Xiaohua's face contorted in pain, while Little Knife and Big Tree trembled incessantly, trying to break free from their control.
But it was fixed in place.
A hand touched the bone spur, and he slowly raised his head, his blood-soaked lips slightly parted:
"I..."
Bang!
Ye Ciqing swung his hammer down, instantly smashing Xiaohua's head open, and a mixture of white and red fluid flowed out continuously.
Ye Ciqing shook the blood off the hammer, looked at Xiaohua whose head he had smashed off, shook his head slightly, and sighed.
"Sigh, I'm so kind. I even gave her a chance to say her last words, even though they were a bit short."
The warhammer slowly transformed, eventually turning back into a badminton racket, which was then carried on his back.
The black runes on Xiaodao, Dashu, and Xiaohua slowly dissipated at this time.
Seeing this, Ye Ciqing smiled rather smugly.
"I'm sure I'm right, your ability is to control objects that imprint runes on themselves."
That's a powerful ability, what a pity~
You don't know how to play~
He circled Xiaohua's body once, then stopped behind her.
Staring at Xiaohua's plump buttocks, Ye Ciqing revealed an extremely lewd smile.
"Yosh~ It's still warm."
Just as he got close enough to get down to business, a large black flying insect flew right in front of him.
Ye Yiqing grabbed it, held it in her palm, and looked at it curiously.
"Holy crap, a pure black praying mantis!"
The mantis in my hand was shiny black, and its size was quite rare, about half the size of my palm.
The praying mantis glanced at Ye Ciqing and kept gently poking his palm with its forelegs.
Ye Ciqing frowned, sensing that this mantis was no ordinary creature.
The praying mantis spread its wings and slowly flew to a branch of a tree, where it wouldn't come to rest.
He then turned to look at Ye Ciqing.
Ye Ciqing seemed to understand something and jogged over.
Seeing Ye Ciqing running over, the mantis spread its wings again and flew in one direction, but this time it was obviously faster.
Ye Ciqing hurriedly followed.
Meanwhile, Hela also sensed that Ye Ciqing was following her clone.
She then looked at the two people leading her forward, and then at her surroundings.
Surrounded by high mountains, it was deserted and the light was very dim.
If I were to commit murder here, I doubt I'd be discovered.
Thinking about it, Hela suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Upon noticing that Hela wasn't following, the taller, thinner of the two men turned around.
"What's wrong, Miss?"
Hela didn't speak, but simply stood quietly, watching the two of them.
Another, more muscular man also turned around.
The tall, thin man seemed to have anticipated something, and a wicked smile slowly crept onto his lips.
"Don't worry, miss, we already said we'd take you out for something delicious. You don't need to worry."
"Are you bad people?" Hela suddenly asked.
They were both stunned for a moment, then they both laughed.
"Haha, Miss, you're being far too suspicious!"
Are you guys bad people or not?
Hela repeated the sentence, her tone and expression appearing extremely serious and cold.
Seeing this, the two stopped laughing wildly, and their eyes were filled with coldness and disdain as they looked at Hela.
"Looks like you're not so stupid after all, but you're useless now."
As he spoke, the tall, thin man reached into his pocket and pulled out a large cleaver from the Xiaoxiao pocket.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Hela tossed aside the finger she had broken off earlier.
The fingers, like plants, took root in the ground, and the tips transformed into freely rotating eyeballs.
The tall, thin man tossed the large machete to the burly man, then pulled out a straight knife for himself.
The burly man smiled excitedly and pressed the large cleaver against his wrist.
Just as they were about to cut it off, a bone whip burst out from Hela's back and lashed out at the two of them.
The tall, thin man looked startled and quickly retreated to avoid the attack.
The burly man had no time to dodge; he gripped the hilt of the large cleaver with one hand and the back of the blade with the other, preparing to block head-on.
Bang!
The bone whip lashed out at the broadsword, producing a loud crack.
The burly man's hand instantly split open, and his over 200-pound body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Pfft!
Another bone whip burst forth from her body, and Hela darted forward, appearing directly in front of the two.
The tall, thin man's level was ' King Master ', equivalent to Hela, while the burly man was only ' High Rank '.
Actually, from the very beginning, when the two of them got Hela to follow them saying there was something delicious to eat, Hela realized they weren't good people.
But he didn't say anything, and just followed them blankly.
Because he hadn't yet completely defeated a person at the ' King Master ' level, and he was confident he could kill both of them.
That's why Hela pretended to be stupid.
Now is her hunting season.
The two bone whips, like pythons, stabbed at the two men respectively.
The tall, thin man dodged to the side, simultaneously reaching into his pocket, pulling out a grenade, pulling the pin, and throwing it fiercely at Hela.
The other burly man rolled on the ground to avoid the bone whip.
A grenade flew over, and Hela slapped it away, sending it flying to the side of the burly man.
The burly man, still lying on the ground, suddenly felt something hard land on his back.
Turning his head, he saw a hand grenade lying beside him.
"Ah...!"
Bang--!
The grenade exploded with a loud bang, and the powerful impact sent the burly man tumbling over several times.
Finally, he lay on the ground, emitting blue smoke from his mouth, unconscious.
Hela continued her attack, wielding her two bone whips relentlessly against the tall, thin man.
The opponent, wielding a straight knife, was forced to defend himself.
The tall, thin man glanced at the burly man lying on the ground and gritted his teeth.
He quickly reached into his pocket, pulled out a steel fork, and slammed it down, wedging one of Hela's bone whips into the ground.
Then, he quickly ran to the burly man's side with his knife, grabbed the man's left hand, and stabbed him with the knife.
"Ah!" The intense pain caused the burly man to let out a scream.
Bright red blood stained the blade, then slowly soaked the entire blade in red.
His initial anxiety instantly turned to joy; he hadn't expected that his special ability could still be used normally even after he had fainted.
The burly man sat up abruptly, looked at his pierced left hand, then glanced at the tall, thin man holding the blood-stained knife, and immediately understood what had just happened.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something.
But suddenly a bone whip appeared, instantly piercing his chest and lifting him up.
The burly man and the tall, thin man looked on in disbelief and turned to look, only to see a piece of bone whip still stuck in the steel fork.
The tall, thin man's pupils contracted instantly; he hadn't expected Hela to cut through her own flesh to kill them.
The burly man coughed up a mouthful of blood, then his neck lolled to the side and he died.
He never even managed to harm Hela before he died.
The vomited blood sprayed onto the bone whip, turning part of it blood red.
The blood spurting from the burly man's chest didn't fall, but instead gently stained Hela's bone whip.
Until the entire bone whip was stained blood red.