Chapter 427 We are the 'Knife'

Chapter 427 We are the 'Knife'

Chapter 427 We are the 'Knife'

The two looked at the Memory Collector who was walking over there. Although they had confirmed each other's identities from the [Skull Ring], they still had to be on guard.

Because the Eternal Society is not a monolithic organization, it is divided into several factions and branches.

There are those who are not interested in worldly matters and just like to enjoy their days of confinement. They are called "hedonists". There are quite a few such people in the Eternal Society.

There is also a relatively extreme "Cult of God", and these two people who have recalled their past are one of them. They worship "Wei Si" as a god and obey his orders. They are numerous, stick together, and are extremely powerful.

In addition, there is another school called "Knife".

They are somewhere between the "hedonists" and the "theists", neither of them are indifferent to the world nor do they believe that there are gods in the days of confinement, but their style of doing things is similar to that of the "theists". As for their numbers, there are not many of them.

But each one of them is very strong.

"Long live Wei Si!" The man walking over suddenly said.

In an instant, the two people who were holding knives breathed a sigh of relief and walked over happily.

Long live Wei Si, a slogan of the Theistic sect.

Only those inside know.

Obviously, this person is in cahoots with them.

"Brother, we've already dealt with this. You can go over there, or you can join us." The two Memory Recallers walked over, but when the two sides were less than two meters apart, the Memory Recaller on the opposite side suddenly looked up and said, "Look, it's getting dark!"

The two people opposite were stunned for a moment, and actually looked up.

To their horror, everything before their eyes suddenly fell into darkness, as if they had entered night in an instant.

No.

In reality, it's more like blindness.

The two religious sects were also veterans who had experienced many battles and they immediately realized that something was wrong.

They immediately retreated in two directions.

But because he had lost his vision, he had no idea where he had retreated to.

One of them held the knife tightly in his hand. After taking a few steps back, he rubbed his eyes and tried to regain his vision.

But it was still pitch black in front of me.

Fortunately, he could still hear the sound.

At this moment, a strange noise was heard not far away, which made his heart skip a beat and he shouted the name of his companion.

As expected, there was no response.

As a veteran who had experienced countless battles, he knew very well that he had encountered an enemy, and the enemy's methods were extremely strange.

It can instantly take away his vision.

This in itself is invincible, and has already done something to his companions.

run!
In this situation, he had the fighting power but was unable to use it and could only continue to retreat.

Perhaps vision can be restored after creating some distance between myself and the enemy.

He started to back away quickly. As far as he could remember, there was a road and vehicles behind him, but it wasn't a big problem as long as he was careful.

The man who had regained his memories retreated a distance based on his feeling. He held the hilt of the knife tightly during the whole process. Any slight movement would make his heart skip a beat. From time to time, he would suddenly swing the knife towards the location where the imaginary enemy was.

Of course nothing can be cut.

Fear began to grow.

When the straw of reason is completely bent, it will inevitably be full of flaws, and death will soon follow.

First, he felt something biting off the finger with the ring on it, then his neck was torn open by sharp teeth. Fear flowed out with the blood, and finally he fell to the ground.

on the street.

Because of the previous killing, everyone had run away, so it seemed deserted.

About ten meters away, two people who had just died were lying.

They were the two people who had caused the massacre before.

On the two corpses, there was a thing lying on each of them, covering their eyes. The person walking over there waved his hand, and the two things actually flew up in the wind. He grabbed them and saw that they were actually two bloodstained paper figures.

Controlling paper people to kill people, this strange thing happened right in the street.

The man folded up the two paper figures, turned them into cards, and put them back into the card ring.

Then he took the dead man's ring, walked towards the alley in front, walked a hundred meters, crossed straight through, and came to another street. He looked around, walked into a building, went up to the fourth floor, and entered a teahouse here.

Compared to the chaos outside, the teahouse by the window has a sense of leisure and tranquility.

At this moment, there were already a few people sitting on chairs, looking at the chaos on the street outside the window, drinking tea and chatting.

What’s interesting is that the people who drink tea are not elderly. At least from the outside, they look younger than each other.

There is another one who is dressed like a middle school student.

But their expressions and actions are more mature than each other.

"'Qiao' is here, find a place to sit." When the people drinking tea saw Shiyi coming in, they didn't stand up, but greeted him very familiarly. It was obvious that the latter was also a frequent visitor here.

The memory collector called "Qiao" also found an empty chair and sat down. He took a small teacup from the coffee table, then took a teapot and poured a cup. He first smelled it and then drank it all.

"Those crazy people in the cult are starting to make trouble." After saying that, he poured another glass.

These people all wear two kinds of rings.

One is a card ring on the index finger of the right hand, and the other is a skull ring on the little finger.

They are also members of the Eternal Order.

"There has never been a shortage of crazy people in the Eternal Society. I'm not surprised at all that the Cult of God could do something like what happened today." A young man on the opposite side said this and refilled his glass.

When they drink tea, whoever drinks pours it. There are no rules or so many particulars.

"I killed two on the way here." 'Scabbard' recounted what happened just now.

"'Blade' said before he left that if one day the people from the Divine Cult suddenly cause trouble, that would be the time for us to gather and take action." 'Shell' expressed his idea and glanced at the other people.

The young man sitting opposite him is 'Jian', the one next to him who looks a little more stable, the one dressed as an office worker is 'Bing', and the female student dressed as a middle school student is 'Ge'.

"Why aren't you talking?" Shao frowned. "Even though 'Blade' has been gone for a long time, and we don't even know where she is or whether she still has her memories, don't forget who we are and what the meaning of our existence is."

After saying this, he tapped the table with his fingers and asked, "What are we? What do you think we are?"

The other three people looked at each other, and the female student said, "We are the swords. No matter how long it takes, we will never forget this. However, we are few in number. Do we really need to consider whether we should fight against those crazy people of the Divine Cult without orders?"

"Are you scared?" Qiao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Or do you plan to betray me?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The middle-aged man interrupted, "What Ge said is a real problem. 'Blade' is not here. She is our core. If we act rashly, no one can predict the final result. The Divine Cult has a large number of people. Once we are targeted, it will be difficult for us to deal with it. We may be killed by them with amnesia."

"So what you mean is that if 'Blade' doesn't show up and give orders, we will just watch and do nothing?" Sheath snorted coldly and said word by word, "Don't forget, we are 'Knife'. The sheath, handle, guard, tip and blade, the five of us together are the knife. 'Blade' said that the meaning of the knife is to deliver a crucial blow when needed. In my opinion, now is the critical moment."

(End of this chapter)