War Paradise

Bloodblade met Graz Dupont in a tavern in the wilderness.

That was the first time she matched this map. At that time, the entourage she carried had died in the previous battle, and her incompetent teammate had already died. Only the scarred girl was left, wandering in the wilderness alone. .

After "processing" the eyeballs of several cowboys with a short knife and a long thin steel needle, the bloodblade threw the corpse into the bushes and went to a nearby tavern, intending to search for information as usual.

Even the "famous" murderers in the game, their usual mode of action is similar to that of ordinary players. In addition to enjoying a long time when "healing the enemy", the usual blood blade basically follows the principle of efficiency first and chooses the most efficient way to act.

——Collecting intelligence and hiring entourage in the tavern is also the most efficient method in this game.

Bloodblade pushed open the broken wooden door of the tavern and entered the sultry wooden house. The unpleasant smell of alcohol mixed with sweat began to irritate the nasal cavity.

A group of savage and rude cowboys were shaking their glasses drunkly. After seeing the blood blade enter the room, he only glanced at her slightly, then turned his gaze back to the original position.

What these cowboys like is not the little girl type, but the kind of adult women with hot bodies. For thin guys like Bloodblade, they have no interest at all.

Bloodblade took out a few banknotes from his backpack, and was about to ask for information from the boss. An old man hiding in the corner attracted her attention.

It was an old man with a rickety body and ragged clothes. The gully on his face was as deep as the Great Rift Valley, and his turbid and apathetic eyes kept turning. Looks like a common homeless in the Westfall.

In normal times, for such a typical weak person, the blood blade would not even have the effort to take a second look. Strangely, when she saw the old man, she sensed a subtle premonition of danger.

"Is it an illusion..."

Bloodblade stared at the old man, but found that the old man raised his head tremblingly, fixed his gaze on her face, slowly opened his mouth, and said a few words silently in the noisy tavern:

--leave here.

Even if he couldn't read the other party's lips, Bloodblade understood the old man's meaning. The ghost and goddess, who has never listened to NPCs, began to turn around and walk towards the door of the tavern.

Before leaving, she noticed the content of these cowboys chatting in the tavern, and found that these people seemed to be working towards the same goal:

"Have you found the criminal? He should be hiding here?"

"You guys don't grab... the criminal's bounty... it's mine!"

"You drank too much, cubs, the money is definitely Lao Tzu's."

"It's better for us to catch alive, and we can divide the money if we bring a piece of meat over!"

"Your mind is flooded..."

——It sounds like the cowboys here are all coming for criminal bounties. Realizing this, the bloodblade that had just arrived in front of the door also changed its course, planning to turn around and ask the tavernkeeper for information. at this time……

The strings of death tightened.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood, the sound of corpses falling, the sound of internal organs flowing out in sequence, everyone in the tavern except the blood blade, all turned into pieces in an instant!

"..."

Even the bloodblade that has always been cruel in the game has never seen such an incredible "superior view". She rubbed her eyes vigorously, wondering if she was daydreaming.

How did such a fantastic way of slaughter work?

Under the gaze of Bloodblade's astonished gaze, the old man in the corner of the room ripped off his rags and stood up. The whole person was 20 centimeters tall, and he changed from an old man to a tall and thin man.

The man's face was covered with a pale mask, and the thread sticking out of his hand was still stained with flesh and blood. While tearing off the disguise, his name also appeared in front of Bloodblade:

"Faceless" Graz Dupont, a hero-level NPC (leader-level), cannot be recruited.

—— BOSS will appear in such a place?

After witnessing the opposing party's magnificent killing methods, the blood blade was so excited that he could barely breathe, and finally slowed down, and subconsciously asked: "Why are you here?"

"They are so annoying." Graz Du Pang smiled slightly, reached out his hand to support the mask on his face, opened the plasma-stained package around him, and took out a white dress from the inside to put it on his body.

The man seemed to have the ability to transform. The moment he put on the white clothes, his height dropped by ten centimeters, and his body seemed to be much thinner. Even the voice of speaking became a soft female voice:

"I'm leaving now, little girl."

"Wait a minute..." Bloodblade stretched out his hand to try to keep the opponent.

"I know what you want to say, so save it."

Graz Dupont, disguised as a woman, turned around, with a brown wig swaying behind his back: "But if you really want to do this, maybe I can give you a chance."

"What opportunity?" Bloodblade asked immediately.

"If you can find me again, I will join you." Graz Dupont said and left the back door of the tavern: "Goodbye, little girl."

The voice of "woman" faded away with the sound of horseshoes. The Blood Blade was still frozen in the tavern full of dead bodies, staring down at this artistic picture.

The epic killing scene just now is still playing back in front of Bloodblade's eyes. I don't know how long it took, she finally recovered, bending her eyes and smiling excitedly:

"I will find you, Graz Dupont."

...

After that, in order to find the criminal who murdered like art, the blood blade came to the wilderness of the pioneers many times, but every time he returned without success.

The reason why she pulled Lin Chi this time was precisely to find the godlike slayer. From the perspective of Bloodblade, the opportunity to take Graz Du Pang into his entourage must not be missed.

It was also after witnessing the man's killing that Bloodblade's requirements for killing became more stringent. For her, hiring bounty hunters to collect heads was too low-level.

but……

"You are, that person?"

Bloodblade let out an exaggerated laugh, and the contempt was overwhelming: "Don't make me laugh, Grace Dupont will not use your despicable means."

"That's just your wishful thinking." Mr. Spencer turned around, staring at the blood blade with blue eyes without blinking: "You treat Graz Dupont as a saint, thinking he is a gorgeous legend. Criminals. But I just wanted to quickly solve those idiots and cut them into pieces, which was the fastest way at the time."

"The'sage' in your fantasy doesn't exist at all. Graz Dupont is just an ordinary criminal. He also hires murderers, handles corpses by himself, and occasionally leaves wrong clues to mislead bounty hunters... …"

"Shut up." Bloodblade lowered his head and clenched his left fist.

"At that time I hadn't gained the power I am now, so I could only flee as a criminal. But now it's different..."

Mr. Spencer raised his left hand to the three of them, as if performing some kind of ritual: "I have joined the'Oasis Army' in order to achieve what I am today. Now, on behalf of the Oasis Army, I also invite the three to be guests."

"The Oasis Army is your university association?" Lin Chi sneered.

"Please don't be nervous, the three of you, I have no malice." Mr. Spencer turned his head to look at Lin Chi: "I just want to show the three of us our future."

"It sounds like tricking people into a small black room for MLM." Lin Chi smiled.

Since he still didn't know what this "Oasis Army" was, he naturally wouldn't answer the party's invitation so easily.

However, when the bloodblade looked up again, it gave a completely different answer:

"I'm going to see." She said.