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But he saw the magic knife stuck in half of his shark fin.

It turned into a wave of swords silently!

Lin Shu took a step forward.

The figure suddenly flew into the air.

He stepped on a Thousand Blades fragment that shot from the air and flew towards the Shark Demon at high speed.

"not good!"

The latter was filled with fear and his spirit was instantly lost.

Looking at those indifferent black and red eyes, I almost instinctively wanted to run away.

"Your Majesty!"

Lin Shu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a sky full of blades fell down with a loud bang.

At this time, his huge body, which he was proud of, made him a sitting duck.

Bang! Bang bang! !

Countless blades fell like fast rain, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and the dull sound like hammering iron even echoed several feet away.

In an instant, it was violently smashed into the ground.

The Shark Demon's skin is indeed quite tough.

But under Lin Shu's full-strength attack, he only managed to hold out for a moment before his defense line was forcefully broken through.

Chi, chi, chi!!

Thousands of knives fell at the same time.

Chop up the shark demon's skin and flesh.

The pain was so severe that it was no less severe than the torture of lingchi.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The horrifying screams echoed endlessly.

Lin Shu stepped on the blades and looked down indifferently.

Countless thousand blade fragments suddenly burst out, like a wave covering the sea, completely submerging the Shark Demon.

[Kill the "Shark Demon" and be rewarded with 4000 game currency. ]

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Shuisheng Village, the center of the village.

Chi!

The wind whistled and the sharp knife fell.

In an instant, a newcomer's life was taken away.

A demonic sword with purple runes, like a leech, was held in the palm of a fanatical villager's hand.

His pupils were twisted and ferocious.

The corners of his mouth pulled 360 degrees strangely.

As exaggerated and ridiculous as the Laughing Bat.

With a puff, scarlet blood splashed everywhere along with the pulled-out blade.

A limp corpse fell limply to the ground.

The remaining fear in his pupils quickly dilated.

“Ah, ah, ah!!!”

Makoto Ito's face was pale, his pupils constricted, his fingers trembled, and he looked forward in disbelief.

My breathing became rapid and disordered, my legs were so weak that I could barely stand, and I felt a chill running through my body.

Just now, two demons attacked the entire team.

The sudden attack forced everyone to scatter.

In the fog so thick that it was impossible to see, he and a few newcomers were surrounded by a group of villagers armed with weapons.

With fanatical expressions, they came forward holding a strange knife engraved with purple runes, saying that they wanted to hold a knife-testing meeting.

Just when Makoto Ito was confused about what a sword-testing meeting was.

A newcomer next to him suddenly snatched the magic sword and stabbed it hard into his chest!

Blood splattered all over his body in an instant.

The sudden change almost scared Ito Makoto so much that his pants got wet.

No one would have thought that this strange sword could actually bewitch people and make them kill each other.

But in just a few tens of seconds, several newcomers laughed wildly, brandished knives, and committed suicide.

Now the long sword is back in the hands of the villagers.

The next haircut is coming soon.

In this situation, the only ones still standing in the team were myself and the girl who still looked calm.

"I'm sorry... classmate, I still want to live!"

Cheng Ge's legs were trembling, and the sound was as small as a mosquito, weak and with a slight tremor.

My palms are full of sweat.

Looking forward helplessly.

But the next moment.

A trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on his face. He clenched his teeth and pushed the girl next to him to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm just trying to save my life!!"

Ito Makoto's ashamed voice still lingered in the wind.

The knife-wielding man had a creepy smile on his face.

Just as he was about to bring the leech-like demon sword in front of the girl.

Kato Megumi suddenly raised her bright eyes and pulled the watch strap hanging on her wrist down.

In an instant, the strap turned into a five-inch long short-handled knife.

The girl gritted her teeth and swung her knife, launching an invisible air blade towards the villagers in front of her.

[Item Name: Air Strap]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Instructions: Pull the watch strap to transform it into a knife, suddenly condensing the surrounding air into an air blade approximately 60 cm long and wide!]

[Note: In critical moments, you can consume your own mental energy to increase the speed of air condensation.]

[Equipment conditions: None]

[Note: Fake, I, Doraemon, will beat you to death today!]

"Something seems to have happened over there!"

Makoto Ito was running for his life. He heard some movement behind him, but he didn't dare to stop.

He could only grit his teeth, activate his novice props, and squeeze into the crowd.

[Item Name: Hostility Necklace]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Explanation: After activation, you will significantly consume your own physical strength to balance the enemy's hostility. When your physical strength is exhausted, the enemy will regain its hostility.]

[Note: After the stamina is depleted, you can consume your own health to maintain balance.]

[Equipment conditions: None]

[Note: I thought I was always a nice person, but suddenly one day everyone started to hate me.]

"Damn it!"

As his physical strength dropped significantly, Ito Makoto couldn't help but secretly resent the consequences of his laziness and lack of exercise.

The boy bit his lip.

I just felt a burning pain in my entire throat.

Breathing felt like a sharp knife piercing my neck.

The lungs were like a worn-out air pump, struggling to squeeze out the last bit of oxygen.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

His frail body soon reached its limit.

My legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

His head was covered in sweat as he pushed through the crowd and dived forward.

I was afraid that the smiling faces in front of me would turn back into their previous hideous smiles in an instant.

It was only a distance of 100 meters, but he didn't even finish it in a minute.

Whoosh... Whoosh...

The hair is turning gray.

Visible wrinkles appear on the skin.

Vision begins to blur.

When Makoto Ito gritted his teeth, crossed the crowd of people a hundred meters away, and stopped panting.

He was shocked to realize that he had become so old.