Han Sen looked around, and he noticed there was nothing but grass. There was no place for him to hide. So, he hid his presence and hid among the flock of sheep.
Nine single-horned white horses were pulling the carriage, and it didn't take long for them to reach the grass. Han Sen hid among the sheep, staring at the carriage door. He wanted to know what sort of scary existence was inside. How could it frighten the xenogeneic sheep so much? They didn't even have the courage to run. All of them were lying on the ground, shivering.
The nine white horses finally came to a stop, and with a squeak, the door opened. A small shadow stepped out of the carriage, surprising Han Sen. It was a little girl. She looked to be around ten years old.
"The scary existence that the sheep are so afraid of can't be this little girl, can it?" Han Sen's eyes didn't leave the carriage door. He thought another creature would come out.
But there was no other creature inside the carriage. The little girl came out alone, holding a sharp knife. She walked toward a herd of sheep.
Han Sen looked at the girl. She did look to be around ten years old, but for some reason, Han Sen thought she looked more mature.
"Is she one of the Sky?"
Han Sen could tell from the girl's presence and the mark on her forehead that she was one of the Sky. But he couldn't rule out the possibility that she was one of the Very High. After all, the two races came from the same source. It was just that the blood of the Very High was purer.
The girl came to the front of the flock with the sharp knife. She reached out her hand and stroked the head of a goat in front of her. She sighed and said, "Little goat, little goat, I was forced to do this. If you want revenge, come and find me. Don't find the wrong person."
As she spoke, the sharp knife in the girl's hand plunged into the goat's heart, killing it instantly. Blood immediately flowed out from the sharp knife in her hand.
The strange thing was that the blood did not fall to the ground. It was completely absorbed by the sharp knife in her hand. In the blink of an eye, the goat was drained of blood and turned into a dried corpse. The blood of the goat was completely absorbed by the sharp knife, causing the sharp knife to become dark red in color and emit a strong smell of blood.
After killing the first goat, the girl walked towards the second one. That goat was still lying on the ground, shivering. It did not dare to resist at all. The girl held Screech and stabbed it again, sucking the blood of the second goat dry.
Han Sen felt a chill run down his spine. The girl kept killing sheep after sheep, and none of them fought back. It was like they were waiting to die. Not long after, the girl had killed one hundred sheep. Her knife was now as red as blood. It looked like it might drip at any moment...
The stench of blood was so strong that Han Sen could smell it from a few thousand meters away. It made him want to vomit.
"There is something wrong with that knife …" Han Sen frowned. He stared at the knife in the girl's hand.
The girl's presence wasn't very strong, but the knife's presence was very scary. It was far stronger than the little girl's own.
Such a scary knife shouldn't be something a little girl should be able to control, but she was able to control it. She didn't seem to be affected by the knife's power. It was very strange.
Even Han Sen couldn't use deified treasures to their fullest potential before he became deified. The little girl was holding such a powerful knife, and she could use it as she pleased. She could use the knife's power with ease. She killed the sheep with every hit. She didn't need a second hit to kill them. That was strange.
"The sheep here must be afraid of that knife." Han Sen guessed, but he couldn't be sure. He kept looking at the knife.
It was a short knife with a wooden handle and an iron blade. The wooden handle was fifteen centimeters long. He didn't know what wood it was made of, but it was dark red. The blade was one foot long, and it was shaped like a crescent moon. Because it had absorbed so much blood, it was bright red. It looked like blood was going to drip down at any moment.
The knife had a handle, but it didn't have a gauntlet. It didn't look like a weapon for fighting. It looked more like a knife used by a chef or a butcher.
Suddenly, Han Sen felt a chill. Perhaps it was because it had absorbed too much blood, but under the sunlight, Han Sen could see that the knife was glowing with a red light. That red light rose, and the shadow of a red demon was attached to the knife. The more goats the girl killed, the more blood she absorbed. The red demon that was attached to the knife became scarier.
When the girl had almost killed all the goats, the shadow on the knife had become a red flame that was visible to the naked eye.
"Sure enough, the sheep are afraid of the knife, not the little girl who is holding it.
But this is strange. How can such a weak little girl control such a powerful knife? How can the knife's power not harm her? "Han Sen looked at the knife and thought to himself.
Suddenly, Han Sen felt a chill. Perhaps it was because he was staring at the knife too much, and he didn't look away. The red demon shadow on the knife seemed to have noticed him. The red shadow turned around, and its empty, red eyes stared in Han Sen's direction.
Buzz!
Before Han Sen could do anything, the knife made a strange buzzing sound. Then, the knife flew up, carrying the little girl's body. It rushed toward Han Sen.
Han Sen could clearly see the red demon shadow attached to the knife. It was baring its fangs at him, as if it wanted to eat him.
The little girl was being pulled by the knife toward Han Sen. Soon, she saw Han Sen in the midst of the sheep. When she saw Han Sen, the little girl froze. Then, she looked surprised.
Han Sen was ready to fight, but the little girl grabbed the handle of the knife. She used all her strength to stop the knife from going to Han Sen.
But she was too weak, and the knife was determined to kill Han Sen. The little girl used all her strength, but she couldn't stop the knife from going to Han Sen. Instead, her small body was being pulled forward by the knife.
Han Sen frowned. Just as he was about to attack, the little girl gritted her teeth and grabbed the knife. The sharp knife cut her hand. Blood flowed down the knife. After the knife absorbed her blood, it quieted down.
The red demon shadow attached to the knife seemed to be suppressed by some power. Its shadow faded a lot.
"No wonder she can use that weird knife. It's because her body is special. She has some sort of relationship with the knife," Han Sen thought to himself.
Judging from the little girl's actions, she didn't seem to be hostile toward Han Sen. Han Sen walked toward the little girl. As he walked, he asked, "Little girl, what is your name?"
"Go … Get out of here …" The little girl held the knife tightly as she spoke in a rush.