Ghengis Khan Kill Count Novels & Stories

But most of what I do and where I go, people die. I hear cranking and strange rumbling, and I swear I can feel the submarine submerge beneath the icy waves. But that means I can breathe with a bit more ease. Soon I'll be back to HQ, and receiving my next mission. I wonder how many kills I have now. I don't have to wonder. Wondering is stupid. Knowing is everything. And I know how many missions I have now successfully executed. 83. This is my eighty-third. And more than 120 people killed by my hand. At least officially. Unofficially the number is much higher.

“And why do you lot look scared of this Hellhound dude?” “You don’t pay my wages anymore,” I said. “I work for money, not charity. And to answer your second question, have you ever heard of Genghis Khan?” He blinked. “Eum, the Mongol Guy” Ethan snorted. “Yeah, the Mongol guy,” I conceded sarcastically. “The one who conquered half of the world. Well, right now, when it comes to werewolves, the closest thing we have to Genghis Khan is the Hellhound. Granted before the Mongols finished their conquering spree.”

They fled down the mountain desperately and blocked cultivators who were going up the mountain. Caspian caught up with them. "Extremely angry sword intent!" In an instant, the sea of blood rushed to the sky again. No one would have thought that things would turn out like this. In the fierce charge, the number of cultivators who died in the hands of Caspian increased rapidly. 600! 700! 800! 900! 950! 990! Swoosh! As a row of six or seven cultivators was cut in half, Caspian had killed a thousand opponents of the same realm.

Calla I returned to the compound thirty minutes later. The sixth death had just occurred. Mikhail. A warrior I'd trained personally. Dead in the barracks, black veins spreading across his skin while his unit watched helplessly. Twenty-three minutes after Elena. The pattern was accelerating faster than anyone predicted. At this rate, we'd all be dead by morning. I found Kharo in his office, staring at casualty reports with hollow eyes. "Six," he said without looking up. "Six dead in less than eight hours."

"Little guy, you are the very first to make trouble!" Ding Hao ignored him. As his eyes swept over those people, he reached out to count. "One, two... four... eleven, a total of eleven people. I wonder, will the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect will feel distressed after I kill all of you? "Never mind. Including Ning Huxiao, 20 or 30 people from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect have died in my hands. I killed them one by one. Consider it as taking interest first, and one day, I will kill all the people in the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect."

He waded deeper, killing without pause. Bodies piled in his wake, the path to the General clearing through sheer slaughter—ten, twelve dead by his hand, limbs hacked, torsos eviscerated, the ground a churned mire of viscera. The General stood amid his faltering line, broadsword slick with blood, eyes widening as Kael bore down like death incarnate. "You!" the General snarled, meeting the charge, their weapons clashing in a shower of sparks. Kael's axe met the sword's guard, forcing the General back step by step from impact.

Although they did not know the true strength of Beigong Qin, they now understood that they must never provoke this person in the future. "There was once a person like you. Then, I killed a total of 108 of them in the span of one day. Even now, I still remember the despair in their eyes before they died. I hope that you will not follow that person's footsteps..." Beigong Qin said coldly. In the distance, everyone's heart trembled. He killed more than a hundred people in a day. Was this person a homicidal maniac... However, Xiao Chen only looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "Are you done?"

They created cities to fight against the enemy, and every city was as good as the power of millions of soldiers. Chu Xun looked up at the sky. Wang Yunzhe, who was ranked first on the Vanquishing Fiends Count, had killed more than 500 people in total. In less than ten days, he killed more than 500 people. In addition to the figures of the other 9 experts, more than 2,000 earth residents had been killed by the top 10. Chu Xun's number was 109, still not in the top ten. Along the way, he ransacked quite a few groups of people.

"Let's move on to your criminal records. You have killed thousands of innocent lives, you have Hitler, Stalin,Rothschild,Zedong, Lenin and many others. Trust me, I've been living for ages." Glad I was able to act like I'm not suprised. He was very informative and definitely a man who knows something. It was not even a common knowledge. Those people he mentioned killed millions, well, Lenin killed 66 million that was in 1921. Power was all that matters back then. It was a tradition passed through ages where nomads fought for lands and then evolved to power and dominion. And Zedong, 65 million was not a number to belittle. Jeez! Felt like I'm reviewing the world's history. "You have robbery an