Stand User in Marvel Universe Chapter 721: The devil born in flames

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

He pulled out [Death Gaze] and rushed over like crazy, cutting the group of people to pieces.

Then he stood aside and stared blankly at the woman getting up from the broken corpses on the ground, and silently handed a missing person notice into his hand.

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

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

Dior knew what answer she wanted, but he seemed to be mute and shook his head silently.

As a result, the light in the woman's eyes dimmed quickly, and then she stepped over the broken corpses on the ground, continued to walk mechanically and numbly into the distance, and posted missing person notices on the wall with no results.

Maybe she will encounter danger around the next corner, but who cares.

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

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Standing in Tokyo, a once prosperous city, night fell unknowingly.

Dior seemed to be able to see a huge man-eating monster opening its **** mouth and swallowing the entire city.

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

But maybe...

He can do more.

Like making this decadent city look cleaner?

Bang!

The door of a bar was torn apart and kicked open by someone. In addition to Dio, the one who came in was the **** human head in his hand.

"Someone is destroying the place and copying the guy!"

Looking at the demons and ghosts surrounding Hao in front of him instead of panicking, Dio suddenly smiled.

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

Hell is where they should go!

Whoosh!

The dark red long knife flashed past!

The few people walking in front were cut off at the waist, and their internal organs and intestines fell to the ground. They were so **** that they made people vomit!

Many people finally showed frightened looks on their faces, and their steps stagnated.

But Dior has nothing to hesitate. This country is rotten to the core, and politicians alone cannot fix the situation.

Then kill!

The quality of these sinful souls should be very high...

After a few minutes, the screams finally subsided, but were replaced by the strong smell of blood.

Except for the few women who had been insulted, there was no one alive here.

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

The cold wind at night dispersed the strong smell of blood here, but also spread it to other places.

When the cigarette was extinguished, Dior also chased the cold wind and walked into the darkness again.

Tonight, wherever the smell of blood drifts away, it is the place where he brings the killing!

"One, two, it will come to you."

"Three, four, lock your door."

"Five, six, hold on to your sheets."

"Seven, eight, you'll stop breathing."

"Nine, ten, you won't be able to sleep."

"Are you ready? Your nightmare...is coming."

Accompanied by the terrifying nursery rhymes, gang thugs throughout Tokyo were brutally massacred, and not even a single intact body could be found.

The smell of blood permeating the city is simply disgusting!

If the moon had a color tonight, it would be... blood red.

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

This place is like a dead city!

Dior is like the **** of death who roams the world. Wherever he sets foot, he will bring death and fear.

Thanks to his high killing efficiency and the fact that Xinghai prevented him from wasting time on the road, he killed a thousand people that night? Or thousands of ‘monsters’?

Sorry, he wanted to count them at first.

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

It’s just the number of [Sinful Souls] on the panel that makes him quite satisfied. The ‘monsters’ in this city are indeed of high quality.

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

So you see, he found another reason to keep killing.

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Unconsciously, a week has passed.

At this time, Tokyo is like a ghost town. You can hardly see anyone lingering on the streets. Even if someone appears occasionally, they will be in a hurry, for fear of being stared at by something.

Various versions of rumors have already been circulated secretly. After all, there is still a market for rumors about monsters in this country.

As for the gangs here, they have basically disappeared.

According to Dio's killing method, no matter how many people he killed, there wouldn't be enough people to kill, not to mention that he didn't hide him all the time, but everyone who saw him basically became the ghost of his sword. .

I don’t know if it’s because he drank too much blood, but Dio always felt that [Death’s Gaze] was red and a little weird...

By the way, after many smart people chose to flee the city, the remaining Tou Tie Wa gathered together yesterday and gave Dio a big surprise.

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

A densely packed area, with all kinds of weapons in their hands. The 'frightened' Dio raised his hand and used the ice treasure house to kill the opponent in an instant!

How many ants kill an elephant?

It doesn’t exist!

No matter how many ants there are, they are still a joke in front of an elephant that rolls up a firearm with its trunk.

Dior was worried that it would take too long to kill like this, but the other party gave him such a big gift. Of course, he wanted to thank them properly.

So he pushed it all the way with joy, no one could escape, no one would be spared!

It wasn’t until the last person fell in a pool of blood~IndoMTL.com~ that he suddenly froze...

At the corner of the street, a half-clothed corpse was surrounded by a swarm of smelly flies. His eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Dior walked over silently and picked up a missing person notice that was tightly held in her hand.

A cute little girl in a skirt gestured with scissor hands, with a bright smile on her face...

Dior paused for a moment, then took out an identical missing person notice from his pocket, gently covered the face of the corpse, and then carefully placed the blood-stained and wrinkled missing person notice. Folded it and put it in the pocket of the coat.

He didn't make any promises to the corpse. This was not his style. He would just try his best to do it.

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

The firelight illuminated Dio's face, making him look like a human for a while, and like a devil for the next...