Heartbreaker

I followed Chichikov's plan, tied him up, and hid him in a remote dark house on the edge of the royal city.We arranged the house in advance, and dozens of spiders crawled all over the dark walls in a certain formation, waiting quietly in the darkness.

Chichikov said: "I specially bred those spiders, and the spider silk they spit out is as hard as steel wire after solidification."

I didn't choose a cowhide rope, but tied the old man to the chair with a metal strip to prevent him from getting out of trouble by some crooked means.Chichikov might be a little annoyed by my suspicions, but his life is at stake, and he also knows the truth that too much talk is bound to fall short, so he remained calm.

I asked, "What is the signal?"

Chichikov said: "I will hide the centipede in my mouth, and then I will make it make a sound, and let the spiders shoot out their sticky silk."

He tapped somewhere in the center of the room with his chin: "Remember, Elliot must be forced there, and the effect will be the best."

"I know." I tried the sharp blade and split a stake.

The night is getting dark, we agreed in the letter to meet at midnight tonight, and there are less than 10 minutes left.This time the dog didn't reply with some nasty things to disgust me, he must have expected that things were not that simple.

I crouched behind the door and waited patiently, with Chichikov's rough breathing behind me.In fact, I guess Elliott will make a third decision, that is, knowing that he is at a disadvantage, he will come to the appointment, but he will arrange some soldiers from the empire to ambush nearby, so as to catch us all.

by that time.

I stroked a smooth cold knife and felt the strong murderous aura on the knife. Compared with it, the bone-cutting knife is like a fluffy child.

One-eyed Ior is right, I am lucky enough to get to where I am today.No matter what happens, even if I die, I will hold the dog emperor on my back.

At this moment, Chichikov said in a low voice: "There are footsteps!"

Naturally, I also heard the leisurely pace, peeking out through the crack of the door.

On the silent street filled with night fog, a tall and tall figure gradually appeared.It is like a cold ghost, wandering unhurriedly in the dark night, walking towards the agreed dark house.

When the figure got closer, I frowned and couldn't help but clenched the handle of the knife tightly.The whole body of that figure was wrapped in black cloth, like a mummified corpse from some coffin, except that his face was covered with a silver mask, with a mysterious smiling face engraved on the surface of the mask.

I sneered and said, "Long time no see, this dog is disabled, is he ashamed to see people?"

"It's him. I can feel the resonance of the eyes..."

After Chichikov finished speaking, he stopped talking, and his breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was extremely nervous.After a long time, I realized that even my own laughter was trembling.

squeak-

The moment the door was pushed open, I suddenly raised my knife and slashed at that blurred shadow!The silver light flashed past, reflecting murderous aura on the smiling silver mask.Elliott hummed lightly with a smile on his face, grabbed my wrist with one hand, and touched my cheek with the other hand.

"Long time no see, Lemon."

He only glanced at me briefly, his figure was as fast as the wind, and he ran towards the bound Chichikov with agility.In an instant, a wooden arm protruded from under the straight-tube robe, poking straight at the old man's throat!

"...!!"

Chichikov let out a terrified whine, I quickly stood in front of him, and with a few clicks, the blade cut off the wooden arm from the middle!

I scolded: "Dog, if you come here today, don't even think about getting out alive!"

Elliot chuckled lightly, the long columnar body moved flexibly in the dark room, and the wide hem of his clothes fluttered up and down.I didn't dare to slack off, and exhausted all my experience in fighting, with red eyes, I swung my knife at the dog that was running around like a flea.

"Oh……"

One slice, one slice, another slice.He sighed in regret as he saw the robe torn by my blade.Seeing that he still had the energy to take care of his clothes, I was furious and glanced at "that position" a few times.

Time to think about pushing him there.My physical strength is limited, and it is not good for me to consume any more.

I yelled: "Fuck|you|fucking dog, don't hide if you can!" As I said this, I leaned forward, the blade drew a silver arc in the air, Elliot leaned slightly, and I suddenly changed the machete , Slashed at the mask on his face!

"Ok?"

I heard the cracking sound of the mask breaking, Elliott dodged and dodged, there was a clang on the ground, and half of the mask was added.

Sweat drenched the front of his clothes, I looked at the half of his face that he had to show, and sneered.

Elliot touched the scar on his cheek, smiled calmly and said, "You really have improved compared to a few years ago."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and his fingers suddenly pointed in front of my eyes, and they were about to pierce the fragile soft membrane in an instant!I paled in horror, jumped back, and stood the machete in front of me, my heart was as heavy as a drum.

He turned around slowly, the corners of his lips under the mask curled into a nasty arc: "After all, hundreds of people have been killed, why are you still afraid, Lemon?"

Unmoved, I pointed the tip of the knife at his chest.He stretched out his arms from his robe, and said with a smile: "Although I don't like to do anything, but for you, let's make an exception."

"I built you a bigger and more beautiful birdcage, and a golden chain around your neck." He said in an ambiguous tone, "It must match your charming red hair."

Seeing his calm attitude and determined tone, I fully understand that he came to the appointment tonight without any guards, and he really came alone.

He has seen my future, I am afraid I will still be captured by him, become a prisoner, locked in a birdcage, and let him tease the future——

[Don't think about it. 】

That thought flashed through my mind, I threw away the machete in my hand, and rushed towards him, fighting with my body!He's moving too fast, and swinging the heavy machete doesn't do me any good, it just gives the dogs more room to dodge.

"I want to crush your bones in my dreams, Elliott!" I rushed forward with my bare hands like a vicious dog, which surprised Elliott slightly.I hugged his waist, knocked him to the ground, and locked the key joints.

Out of the corner of my eye, I took a quick glance at Chichikov, the old man's gray-blue eyes were shining.

Elliott just made a few random movements, and I felt my limbs loose and my muscles tremble.He smiled and said, "Melee combat? What a good idea. I won't be able to stand your enthusiasm."

After the words fell, his knee hit my stomach!My internal organs seemed to be hit by a heavy steel ingot. My eyes widened, and I suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. I was hit on the back again, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Come with me." Seeing my half-dead look, the dog's laughter was full of jokes, "I swear I will never tease you again. Can you be my queen, Lemon de Stewart."

I was so angry that I spat out another mouthful of blood.He shook his head and was about to lift me up, but I reached out and locked his arm, rolled over and threw him to the ground!

Damn Satan, I dislocated my arm.

"call out--!!"

At the critical moment, Chichikov opened his mouth, and the centipede on his tongue called out a long, sharp whistle.Faster than the blink of an eye, dozens of gleaming steel wires shot down like a thunderstorm, piercing towards Elliot at the target position!

And the moment the whistle sounded, I quickly rolled to one side, avoiding the shackles of the steel wire.

"..."

Elliott fell to the ground, his whole body was entangled by dense steel wires. He tried to break free, but the steel wires were stronger than his body, and they were both firm and soft, so he couldn't break free for a while.

【incredible……】

I slowly got up from the ground, eyes wide open, not sure whether my heart was filled with elated ecstasy or unbelievable shock.

Elliott was trapped. This dark cloud hanging over my head, a nightmare in the dark night, was as powerless as a fish in a dry spot, and lay on the ground in a state of being slaughtered.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A dizzying sense of pleasure rushed to my brain and almost turned me on.Regardless of Chichikov's voice, I picked up the machete, avoided the gap in the steel wire jungle, and walked forward with obsessive eyes, looking down at the dog's face.

"Ah, Elliott..." I raised the knife, my voice trembling, "I can't believe that today will come...do you believe it?"

Pooh!I stabbed the knife into his chest and watched his struggling limbs freeze.I heard myself let out a piercing laugh, swinging the sharp machete, one knife at a time, from head to toe, chopped his body into pieces!

"Look, Elliott! The final winner is me! It's me! The bird you locked in the cage back then!"

I saw his body gradually disintegrating, his legs and feet were weak, and he could hardly suppress the surging joy in his heart, "I want to peel off your skin, eat your flesh, drink your blood, tear your bones— —Those beautiful images that once only existed in my dreams, from now on, I will make them come true bit by bit, hahahaha!"

Drip, drip...

My crazy laughter was suddenly stopped by a crisp ticking sound, I lowered my head to listen, and took off the dog mask that covered the upper half of my face.

Below that, I saw a glowing red hedron embedded in his forehead like a blinking bloody eye.

As the red light jumped more and more intensely, the mouth that should have been lifeless suddenly spit out a sentence: "It's over."

****

boom--! !

Suddenly, raging flames burst into the dark room, and the flames shot up into the sky, lighting up the dark night!I was shocked to the side by the violent explosion of the spar, and in a trance, I felt a slight pain in my limbs.

"Cough...cough..."

The fire burned my eye sockets, and the black smoke smoked my nose and mouth. I was struggling to look at the location of the explosion, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in my side cheek. A foot stepped firmly on my face, and I heard A hoarse sneer came from above.

"Hey hey hey..."

Chichikov, who had been sitting silently on his chair, was standing on my head with his foot, motionless.I wanted to punch him to death, but my dislocated arms and freshly battered torso didn't have the strength to spare.

In panic, I coughed, widened my eyes, and shouted: "Damn old man, do you fucking want to die!"

Chichikov's scorched ugly face twisted into a sinister smile, and he grinned his yellow teeth: "You call me 'dead old man'?"

I wanted to bite off the dead old man's ankle, but Chichikov gave a light struggle, and the metal bar that bound him earlier turned into a crooked wreck.

The light of the fire reflected the fine cold light surrounding me, and I was just wondering what those flickering glimmers of light were, when I lightened my body, my whole body was hoisted by the steel wire and suspended in mid-air!

My eyes were tearing apart, and I wriggled in vain under the steel wire, furiously: "Chichikov! Damn old man, wait for me to get down, I'll bite your neck—"

"Chichikov?"

The old man looked up at me, shook his head, and laughed in the continuous firelight: "Lemon, look again..."

With a huff, the old man's figure was engulfed by the flames, and his silhouette swayed.There was a sudden crackling sound from that body, and the scorched skin peeled off in pieces, revealing white new flesh from inside.

"...?!"

I watched the man's brand-new body slowly come out of the old skin like an insect breaking out of its cocoon.

His long dark hair fell to the ground, his muscles were strong, and his figure was tall and slender.His hands were flexibly wrapped around the steel wire, and he looked at me with a bloodthirsty smile in his bright red eyes.

"you……"

I looked at him, the blood all over my body slowly coagulated, and the bone-piercing chill seeped out from my lungs.That name stuck in my throat, like a giant hand choking my breath.

Those bloody eyes looked at me, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Lemon, my little canary. Although you often call me 'dog thing', 'dog emperor', 'bitch Elliott'..."

Standing in the roaring and raging sea of ​​flames, it seemed as if waves of flames were rising from behind him.The flames soaring into the sky splashed everywhere, like falling meteors, dragging down a long afterglow, burning the houses in the city!

"But in fact, the one you call me the most is 'Chichikov'."