Today is the third year I've been here...

Ackerman often thinks of his past life. At that time, he was still a well-known assassin. The bloodthirsty feeling when assassinating the target made him feel happy. He was happy at that time.

Later he followed his leader to the inside of the Forgotten Valley, and he lived a life he had never thought about before... but he was not very happy because he found that he was not used to this stable life. He didn't want it, but he could no longer go out because he had to protect the leader.

However, things changed today. The people under his command told him that someone broke in outside, which was excellent news for him. He had not personally fought with others for a long time. He couldn't wait to put on his own weapons, and even his companions just asked his subordinates to notify him.

He was looking for the traces of those outsiders, and he heard the sound of gunfire. The smoke from the guns made him feel as if he had returned to the past.

Jumping to the roof of the building and looking around in this area, Ackerman has excellent night vision ability, which is one of the reasons why he was able to make a name for himself.

His eyes suddenly turned to a believer. Ackerman stared at him with some confusion and found that the believer was so out of place with the people around him, and the aura of the professional on his body was difficult to hide. He keenly smelled the bloody smell that had not yet dissipated from the other person.

"Let me teach you the clumsy hidden traces!"

Ackerman took two steps back and his short body fell from the roof. He was only half the height of a normal adult, and he had a natural advantage in hiding his figure.

He walked through the night, looking at the person in front of him who was unaware of it and was still far away from this area, and a familiar feeling filled his heart.

Yes, it is this kind of hunting feeling. Looking at the prey’s powerless movements before death is Ackerman’s enjoyment.

Watching the man enter the house, Ackerman followed without hesitation. The door was closed, but it could not stop him at all. He used his claws to insert it into the wooden wall outside the house, and just moved it to the window on the side of the house with a little force.

The house was dark and he couldn't see anyone, but according to his experience, those who wanted to hide their own figures generally chose the window next to the main entrance to facilitate observation of the situation outside.

So he continued to go up, climbed the roof, and found the chimney, which was the best assassination passage, a little dirty, but Ackerman didn't care.

He leaned down and thrust his arms into the wall beside him before falling to the bottom. Ackerman's skills were still proficient.

Relying on the energy of the arm, it slowly moved downward, like a poisonous tongue winding out.

Ackerman's legs first came out from the bottom of the chimney, twisted his body and raised it, clamped the protruding stone wall outside the chimney, and then came out from the inside.

"Hmph, the next thing is your death."

Ackerman had sufficient confidence, and he felt that he could cut off the other party's head without knowing anything!

However, the facts are cruel...

The moment his head came out, an extreme sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart, and the hairs behind him stood up, and the scalp was as numb as if it was electric current passing through!

He wanted to go back, but Kylot's hand had grabbed his clothes, raised him, and threw him to the ground again!

The sound was loud, but there was no one around. All believers were searching for outsiders in another place!

The stuffyness in his chest kept gushing out of Ackerman's throat, and he quickly turned over. He felt that he still had a chance to fight in close combat, and he was confident...

However, he faced Kylott, who had never failed in melee fighting!

The sharp claws that were stretched out were avoided by the other party. The huge fist was approaching his cheek the next moment. Ackerman subconsciously raised his head and retreated, but the speed was still slow. His jaw was hit, and the pain of shattering bones and teeth made his face twisted.

But this does not mean that Ackerman will surrender. He has not abandoned his own idea of ​​becoming stronger for two years. He has a chance to do so!

With his eyes fixed on Kellot, black lines began to appear on Ackerman's body, spreading all the way to his face. He couldn't speak now, but the blood in his eyes showed his anger.

In just five seconds, Ackerman completely changed his appearance!

His figure is still as short as he is no longer thin. His swelling muscles make him feel his strength.

He jumped on the spot, his eyes were full of men ahead, the other party was very strong, and he had to rely on his own speed to grind the other party to death.

In the air, Ackerman found that the man was not moving at all, but just stood there and watched his actions, as if he couldn't react.

However, just one meter away from Ackerman, a pair of ruby-like eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness next to him!

Bloody culling from Xiliu!

The power and speed of the Lie Shui Leopard were undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Before Ackerman could even turn around and retreat, he noticed a severe pain in his waist, his fangs penetrated into the flesh, and he ripped it wildly!

After absorbing the blood crystal, Xiliu did not only awaken the ability to change body shape, Kylot only knew about this today.

When the fangs were inserted into the waist of the short assassin in front of him, Kelot clearly saw a light red light flashing in Xiliu's mouth. Then the wound on the assassin's waist seemed to have been opened, and a large amount of blood gushed out, and for a moment it even looked like a blood-colored fountain!

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

The short Ackerman was frantically swung like a weak deer in Xiliu's mouth. He felt severe pain and rapid blood loss, which made him unable to organize any decent offensives, and could only use his broken mouth to let out a meaningless howl.

A minute later, Xiliu probably noticed that the prey had not moved anymore, and the blood had been left on the ground along its mouth. He chose to let go of his mouth. Ackerman fell to the ground like a rag bag, and there was no movement again.

"Can you control your blood? I just saw that you seem to have the ability to use this."

Kylot patted Xiliu's cheeks, who walked up to him and put his head over to seek credit.

At this time, Xiliu was completely gone from its violent appearance before. Kylot's problem made it tilt its head and blink, then open its mouth, and a bloody glow flashed on its longest fangs.

"I saw it. The effect of that half of the crystal is really good. I have to find a way to get the other half in the future."

Kellot reached into Xiliu's mouth and pulled out a piece of flesh embedded in its teeth. The strong smell of blood made him frown, and then raised his hand to close Xiliu's mouth.

"Okay, there are four more...but how about going to find Risius directly?"
Chapter completed!