MTL - The Supernatural Skill System of the Emperor Engine-Chapter 27

King reached out, pulled the hood off his clothes, took out the mask, put it on his face, and walked quickly to the nearest supermarket.

In the bushes behind him, a pink thing like a sarcoid slowly floated out, and in the middle of the meat mass was a huge eye, watching the king's gradually leaving back, as if waiting for his prey Step by step into the trap.

It quietly followed behind the king, and its tiny size made it difficult for others to find it.

......

The villa where Fubuki lives is relatively remote, it is a certain distance from the nearest supermarket, and it takes about half an hour to walk there.

Because the supermarket closed earlier, King went to the supermarket to buy necessary daily necessities for the sake of safety.

At about six o'clock, King finally bought his necessary toiletries, a few sets of new clothes, and a huge backpack, and walked out of the supermarket.

"It seems that the recent expenses are indispensable."

King sighed slightly, although the salary he received after becoming a hero can be said to be unimaginable before, but recently, the expenses have been increasing.

Clothes, snacks, drinks...

Of course, there are also an exaggerated number of game products and game figures.

"These things are enough for today..."

At the same time King spoke, he raised his head slightly. Now the sky has gradually dimmed. The sun is as scarlet as blood, and it even dyed the sky red.

He looked around, and the streets were full of people coming and going, which looked extraordinarily lively and peaceful.

"Hurry up and go home before it's completely dark."

King lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat again.

He clearly knew that as time went on, his power would become weaker and weaker.

But these risks are worth taking for the sake of your beloved consoles and figures.

And just as King was about to set off, he suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd in the distance.

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"what happened?"

King heard the noise in the distance, but before he cast his eyes on it, he was pushed away by the crowd fleeing frantically.

"There's a weirdo!"

"Help, help!"

"Hero! Is there a hero?"

People made a terrified cry for help. It was completely different from the bustling street just now. The crowd formed an endless wave, hitting in the direction of the king.

King stood on tiptoe slightly, looked in the opposite direction of the flow of people, and saw a ferocious figure in the distance.

He was wearing a pitch-black apron, while the rest of his body was covered with bandages. No flesh was exposed. Only a bloodshot eye could be seen, but the original white bandage was extremely dark and covered with Scarlet bloodstain.

The positions that should belong to the palms were replaced by a long knife, which seemed to be covered with blood.

"Cut King?"

King was stunned for a moment, having a little impression of this eccentric.

In the eccentric illustrations of the Heroes Association, the relevant information of the cutting king is recorded, and it is unknown whether the eccentrics belonging to urban legends really exist.

But why is this guy in this place?

Just when the king was puzzled, the cutting king suddenly waved his arms, and the two long knives whose hands were connected by bandages also waved.

Swish!

Under the dusk, two sharp sword lights slashed out, and then there were huge scratches on the surrounding corridor walls, more than ten meters in length!

With such power in just one blow, I am afraid that the level of the cutting king has reached at least the ghost level.

King looked up at the sky, it was getting late now, and his strength and self-confidence were also weakening.

The current king has no certainty of winning in the face of the cutting king, and he himself does not know what level he is now at six o'clock.

Before he knew it, King's heart beat faster, which had not happened for a long time.

"Pretend you didn't see it."

"There will definitely be other heroes to solve these troubles anyway."

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do right now."

King murmured to himself, lowered his head lower, turned around, and prepared to follow the fleeing crowd and leave the place together.

And at this moment, he heard a shrill cry.

"Help! Help!"

The king turned his head again and found that a woman fell to the ground in front of the cutting king at an unknown time, and seemed to be unable to stand up for a long time because of fear.

"Next, I'll chop you up!"

The turbid voice of the cutting king came out from under the layers of bandages, and it sounded particularly infiltrating, and he was also walking towards the position of the woman in front of him step by step, two sharp blades rubbed on the ground, bursting out dazzling eyes flame.

Seeing this scene, King's movement of preparing to leave gradually slowed down.

He gradually felt a little hesitation in his heart.

To save, or not to save?

The current king doesn't know what level he is now.

When he first gained strength, King clearly remembered that he was not much stronger than ordinary people at ninety o'clock.

At this time, it was just after six o'clock, and King didn't know if he could defeat the existence of the cutting king.

If he made a rash move, he might not only fail to save the woman, but also lose his life.

If it was a former king, there would be hardly any hesitation, and the first time he saw a strange person, he would run away without stopping.

But now the king seems to have a little change in his mood.

He has new powers to change something.

"Chop up!"

The cutting king had already stood on the woman's face paint at this time, raised his right hand high, and the sharp blade seemed to fall at any moment.

"No, save me! Come on be a hero!"

The woman lying on the ground was already crying, her eyes were full of despair.

And at this moment, a deep voice sounded from not far away:

"Stop it."

"Who?"

The cutting king raised his head and saw a strange man standing in front of him—king.

At this time, the king lowered his head, the hood and mask concealed his identity, and the cutting king did not recognize the identity of the other party.

But after the king took off the hood and mask, the only eye of the cutting king revealed a terrified look.

As a weirdo, the cutting king also knows the existence of king.

The strongest hero on the surface that makes all oddballs fear.

"Damn, how can I meet king..."

The cutting king whispered to himself, but his voice trembled a little.

However, in the face of such a powerful opponent as king, the cutting king felt a little excited, and he couldn't wait to play against king.

And at this moment, it heard a loud roar, like a thunder.

"This, is this the Emperor Engine?"

The cutting king said timidly.

At this time, the king looked blankly at the cutting king in front of him, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

The so-called imperial engine is nothing more than a heartbeat accelerated by tension and fear.

what am i doing...

King almost shouted in his heart, and after hesitating for a while, he still chose to stand up.

If he, who had no power and no power, encountered such a scene, he would definitely run away without stopping.

But now the king has been a little different.

I don't know his true strength right now...

Absolutely can't make a rash move...

See if you can scare it off.

The king raised his head, his eyes locked on the cutting king:

"Now that you haven't hurt anyone, I can consider letting you go."

The king's voice was low, and it sounded majestic.

"Let me go? Is this the arrogance of being the strongest hero on the surface?"

The king of cutting is very afraid of the existence of king, but still said with a little bravado.

And at this moment, an eye wrapped in sarcoma came from out of nowhere and floated to the ear of the cutting king:

"Cut King, retreat!"

The floating eyes made a sound.

"You clearly told me to carry out this attack, but now you let me retreat? Big eyes!"

"Fighting the king will only increase the loss in vain."

The eyes narrowed slightly and said in a very stern tone,

"This is the order of Lord Orochi!"

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"understood."

When he heard the other side say the word "big snake", the cutting king nodded, with a hint of awe in his tone, and looked at the king and the woman who was supposed to be his prey who fell on the ground unwillingly, and then quickly left The block disappeared into the shadows.

"Yes, did you succeed?"

"What were they talking about just now?"

"Never mind... At least the risk of fighting is avoided."

King breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down.

He looked down at the woman on the ground, who seemed to have passed out now.

"Hey, are you alright?"

King leaned down and shook the other side lightly.

At the same time, he was able to carefully see the appearance of the other party.

This woman has rare blue wavy long hair, and is wearing a long white dress. The curves of her body are completely outlined, but it seems that because she has just fled in a hurry, there are many worn places under the skirt. Thighs are looming.

She wears glasses, but clearly has a very refined face.

"I, am I not dead?"

As if hearing the king's call, the woman slowly opened her eyes and looked at the king with a confused look, but in the next second, a surprised expression appeared on her face,

"king...king!"

"The weirdo has left, it's all right."

King said slowly.

But before King finished speaking, the woman hugged King directly, buried her head in King's arms and wept bitterly.

"Really, thank you very much..."