Accompanied by the clicking sound of broken bones.
As if performing mechanized assembly line work, Rosetta also crushed the spine of the corpse dog lying on the ground under her feet, causing the monster to temporarily lose the ability to move.
Maybe it's because practice makes perfect.
When killing the first cadaver dog, he would also suffer considerable injuries.
But when he killed the second corpse dog, he had already learned to avoid the most dangerous 'teeth' and 'claws' on the corpse dog.
And when the third and fifth corpse dogs died in his hands one after another.
At that time, Rosetta had already summed up a set of methods to efficiently deal with these ghosts, and understood that compared to fragile 'human beings', they had fewer weaknesses.
Those who are reincarnated after awakening their supernatural powers will have a physique that is beyond ordinary people.
Through the temporary synchronization between his own spiritual energy and the memory stored on the blackened rosary, at this moment, on top of the special physique of the reborn, he has a killing instinct almost as good as breathing.
Although I don’t have a knife in my hand that can fully utilize this skill.
But killing these man-eating monsters with his own hands brought him a cruel pleasure that was far superior to anything else.
Maybe the spell affected his mood.
Or maybe it's just his nature.
At this moment, feeling the scarlet light spots gradually dissipating in the psychic reaction, although it does sound a bit despicable, it is true that Rosetta got a kind of spiritual satisfaction from this act of destroying life.
, which brought a strange peace to the heart that had always been empty.
As a resurrector from the dead.
Perhaps it was a part of him that was left behind in the underworld when he died.
So when he comes into contact with and causes the death of others, when the boat on the River Styx passes by him, he takes away the soul of the deceased.
In that realm of death, which was extremely close to him, the hole in his heart could find peace because he could briefly sense the missing thing.
Chasing anomalies is essentially chasing death.
Rosetta knew very well what she was doing, but she would never look back or regret.
Looking at the corpses displayed at his feet, he stepped in a pool of blood and calmly looked at the 'cadaver dog', slowly losing its abnormality and becoming human again.
Looking up, the distant neon lights outside the old city came into view.
'One, two, four...'
He silently counted some of the corpse dogs still remaining in this area through his psionic induction.
Rosetta knew that tonight's hunt was far from over.
It's time to get on with it.
He laughed.
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"Mr. Moriyama, Mrs. Hiromi, and little sister Fenghua, goodbye."
Outside the cheap monthly rent apartment, Toru Watanabe took off his plastic raincoat, put on a neat and clean suit, and said goodbye to the "family" who came out to see off guests at the door, but whose faces could not be seen clearly in the shadows.
From the perspective of an uninformed outsider.
This was just a normal visit.
After a few days, the cadaver dogs in the apartment cleaned up all traces of the family's existence.
These neighbors, who were not actually familiar with each other, received the news that the Moriyama family had been moved out, and discovered that they had left without knowing when.
No one will call the police, and no one will notice that someone is missing.
Because in the old city, situations like the Moriyama family are so common that no one has the time to pay attention to strangers they have only met a few times.
Sniff.
Walking out of the community, Watanabe Teru's nose suddenly twitched a few times.
From the nearby air, he caught an unusually familiar smell - the smell of blood.
This made him curious as he had just finished his meal, thinking about whether he wanted to do some post-meal digestion activities.
'Was it a fight, or did I just happen to be involved in a murder?'
Looking towards the direction where the smell of blood came from, he couldn't help but laugh. After all, work was just work, and outside of work, he didn't mind being a righteous partner.
In the alley.
Rosetta grabbed her neck with her right hand, lifted up the innocent girl in a JK uniform, closed her fingers like iron pliers, and gradually and mercilessly took away the remaining life from her.
With the powerful vitality of the body of a corpse dog.
She still has not died completely. Instead, she looked at Rosetta with a pitiful look in her eyes and struggled to make a soft and endearing voice: "This gentleman... the people I killed were all human beings."
It's just scum, they forced me into the alley, if I didn't resist..."
"Have you finished speaking?"
After taking a look at the male corpses lying on the ground in the alley, Rosetta raised her head and looked at the corpse dog wrapped in the skin of a girl from top to bottom with a calm look.
And this gave the other party the illusion that he was being cut open and dismembered inch by inch by a sharp blade.
It has nothing to do with justice or evil, it is a look of aloof indifference like a butcher looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered.
Tick, tick, tick.
Some uncontrollable liquid fell from between the girl's legs to the ground.
Seeing this scene, as if she were just looking at a piece of human-shaped rotten flesh, Rosetta easily strangled the girl's white neck, then without hesitation, turned around and threw the body to the girl who came from the alley.
man!
Boom.
Toru Watanabe, who was wearing a dark suit, stretched out his alienated beast hand and pressed the girl's head against the wall, smashing it like a watermelon, causing the red and white mixed slurry to bloom instantly like a flower.
Bang bang bang.
Then, loud applause sounded.
——It’s Toru Watanabe. This chapter has been completed!