After a simple cleaning, the smell was too long. If it wasn't for a long period of ventilation, this kind of thing would be a biological weapon.

Waiting for the biological and chemical weapons, Lip seemed to know how to use this thing.

He took out the little black box, which was not ventilated or breathable, especially for people's heads.

And it seems to be related to space magic, and he has a lot of this kind of thing on his body.

There were not many assassins in the entire Night Town. Every time he went to Old Jack, he was the only one.

In addition to the amount of completion he completed the tasks, Old Jack stuffed these black boxes into his hands.

Lipp doesn't know how many people's blood has been stained on his hands.

For him, killing means killing. If he encounters a door-to-door approach, he will kill with the people behind him.

He had already figured it out before becoming an assassin that making money would definitely offend people. So since he had already taken action, don't consider the subsequent results.

Of course, he had never been afraid of anything. Starving to death is the most painful way to die.

The decay was put into the black box by Lip.

"Replica." A bucket appeared in Lipp's hand.

He placed the bucket on the ground and slowly put it over.

When it is filled up, it falls to the corrosive substance, nature will purify these things.

These are not plastic or other garbage, they are originally things that give nutrients to trees.

Lipp rushed off several times until he smelled worse than he could smell it before he took off his mask.

He is going to prepare food now, and as for Millie, he has automatically shrunk into a ball because of the taste, and then put it on the stone bed.

There was originally a blanket on the stone bed, but I don’t know what kind of animal it was.

It was already covered with black dots and was thrown into the group of garbage by him.

I just didn't expect that in half a month, I would have lived a secluded life.

Lipp walked out, and the tunnel of the waterfall had already been closed.

But there are other ways to go out, otherwise there will be such a big noise every time.

The enemy had already discovered them, let alone hide them.

Lip lurked into the forest, and there were no animals around him. He was probably scared away by Milly's moment.

Lipp could only look farther away, and he was not very worried about Millie's safety.

He thinks that what he needs to worry about is those who want to contact Millie.

Millie had a black scar on her chest, and the color was still moving.

If you don't feel wrong, the chain is the thing that blocks Milly's heart.

Black bumps? Or a living black bump.

Lip didn't want to say anything more, so he speeded up and continued to rush.

The smoke rose from not far away, and Lip looked at the location of the smoke, where there were people in the village.

He was a little hesitant whether to go there or not. He didn't really want to contact people or something.

The Black Death has appeared here, and he has no intention of protecting these people.

He even wanted to see more of the church's actions so that he could find the information he wanted next.

After passing through this novice village and gaining strength, he no longer needs to cover himself like this.

Lipp shook his head, but still didn't go to the village, so he chose to take a detour.

Protecting is not his responsibility, he is just an assassin who kills without blinking.

With a tremor, Lipp stopped and lay on the tree.

A group of people wearing broken armor and rotten guns appeared in front of them.

It looks like he was defeated and the lord was the type.

Lip didn't want to contact these people, he just lay quietly on the tree, intending to wait for the group of people to come over.

A stone was kicked away by a soldier and reached Lipp.

Well, this group of people should have died sooner.

"Replica." A knight sword appeared in Lipp's hand. Even if the person in front of him was defeated, his equipment should not be despised.

Lipp didn't have that idea just because of the length of the dagger.

He held the knight's sword high and pointed it at the strongest man, the last guy with a beard, and the big man didn't wear a helmet on his head.

A one-eyed one-eyed look particularly eye-catching among the crowd, which is why Lipp fell in love with this person at first sight.

No matter who else was the one who was defeated like a new recruit, he couldn't be shocked, and only the veteran stood there and couldn't tell the emotion.

"Let's rest." The veteran clapped his hands and walked towards the tree where Lipp was. This was a big tree. The veteran would not let such a good place to enjoy the shade.

The soldiers were scattered around.

The veteran leaned against the tree and lay down.

But there seemed to be something on his head. The veteran squinted his eyes and couldn't see Lip on the tree clearly.

But it didn't matter. As the sound of the branches breaking, a knight sword fell down and pierced through his chest.

The veteran who had been on the battlefield for half his life passed away without saying the last sentence.

"Enemy attack!" As the first person became restless, the others also moved and pulled out the broken sword that had made the gap.

Lip cracked his mouth and laughed, throwing his sword directly into a crowded place.

He showed it in front of everyone with bare hands, then waved his hand to show that there was nothing on his body.

The knights thought that Lip had surrendered and relaxed a little. A knight curiously threw away his broken sword and picked up the knight's sword that Lip was still on the ground.

The Knight's sword feels very good, at least the Knight can't put it down after touching it.

He waved twice, hitting the tree and leaving a big hole.

He looked at Lip excitedly, and after showing his power, there were a lot more people interested in the Knight sword.

Lipp raised his hands motionlessly.

It seems like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, obedient, well-behaved and sensible.

But no protective armor on his body is easy to die.

The knights felt relieved. Lip was already a person without threat.

And they also killed their leader, and now each of them has the ability to take this weapon for themselves.

So why not do it.

The people around Lip began to circle around and walked to the side holding the Knight's sword.

Soon the first person to take action appeared, and he directly snatched the knight's sword from the short knight's hand.

I laughed out loud, and there was naturally the second one.

A short sword was inserted directly from the indescribable place, and the Knight sword changed hands again.

Blood began to flow out, and the riots of a group of people began now.

Lipp walked behind the tree and no one cared about him.

All he killed was a person who could only command them, and this sword was a real good thing.
Chapter completed!