It was unintentional to offend.
I turned and walked back into the alley, through a layer of false darkness, and into the real alley.
Thick blood splattered on the ground, forming a unique pattern, while in the corner next to it lay the corpse of a werewolf, bound in various ways with an iron whip.
Looking at the werewolf with its eyes wide open in death, Ning Feng nodded in satisfaction.
He pulled the dagger out of the werewolf's chest and wiped the blood off the dagger on its fur.
"This completes the ninth collection."
Then, he turned his head to look at the black cat sitting in the broken altar and asked:
"I said... are you sure we're playing heroes?"
Is it my problem?
Is something wrong?
Think about all the things I've done...
Why do I always feel like I have the style of a villain?
The black cat nodded firmly and spoke with certainty:
"Of course! Is there a problem? No!"
"Look, isn't she saved?"
Nodding, Ning Feng acknowledged that this was indeed the case and had no way to refute it.
That's right.
"Then, did we consume the energy of an altar?"
Ning Feng glanced at the broken altar beneath his feet and nodded again.
That's not wrong either.
"Finally, didn't you feel happy inside?"
This time, Ning Feng didn't nod immediately. He thought about it carefully for a moment, and finally said uncertainly:
"I wasn't really happy..."
Ning Feng greedily inhaled the blood vapor dissipating from the air into his lungs, then slowly exhaled, the blood in his eyes becoming even more intense.
Yeah, it was just a little bit enjoyable.
real.
Clap clap clap.
But the black cat didn't care about any of that, slapping its paws and shouting:
“Look! Innocent people have been saved, the plans of the evil god’s followers have been thwarted, and the heroes of justice have gained pleasure.”
What a wonderful development!
Don't you think so?
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