Infinite Anime Transformed into Sky Striker

In a trance, he actually saw the statue's eyelids droop slightly, and a trace of sadness seemed to appear on its compassionate face.

"Namo..." The old monk's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, "Even Buddha...closed his eyes..."

"Ah."

A crisp chuckle came from the corner of the hall, carrying a hint of teasing and chilling.

A blonde girl stepped out from the shadows, her emerald green eyes gleaming faintly in the dimness.

"Because..." she whispered softly, "They finally saw the pure world, and closed their eyes contentedly."

"you....."

The monk didn't expect that this extremely evil demon was still there, and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Of course, it could also be that they think these people's blood is too dirty."

"..."

The monk said nothing and just closed his eyes again.

Lingyi's gaze shifted to the monk, and seeing that he was ready to be killed, he revealed a rather friendly and lovely smile.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. I won't hurt you. Although it's a little unexpected, I really don't sense any evil from you."

"evil.....?"

The monk finally opened his eyes again and was unable to understand what Lingyi meant.

"That's it. I have to go somewhere else. There are still many pests in this city that have not been cleaned up."

"..."

Looking at the graceful girl, she was so lively and natural, not at all as ferocious and terrifying as the protostomes. However, what she could do was far beyond the reach of the protostomes.

The monk felt even more helpless and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Why....."

Why didn't you kill him? Why did you kill the others? Why did you do such a thing?

"why?"

Lingyi stopped and looked back with a puzzled expression.

But looking at the monk's expression, she seemed to understand something.

"Didn't I tell you? Anyone who harbors malice and harms others will pay with their heads - I'm not kidding, I only kill guilty people."

"You can simply understand that they are all criminals. According to your laws, they are undoubtedly criminals."

"Why? I should be the one asking."

Lingyi sighed softly.

"Why are there so many criminals in this city? Why aren't so many criminals in jail?"

"......"

Only the senior monk was left standing in the temple. He closed his eyes as he faced the door through which Lingyi left.

"Ah...what kind of...Marapotasun..."

.........

This cleansing lasted for seven full days—

When Patchouli crossed the snow-capped mountains, a faint fishy stench suddenly filled the air, mixed with a hint of corruption.

After looking around, Patchouli did not find the source, but the aura never dissipated.

With doubts in her heart, she continued to fly towards the location Lingyi sent her.

After another ten minutes of flying, she finally found Lingyi, whom she had not seen for seven days.

However, the scene before her made this witch who had lived for hundreds of years lose her usual composure.

She was struck by lightning and froze in place.

The little face that had always been calm and aloof was completely dull at this moment, with huge cracks appearing on it.

The amethyst-like pupils contracted violently, and the purple eyes that sparkled with wisdom widened, like a child who witnessed death for the first time, with only horror left in his eyes.

"How many people have you killed?"

Her voice was terribly dry, her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't even notice that the magic book in her arms had fallen to the ground.

On the horizon at dusk, human corpses piled up into a hundred-meter-high tower of horror, casting a huge shadow that enveloped Patchouli.

The blood and broken limbs glowed dark red in the setting sun, and the air was filled with a strong smell of rust, as if even the wind was whispering death.

Ling Yi sat quietly on the top of the Tower of Death, with the Flash Blade casually inserted beside her. Her golden hair was gently blown by the evening breeze, and her emerald green eyes were cold and clear, like a demon god descended to the earth.

Hearing Patchouli's voice, she tilted her head slightly and looked down.

Then he jumped off the tower on one foot and landed steadily in front of Patchouli, and the sole of his boot just happened to crush a regretful head.

"I thought you were going to say thank you for your hard work."

"—!"

Patchouli subconsciously took a step back, her slender body trembling slightly, and her fingers clenched into fists under her purple robe.

It looked like a stressed kitten, alert and at a loss.

"Pachouli?" Lingyi tilted her head, blinking her beautiful eyes like a puzzled little animal.

She took a step forward, only to see the other person reflexively step back again.

Lingyi's expression instantly fell, a look of hurt appeared in his eyes, and there was a hint of grievance in his voice.

"Were you serious about taking a step back? I'm so hurt, and you know I wouldn't hurt you."

"..."

Patchouli took a deep breath in silence.

"I'm sorry...but it's not my fault. It's your problem. You should know that, right?"

"Um....."

Lingyi turned around and looked at the tall tower.

"Maybe. It's a little scary, isn't it? But I thought you, Patchouli, would be a little braver."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if the bloody massacre had nothing to do with her, as if the tower of corpses was just a sand castle she had casually built.

"How many people have you killed?"

Patchouli subconsciously asked in a low voice.

"About 313 million. This city may not have a large population, but it has a lot of criminals."

"..."

Patchouli suddenly covered her chest with her hands, her face showing pain.

No! My asthma is coming on!

59. How come it’s only three million in seven days?

Without waiting for Lingyi to come forward, Patchouli quickly drank a bottle of potion and quickly stabilized her condition.

When she gasped for breath and looked at Lingyi again, she saw that Lingyi's expression became even more innocent.

"Why are you reacting so strongly? I said before that I would kill 700 million people. This is only 3 million."

"I....."

Patchouli opened her mouth but couldn't come up with a reason.

If you meet a god, there is nothing to say.

Why such a big reaction? That's because no matter how big the numbers Lingyi mentioned before, no matter how seriously he said them, they were ultimately just talk, remaining within the pale realm of language.

Even if Patchouli believed what Lingyi said, the feeling would definitely not be as good as seeing it with her own eyes at this moment.

Even though she had experienced witch hunting and witnessed the bloody fights between humans and demons, Patchouli was still frightened.

Really freaked out.

Hell looks more harmonious and friendly than the scene before my eyes!

"My...my problem."

After a while, Patchouli calmed herself down.

“How many people are left in that city now?”

Patchouli, as a non-human magician, has no ill will towards humans, but she also has no good intentions.

If we take interpersonal relationships as an example, it would be indifferent passers-by.

She herself is not a gentle, friendly or compassionate person.

Although she would not actively harm others, if she saw a human being attacked by a monster on the roadside, she would ignore it completely.

Even if the person asks her for help, she will ignore him if there is nothing that interests her.

But in front of Lingyi, she couldn't help but want to care about the situation of human beings again and again.

Maybe it's because...even though we're not of the same race, we all share the same "living beings."

"About 10 million."

"10? Why is it so little?"

I'm not trying to blame Lingyi. She doesn't have the position or qualifications, and this is not her character.

It's simple. I just think it's outrageous and I want to know what's going on.

"Didn't I just say that? Although this city's population isn't large, the number of criminals is quite high—so high that I think it's a bit exaggerated. Maybe it has something to do with their culture? Or maybe it's because of this near-apocalyptic environment?"

"Could it be that your requirements are too strict?"

"I've considered that."

Lingyi shook her head. With so many lives involved, she certainly wouldn't be careless.

"So before the official cleanup, I conducted many experiments, but the fact is that the crime rate in this city and this country is so exaggerated."

"And I've relaxed the requirements a bit. For petty thefts that don't hurt anyone and don't cause serious consequences, and if the person still has a conscience, I'll punish them, not just behead them."

"Yeah......"

Patchouli was silent again.

This is probably the excellent matching mechanism. It is time for them to meet the world-destroying devil in front of them.

Evil people will have their own troubles?

She couldn't help but take another look at the tower behind Ling Yi. It was still so impactful, and she felt as if her sanity was being shaken just looking at it.

“Why are these bodies piled up into a tower?”

This is not a city, it is even far away from the city. It is a wilderness with no trace of human habitation. In other words, it is not the first scene.

So after Lingyi killed people, he collected the bodies and brought them here, and then built this chilling tower.

"The remaining population in the city is too small, and the city has suffered heavy damage. They simply cannot handle so many bodies."

Lingyi sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"Besides," she continued, "bringing the bodies here and piling them up into a tall tower will have a stronger deterrent effect. Rather than punishing the pests afterward, I'd rather nip them in the bud."

"Ok."

That really fits the guy's style.

When she killed those who deserved to die, she was as cold and cruel as a machine, without a trace of humanity.

But when helping hands and warmth are needed, he can be as gentle as the warm spring sunshine, so approachable that it is unbelievable.

During this period of time together, Patchouli could clearly realize that the other person had a really good personality and it was almost impossible to get angry.

Patchouli looked at Lingyi, and for the first time, her face showed genuine worry and concern: "But, are you... really okay?"