The God of War's hair stood on end, as if the girl who stood up again was a demon crawling out of hell. But there was no fear on his face, instead there was a hint of imperceptible relief.
The pores on the back stood up, and every nerve in the body was tense, sending signals to the brain to retreat.
The wind was howling, Sanwu's hair was flying in the air, and her clothes were full of excitement. It was a hurricane formed by the energy swaying from her body, and her pores were spewing unprecedentedly powerful energy.
If you dye your hair white, the girl with the wind blowing all over her body can play the role of the white-haired witch. No one is more suitable than her.
No, she was more indifferent than the white-haired witch. The cruelty in her red eyes receded like a tide, replaced by a depth like a cold pool. She abandoned her emotions, abandoned her joys and sorrows, and became a real, cold weapon.
"Success..." the God of War muttered.
At this moment, the expression on this man's face was very complicated. Sanwu was a weapon he crafted by himself. He personally extinguished Sanwu's desire for emotion, shaping her into a "robot" who lacked common sense, had no communication skills, and was infinitely close to neither joy nor sorrow.
Sanwu is a special one among the Class-A killers in the past. In the history of the Ancient God Religion, there are no more than five seeds like her.
Yes, the seeds... The seeds of the Yakuza.
About a hundred years ago, a genius was born among the Class-A killers of the Ancient God Religion, and he was an invincible Yakuza. During the years when he was active, the Taoist and Buddhist Associations were the underlings.
That was an era when the unparalleled fighting spirit was sealed and the evil spirit had not yet been born.
But after the death of this Jidao, there were no more Jidao masters in the Ancient God Religion. He is a Yakuza without a Yakuza successor. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t find the right person to inherit the mantle.
That Ji Dao was born to be ruthless and loving, and had no need for emotion. The path he took was only suitable for people like him.
We often use "inhumane" and "cold-blooded animals" to describe some people who commit heinous crimes, but in fact "evil" is also an emotion, although it is negative.
Do people without emotions really exist
Maybe, just like the former Yakuza.
Such people are rare, let alone one in ten thousand. The Ancient God Sect has searched for qualified children all over the world. For decades, they have never seen anyone who is born with unfeeling love.
The congenital one could not be found, but the acquired one might be feasible, so they began to explore in this area.
Surgery was also considered to achieve this, but the surgical conditions at that time were limited, and even if a person was created without emotions, it would often be accompanied by some sequelae. Such as signs of dementia and mental retardation.
Later, they figured out a relatively feasible plan, which was to erase individual emotions through "education". After countless experiments, it was found that this method is feasible.
Although it is very difficult to succeed.
The person who was being cultivated as a seed has been practicing the ultimate technique since he was a child, and followed the path he took, step by step. But all the seeded players ended up stuck at the top S level, because none of them could truly completely break free from emotions.
Until now, Sanwu, a weapon that had been tempered for more than ten years, finally took shape, and her future path was destined to be smooth. The magic weapon has been completed, but the master who was supposed to control it has long been destroyed.
Sanwu rushed towards the God of War, so fast that she couldn't see the afterimage. She spun in the air and raised a semicircle with her arms.
"boom!"
The God of War raised his arms to block, and the energy between the two collided like a bomb. The strong wind rippled and kicked up dust.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
... ...
Punch after punch, she was like a tireless machine, with a dull expression on her face as she repeatedly punched her fists.
The ten-year-old girl's soul is crying.
The soul of that fifteen-year-old girl roared.
Should I kill you? Is it okay to just kill you
"Pfft..."
The fist penetrated the chest of the God of War, destroying the heart into pieces.
The God of War suddenly froze, lowered his head, stared at the arm that penetrated his chest, raised his head, and met the girl's indifferent eyes.
He grinned, smiling silently, his gums covered with blood.
Fourteen years ago, in the training camp of the Ancient God Religion, during the awakening ceremony of a ten-year-old child, the God of War, a Class A killer, went to "observe" the ceremony in person.
There is this tradition in the Ancient God Religion. The previous generation of Class A killers have the obligation and responsibility to choose their successors.
The God of War knew that in the training camp, there were a few children who were particularly outstanding and smart. Numbers 1, 9, and 44 were his temporary successor candidates. As for who to choose, it would depend on their abilities after awakening and their future performance.
Facts have proved that the God of War was right, and those candidates were the ones who awakened the fastest among all the children. And the superpowers are either powerful or magical. They all have the qualifications of a Class A killer.
He watched the awakening ceremony in secret and planned to leave. The Class A assassin was busy with tasks, so it was time to leave after watching it. But at this time, a little girl attracted his attention.
She was fished out of the water by the instructor and was unconscious.
"It's strange. She's clearly awake, but why is there so little movement? She can't even break the water tank." The instructor muttered in confusion while performing CPR on her.
When the God of War noticed her, she had already woken up. The little girl was a bit naturally stupid, with a dull expression and a pair of slightly hollow eyes. Like pale paper, empty, but also clean.
"Who is she?" God of War asked the chief instructor of the training camp beside him.
"No. 3, if I remember correctly, is the orphan of the Yang family, the same Yang family that you personally led to destroy."
"How's your performance?"
“Everything is average.”
"From now on, she will be my personal disciple."
"But... the Yang family's ability to control objects is not strong, and she doesn't have the qualifications."
The God of War did not answer his question and left indifferently.
The next day, the chief instructor happily contacted the God of War and said that he had found a treasure. The girl's power was precision strike, a super rare power. She was really a natural killer.
The Yang family's power is to control objects, and the girl is indeed an orphan of the Yang family. What she awakened should be the power inherited from her mother. Her mother may not be a blood descendant, but she should have a good proportion of ancient demon genes in her body.
The chief instructor kept praising Ares for his good vision, but in fact, Ares never revealed the real reason. He never told anyone.
Sanwu is not like his daughter.
They don't look alike, but their eyes seem to be carved out of the same mold.
After the God of War retired from the front line, he gloriously ended his career as a killer of horse leather shrouds. Like all previous Class-A killers, he entered the upper echelons of the Ancient God Religion, started a family, had his own woman, and had his own children.
It's a daughter.
But in an accident, the God of War was ambushed by his enemies and seriously injured. He escaped from the siege with his strong strength, leaving his wife and daughter behind forever.
It was his best friend who betrayed him.
His daughter was ten years old that year, which was the age when he saw Sanwu.
This is the daughter God gave him back... or so the God of War thought.
A killer cannot have friends, not even companions.
This is the lesson that the God of War learned after losing two of his loved ones.
Executioners like them, whose hands are stained with blood, cannot and do not deserve friends.
Therefore, the first principle he teaches about the Three Nothings is loneliness.
This pair of master and disciple, or should I say father and daughter, have their own thoughts and ideas.
The daughter feels that her father is cruel, tyrannical, ruthless and a nightmare in life.
And the father has always been teaching his daughter a truth, a truth that a killer should understand, a truth that has left a deep mark on his life.
The grasslands of Inner Mongolia when I was ten, fifteen, and twenty-three, and later that night in Sanli and a Half Village.
All he was doing was teaching his daughter a truth.
Two angles create two completely different people.
Every child has a rebellious phase, and every father has a stubborn side. After many years, his daughter suddenly understands his father's painstaking efforts, and his father also loses his edge and strength as he gets older. They still have a chance to reconcile in a harmonious time, with a loving father and a filial daughter.
Sanwu and Ares are not normal father and daughter. Their conflicts have no chance of reconciliation or mutual understanding.
Either the daughter will live her whole life in a nightmare, or the father will go to hell with his principles.
Today, it is finally up to my daughter to cut off this bad relationship with her own hands.
The heart is destroyed, and without special treatment, even a blood descendant like the God of War will face death like an ordinary person, the only difference is that he dies faster and slower.
The God of War looked at the weapon he had made with his own hands and smiled happily: "You finally understand what I taught you..."
With his head hanging down and his bear-like body hanging on Sanwu's arms, this former Grade-A assassin of the Ancient God Religion finally ended his life of sharing weal and woe.
Together with the Ancient God Religion he once loyal to, he became the dust of history.
Well, God of War is not a whitewash. He has always been like this. There is a lot of foreshadowing ahead. He actually has many opportunities to kill Sanwu.
(End of chapter)