Stand User in Marvel Universe - Chapter 721

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

He pulled out [Gaze of Death] and rushed forward like a mad man to chop the crowd.

Then stood aside and watched as the woman got up from the broken corpse, silently handing a tracing notice to his hand.

At that moment, he could capture the light of hope from the woman's eyes.

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

Dior knew what the answer she wanted, but he seemed to be dumb, shaking his head in silence.

As a result, the light in the woman's eyes faded quickly, then crossed the fragmented corpse of a place, continued mechanically numb to the distance, and posted one after another on the wall.

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

The meaning of her existence is only a matter of finding people ...

. . . . . . . . . .

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

Dior could seem to see a huge cannibalizing monster swallowing up the whole city with its mouth open.

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

But maybe ...

He could do more.

Like making this fallen city look cleaner?

Huh!

The door of a bar was torn apart with his feet broken apart. In addition to Dior, the **** human head in his hand.

"Someone hit the ground, copy the guy!"

Looking at Hao not panic in front of his eyes, but Dior suddenly surrounded him, Dior suddenly smiled.

He had turned off the translator, so he didn't know what these guys were scolding, and he didn't want to know, because he was afraid to dirty his ears.

Hell is where they should go!

Huh!

The dark red sword flew by!

Several people walking in front were cut off directly, and the viscera and intestines fell to the ground, and the blood was vomiting!

Many people's faces finally showed a horrified look, and their footsteps stagnated.

But Diaw didn't hesitate. The country was so rotten that the politicians alone couldn't make a mess anyway.

Then kill it!

The quality of these evil souls should be high ...

A few minutes later, the screams finally weakened, but replaced by a strong **** smell.

With the exception of the women who had suffered abuse, there were no more living people.

Standing at the bar door, Dior lit himself a cigarette and enjoyed a moment of peace.

The cold wind at night blew away the strong **** smell here, but also spread it to other places.

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

Tonight, the place where the **** smell drifted away was where he brought the killings!

"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 can't sleep."

"Are you ready, your nightmare ... is here."

Accompanied by horrible nursery rhymes, gang thugs throughout Tokyo were brutally slaughtered, and even a good body was not found.

The **** smell in the city is simply disgusting!

If the moon is tonight, it must be ... blood red.

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

It's like a dead city here!

Dior is like a **** of death walking around the world. Wherever he walks, he will bring death and fear.

Thanks to his efficient killing efficiency and Xinghai avoided the time he wasted on the road, this night, he beheaded a thousand? Or a few thousand "monsters"?

Sorry, he wanted to make statistics at first.

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

It's just that the number of [siny souls] on the panel made him quite satisfied, and the ‘strange’ in this city is indeed of high quality.

If they are all killed, it should be more than enough to revive the quicksilver.

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

. . . . . . . . . . .

Unconsciously, a week passed.

At this time, Tokyo is like a ghost town. It is hard to see people staying on the street. Even if there are occasional people, it is a rush, for fear of being caught by something.

Various versions of rumors have been circulating in the dark, after all, rumors such as demons in this country are still very marketable.

As for the gangs here, they have basically disappeared.

Just like Dior's killing method, no one can kill enough people, let alone he hasn't been hiding, but everyone who sees him has basically become his soul.

I do n’t know if it ’s drinking too much blood, so that Dior always feels that [Death's Gaze] is a little bit red ...

By the way, after many smart people chose to flee the city, the remaining head iron dolls all gathered together yesterday, giving Dior a big surprise.

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

A dense piece, with all kinds of weapons in his hands, "Frightened" Dior raised his hand is a treasure house of ice, instantly washed the other blood!

How many ants bite?

nonexistent!

No amount of ants is a joke in front of an elephant with a spray of (crab) firearms.

Dior was worried that it would take too much time to kill him so much. As a result, the other party gave him such a great gift. Of course, I would like to thank them.

So he pushed it all the way with joy, no one wants to run, let alone one!

Until the last person fell in a pool of blood ~ ~ he suddenly stopped ...

At the corner of the street, an uncovered body was surrounded by a group of stinky flies, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Dior walked over silently, picking up a tracing notice that she was holding in her hand.

A cute little girl in a skirt has a bright smile on her face compared to scissors hands ...

Dior paused, then took out a copy of the tracing message from his pocket, gently covered the corpse's face, and carefully stacked the **** and wrinkled tracing message. Into the jacket pocket.

He made no promises to the corpse, this was not his style, he would just do everything to do it.

[Red Magician] appeared immediately beside him, and then a flame fell quickly on the corpse.

The light shone on Dior's face, making him look like a human for a while, and a devil for a while ...