"it hurts… "
The shock of moving back and forth in the body caused Jack, who was kneeling on the ground, to make a dazed voice.
"It hurts, mom..."
That pitiful appearance is enough to arouse any one's pity.
Such Jack held his arms, raised his head, and looked forward.
There, Fang Li was holding the Moon Blade, with an extremely calm expression, slowly approaching Jack.
Jack's words can be felt.
Fang Li's body revealed an astonishing murderous aura.
"Why… ?"
Looking at this square, Jack whispered in a low voice.
"Why do you hurt me... hurt us...?"
The most famous murderer in history questioned Fang Li like this.
"Our words can be felt?"
"You are the same as us..."
This is what the hunting and murderous ghost said.
Yes.
Fang Li and Jack are of the same kind.
Because both of them are murderers.
That is not a question of identity, but a question of nature.
There are some people who are born to be different.
This distinctive aspect can be varied.
People call it talent.
Fang Li and Jack are both born murderers.
For these two people, there is nothing more powerful than killing.
This is the so-called "same kind".
However, Fang Li rejected it.
"Don't confuse me with you."
Fang Li stood in front of Jack, looked at the young girl condescendingly, and said indifferently.
"Perhaps, for us, killing is indeed something we can do without changing our face, even doing things that are better than anyone else."
However, Fang Li is different from Jack.
"Some people regard killing as work, some people regard killing as entertainment, some people regard killing as an indispensable way of existence, and some people regard killing as sin, evil, and the greatest evil, but they still have the idea of last resort. This behavior continues."
"Although I am very good at killing people, and even good at killing anything, even if it is all the existence in this world, then I can definitely kill."
"But I will not kill for no reason, let alone kill for the sake of interest. If you want to kill something, then you must kill the opponent with a clear purpose. Otherwise, it is better to be a human being. A simple killing machine would be fine."
With such words, Fang Li glanced at Jack.
"But you are different?"
Others don't know the details of this young girl in front of them, would Fang Li still not know
Fang Li, who is familiar with the original book, knows that the reason why Jack the Ripper is so popular is that there is an overwhelming mystery.
The world doesn't know what kind of person Jack the Ripper is, and there is no way to confirm even his gender.
With this characteristic, followers such as "Jack the Ripper" also exist in the plural.
In other words, Jack the Ripper is not just a person.
According to different ranks or different lands, the summoned Jack the Ripper will also have different changes and belong to completely different individuals.
For the Holy Grail, unless the identity of the real Jack the Ripper is established, the summoned Jack the Ripper will continue to change.
For example, Jack the Ripper summoned under Assassin's career and Jack the Ripper summoned under Berserker's career will be two completely different people.
And this time, Jack the Ripper, who was summoned under the rank of Assassin, is a collective body of many children who died of premature deaths by prostitutes|female abortions in the Whitechapel district of London.
The girl in front of her should not be called "she", but should be called "them".
The wraith spirits of "their" who had never survived gathered to form this servant, and were summoned in order to realize their wishes.
Therefore, Yuan Laiguang could detect the abnormality in Jack's body.
Because this follower is a collection of resentful spirits, similar to the existence of ghosts and demons.
And the wish of "their" is to erase their fate of being born and then dying.
"Since we are born and die, then "we" should not be born! "
Holding such resentment and resentment, the resentful spirits want to return to their mother's belly.
Such "they" also don't have any rationality at all, and only pure resentment and murderous intent towards the entire society are left.
"You don't need a reason to kill. You just treat killing as instinct, because your ultimate goal is to kill yourself. For you, for you, killing is just like eating and breathing. There will be no doubts about this behavior, let alone guilt about this behavior, that is, it will be treated purely and purely as an action."
Fang Li said to Jack with some pity.
"A meaningless murderer is not even a machine, let alone a murderer, but it's just a mistake."
"So, you and I are definitely not of the same kind."
The decisive words made Jack's immature face slightly distorted.
"… Yes?"
Jack lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
"Are you going to reject us, thinking that we shouldn't be born in this world?"
Jack’s tone is not innocent and evil, but pure resentment.
That is the essence of this follower.
Fang Li's answer was also very ruthless.
"No one shouldn't be born in this world, even you who were born with "death" as the ending. "
Fang Li calmly gave this answer.
"However, you who were born as a collection of wraith spirits are different."
"If your wish is to return to your mother's body, then I can indeed tell you that."
"You shouldn't be born in this world."
Such words became the last straw to crush the stalemate between Fangli and Jack.
Jack raised his head sharply.
"Huh!"
The cold blade turned into cold light, and went straight to Fangli's throat.
"Chang!"
In the crisp clash, the sharp weapon was immediately cut off, causing half of the blade to fly into the air.
Then, the dagger like a waning moon suddenly fell.
"Zheng!"
At the moment Moonblade fell, a burst of dazzling light covered Jack's petite body.
"Puff!"
Immediately afterwards, the tearing sound of the flesh rang, causing blood to spill around.
"Woo...!"
Jack's painful moan remained in this space.
Immediately, Jack the Ripper disappeared.
Fang Li frowned.
Looking at the empty front, Fang Li curled his lips.
"Have you been summoned back by the Curse?"
The master of Jack the Ripper is indeed a very clever person.
but…
"I did hit the last knife."
Fang Li raised his head.
In his eyes, the icy blue luster was still shining.
"Isn't it possible to recover casually?"
When Fang Li was talking to himself like this...
At the top of a building not far away, a female hunter has opened her bow and arrows and aimed at him.