[Goodbye]
"Hello, I am the one who hunts you." The long-haired man smiled.
"Hey, what a pity, it would be great if you were also a violator." The man wearing a half-bone mask chuckled.
The next second, the "Bone Blade" swept across, and the hunter in front of him was holding his head, still smiling.
He still loves to laugh so much. If he didn't hold his head and laugh with eyes filled with murderous intent, he would really look good. God-level hunter - Crow. The bone surface directly turns into wind and dissipates.
"Being a violator is not fun." But the violator was quite "fun", even though the person wanted to kill him. The crow turned and left.
[Missing]
Later, he was no longer a legend among the violators, but a legendary traitor among the violators - a violator who fell in love with the hunter.
Someone once had the privilege of seeing a base camp formed by hundreds of violators occupying a world. Hunters organized to encircle and suppress the "violator incident", which started with a bang and ended with the betrayal of one violator.
The once legendary Crow among hunters put on the "Bone Mask" and picked up the "Bone Flute", changing his name to Bone Crow.
Intention: Watching Samsara Paradise makes me crazy