like this.

Besides, Yong Ye actually doesn't like this kind of behavior. Killing people always makes him have an indescribably complicated emotion.

But... He believed that this time, it wasn't the first time, it definitely wouldn't be the last time.

Looking up at the sky, the blood-like setting sun is constantly falling, and it seems that it is about to fall.

...

The reddish sky and the ground were filled with a desolate feeling.

Of course... it's not just the sky and the earth that are desolate, even the back of Yong Ye, the lone walker, stained red with blood, is just as desolate.

Yong Ye killed the girl who was with him before, and walked alone on this battlefield full of thick death breaths. Even though he was actually very tired, he kept moving forward.

However, even so, he is blindly pursuing the hope of life.

Because, this is above sex. Desire, the instinct of human existence.

In the city that was easily burned by the war, Yong Ye suddenly heard the sound of footsteps superimposed on the flanks.

Stopping to identify carefully, it's probably... four people?

"Found it! Sword Saint!!"

"...is it the Hunters?"