spider.
The killer who called himself "Shiki's Sin" was right. He and the purple girl were indeed like two spiders, hunting each other in the same territory.
The boy holding the short knife's movements had long since transcended the limitations of humans. He was like a wolf spider, moving up and down the ground, walls, and even rooftops. It seemed that this place was not a narrow alley for him, but a wide hunting ground.
Not only can it fly over eaves and walls as if it were walking on flat ground, but what's even more terrifying is that the entire process of its movement does not make any sound at all. Apart from the shadow left on the ground, which keeps twisting like a snake, there is almost no trace of any kind, fully demonstrating the secretiveness of the spider's movements.
However, such stealthy and swift actions did not gain much advantage in front of the purple-haired girl, because she was also a "spider" that was "weaving a web".
It is worth mentioning that the spider is a metaphor, while weaving a web is a simple statement of fact. The girl's way of fighting is to weave a web, using threads thinner than a hair to crisscross the surrounding space and lay a large web.
Never underestimate this net. Although the threads that make up the net are very thin, they are as sharp as a knife. With the killer's speed of movement, you will get cut if you are not careful.
A girl in purple sat in the center of the big net, patiently waiting for her prey to take the bait. It didn't matter if the prey didn't take the bait immediately, the girl would slowly expand her net until the prey was caught.
One moved with movements that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and the other spun a web at an exaggerated speed. The two humanoid spiders prepared and tested carefully in their own ways.
The first wave of formal confrontation soon arrived. The moment the silk thread net spread to the killer's original foothold, the dagger drew a stunning arc under the moonlight. At the same time, the secretive movement style suddenly turned into domineering, and the control of the dagger burst out like sparks.
The wolf spider, known for its ferocity and bravery, finally showed its fangs, quickly pierced through the web made up of numerous silk threads, and stabbed straight into the center of the web, the vital point of the purple girl.
In just a dozen seconds, he had found the weakest point of the spider web and launched an attack.
With a "clang" sound, the dagger collided with the girl's left hand.
Yes, left hand, "clang".
The dagger aimed at the girl's head and the girl's palm - there was a faint silver mass in the latter's palm, which was the product of the aggregation of fine threads. It was precisely because of it that the girl dared to use her hand to block the boy's dagger.
For a moment, their eyes crossed, as if they were weapons to each other.
The killer's bloodthirsty eyes filled with dark desires, and the girl's cold, warmthless gaze.
The killer laughed and jumped far away in one breath.
The girl's movements were faster than his. She suddenly tightened her left hand, and the spider web that the killer had broken through instantly shrank, blocking his escape route. At the same time, she adjusted her right hand holding the gun, aiming the gun at the killer's head.
That's right, everything so far was within the girl's calculations. The seemingly weak breakthrough was left by her on purpose. Although she couldn't keep up with the killer's movements, she could make him act according to her wishes through her own arrangements.
The killer, who was good at seizing opportunities, fell into the trap and rushed in. After blocking his knife, it was time to close the net.
More than ten silk threads intertwined and changed, like a cutting machine, so sharp that it could even cut through steel. She smashed the ground just now in this way. And this cutting machine was not the final means, its purpose was only to delay the killer's movements. As long as the killer's movements slowed down, the girl's bullets would blow up his helmet.
However, the thin killer was not slowed down by her silk thread as she expected, nor was he cut open. At the critical moment, he swung the dagger repeatedly, swinging more than ten times in one second, and tore a gap in the blockade net and broke out.
Of course, he paid a heavy price to break through the blockade. There were cuts of varying sizes on the left side of his body, and the arm he used to protect his head and face was in a horrible state, with even cracks on the bones.
The killer landed on the wall silently. Although his pale face could not hide the pain, it showed more joy. His bright red tongue swept across the blood on the edge of his mouth, bringing out a smile more ferocious than that of a beast.
"Haha, hahahaha, great, that's how it should be, otherwise it would be boring. Killing and donating blood are the stage that suits this night, and that's the script that 'Tatali' wants to see! Woman, you and I are actually the same in nature, I crave killing, and you crave blood, just like..."
"Shut up!" Anger appeared on the purple-haired girl's face for the first time, and the gun in her hand roared.
As expected, he missed. The moment he pulled the trigger, the killer pushed hard with his feet and rushed into the net set by the girl again, almost following the trajectory of the bullet - right from the place where he had just escaped.
The previous gap was left intentionally by the girl, but the hole used for escape was torn open by the killer himself. This was the only gap in the hunting net, and it was also a flaw that was beyond the girl's calculations.
"not good!!!"
By the time the girl realized that something was wrong, it was too late. The killer's fangs were already within reach.
The girl hurriedly tried to block with her pistol, but was easily evaded. The same happened to her left hand wrapped in silk thread.
It was fast, too fast. Not only did the injury not affect the killer's actions, but it aroused his brutality.
At this moment, the girl didn't even know how the enemy bypassed her defense and came behind her.
All she could hear was the sudden smell of blood behind her and the sound of a dagger cutting through the air.
it's over.
As the thought of despair just arose, the purple girl felt something hugging her body and throwing herself to the ground, thus escaping the tragic fate of having her heart pierced by a dagger.
Quickly dispelling the dizziness caused by the collision, the girl saw clearly the person hugging her—it was the student who was targeted at first, a girl who was related to the true identity of the killer, her name was Yumatsuka Satsuki.
"Are you okay?" May asked with concern.
"It's okay, but only for now." The purple girl smiled bitterly, "Why don't you run?"
"I, I don't know either." May's voice weakened.
Yes, why did she run? Was it because this murderer was related to Shiki and she wanted to find out about him? Or was it because the battle beyond common sense shattered her original worldview? Or was there some other reason.
In any case, May lost the chance to escape and could only fall to the ground with the purple-haired girl, waiting to be dealt with by the killer.
"How silly."