Stand User in Marvel Universe - 727. Chapter 724 The Devil Born In The Flame

Dior always thought that he was not a good person, but at that moment he felt as if something broke in his heart.

He pulled out [Reaper’s Gaze], rushed over and chopped off the group of people like crazy.

Then I stood aside and watched the woman get up from a broken body, silently handing a missing person notice to his hand.

At that moment, he could catch the light of hope in this woman’s eyes.

Not because he saved her, but because he wanted an answer from him.

Dior knew what the answer she wanted was, but he seemed dumb and shook his head in silence.

As a result, the light in the woman’s eyes quickly dimmed, and then stepped across the broken corpses in one place, and continued mechanically numbly to the distance, pasting the missing persons notices on the wall with impossible results.

Maybe she will run into danger at the next corner, but who cares.

The meaning of her existence is only the missing persons notices in her hand…

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Standing in the once bustling city of Tokyo, night fell unknowingly.

Dior seemed to be able to see a huge man-eating monster swallowing the entire city with its blood basin wide open.

He is not the savior, and he can’t save everyone. He can’t even save the people around him, so who can he save!

But maybe…

He can do more.

For example, to make this fallen city look cleaner?

Bang!

The door of a bar was torn apart by someone kicking it open. In addition to Dior, there was the bloody head in his hand.

“Someone hit the place, copy guys!”

Seeing how not panic in front of him, Dior suddenly laughed at the demons and ghosts who were surrounding him instead.

He had turned off the translator, so he didn’t know what these guys were cursing and didn’t want to know, because he was afraid of dirtying his ears.

Hell is where they should go!

Huh!

The dark red long knife flashed by!

The few people who walked in front were directly cut off, their internal organs and intestines fell to the ground, bloody and vomiting!

Many people finally showed horror on their faces, and their footsteps also stagnated.

But Dior has nothing to hesitate. The country is already rotten to the bones, and the politicians alone have no way to set things right.

Then kill it!

The quality of these sinful souls should be very high…

After a few minutes, the scream finally weakened, but it was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

Except for the women who had been abused, there were no more living people here.

Standing at the door of the bar, Dior lit himself a cigarette, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

The cold night wind blows away the strong smell of blood here, but it also spreads it to other places.

When the cigarette went out, Dior also chased the cold wind and walked into the darkness again.

Tonight, the place where the smell of blood drifted away was where he brought the killing!

“One, two, it will come to you.”

“Three, four, lock your door.”

“Five, six, hold on to your sheets.”

“Seven, eight, you will stop breathing.”

“Nine, ten, you won’t sleep.”

“Are you ready, your nightmare… has come.”

Accompanied by the horrible singing of nursery rhymes, gang thugs throughout Tokyo were brutally massacred, and even a complete body was not found.

The smell of blood permeating the city is simply disgusting!

If the moon tonight has a color, it must be… blood red.

When the sun rose again, the bright sunshine dispersed the night and shrouded the earth.

This is like a dead city!

Dior is like a god of death wandering around the world, wherever he steps on, it will bring death and fear.

Thanks to his efficient killing efficiency and Xinghai avoiding the time he wasted on the road, this night, he killed a thousand? Or thousands of’monsters’?

Sorry, he still wanted to count at first.

But in the end he really couldn’t remember how many people he killed.

It’s just that the number of [Guilty Souls] on the panel made him quite satisfied. The’weirds’ in this city are indeed of high quality.

If you kill them all, it should be more than enough to resurrect Kuaiyin.

So you see, he found another reason to continue the killing.

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Unconsciously, a week passed.

At this time, Tokyo is like a ghost town. It’s hard to see people staying on the streets. Even if someone shows up occasionally, they are walking in a hurry, for fear of being caught by something.

Various versions of rumors have been circulated in secret, after all, rumors such as monsters in this country are still very marketable.

As for the gangs here, they have basically disappeared.

Just according to Dior’s killing method, no matter how many people are, it is not enough to kill, let alone he has not been hidden and tucked, but everyone who sees him has basically become his dead soul.

I don’t know if it’s because of drinking too much blood, that Dior always feels [Reaper’s gaze] is a little bit weird in red…

By the way, after many smart people chose to escape from this city, the remaining head Tiewa gathered together yesterday, giving Dior a big surprise.

Is it more than 10,000 people, or more than 20,000 people?

A densely packed piece, holding all kinds of weapons in his hands, the’scared’ Dior raised his hand as a treasury of ice, which instantly washed the opponent with blood!

How many ants kill elephants?

nonexistent!

Many ants are a joke in front of an elephant with its nose curled up and spraying a (river crab) firearm.

Dior was worried that it would take too much time to kill like this, and the other party gave him such a gift, of course, to thank them.

So he pushed it all the way with joy, no one wanted to run, not let go!

Until the last person fell in a pool of blood, he suddenly stunned…

On the corner of the street, an unclothed corpse was surrounded by a group of smelly flies, and the eyes of the deadly eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Dior silently walked over and picked up a missing person notice that she was holding firmly in her hand.

A cute little girl in a skirt compares with scissors hands, with a bright smile on her face…

Dior paused, then took out an exactly the same missing person notice from his pocket, lightly covered it on the face of the corpse, and then carefully folded the blood-stained and wrinkled missing person notice. Into the pocket of the jacket.

He didn’t make any promises to the corpse, this is not his style, he will only do everything he can.

[Red Magician] appeared beside him instantly, and then a ball of flames quickly fell on the corpse.

The fire shining on Dior’s face made him look like a human for a while, and a devil for a while…