Under the shining of the setting sun, the originally peaceful small village has been replaced by piles of ruins. The indescribably sad evening breeze gently blew through the ruins everywhere, and the charred beams stood up from the piles of ruins. Like a hand stretched out from the water by a drowned person, several vultures screamed and fell from the sky, standing on them, scanning the hundreds of corpses scattered on the ground with their sharp and greedy eyes, mixed in the air. The smell of burnt earth and rotting corpses enveloped the entire village.
Why? Why is this happening?
The kind and amiable smile on his face had long since stiffened, replaced by deep astonishment. He walked forward with staggering steps, stepping over the unrecognizable, rotting and stinking corpse, looking at the ruins on the left and right. I kept scanning, and at this moment, I wished that I had taken the wrong path and just arrived at a strange, unlucky village that was attacked by monsters.
By the way, that's it. Aren't you a road fool? Perhaps the villagers I am familiar with—the kind village chief, the cheerful farmer uncle, and the little kid with a runny nose—are waiting for me in a familiar village not far from here. When it came, I swallowed hard and laughed a few times, but the sound was extremely bitter.
However, reality cruelly wiped out the last trace of luck in my heart. As I walked around, a temporary shed made of wooden planks appeared in my field of vision. The shed was so simple that even the attackers didn't bother to pay attention to it. Instead, it became the only intact building in the entire ruins. architecture. This is the pavilion built by the villagers for me. It was here that I used healing techniques to cure each villager. The village chief’s mother-in-law brought water to me, and dozens of children surrounded me. Everything is still vivid in my mind.
However, now, this pergola that still remains is occupied by several desert coyotes. One coyote entered the carcass from a short distance and then gathered around to chew on it. The stinking corpse flesh, rotting intestines and internal organs were dragged out by their sharp mouths, bitten in their mouths and shaken, and then swallowed in one gulp, with an expression of indescribable satisfaction. Most of the shriveled corpse was quickly gone, and not even the bones were left.
One coyote noticed the arrival of the uninvited guest, swallowed the carrion in its mouth, and neighed in a low voice. The other three coyotes also stopped one after another, turned around slowly, and announced to the uninvited guest with green eyes and dangerous roars, This is their territory, and all the food here belongs to them.
But the uninvited guests ignored their warnings. Still moving forward, the leading and strongest coyote finally couldn't hold it any longer and charged forward first. As a leader, it must use force to maintain its prestige, whether it is against enemies or among its own people.
With his mouth wide open, there seemed to be some residual meat foam stuck between the drooling teeth, exuding a disgusting stench, the coyote leader moved with a speed that was completely unmatched by his skinny body. It rushed towards the enemy quickly, and would be able to enjoy a fresh meal later. It thought this way, and its cold pupils became more and more ferocious. It was getting closer, getting closer, and when it was still a few meters away, it kicked off with all its strength and rushed towards the enemy like a sharp arrow. The roots of its sharp claws hidden in the flesh pad were exposed, and it lowered its jaw powerfully. Zhang Da, in his world, nothing can defend himself from his sharp claws. Not to mention biting with his mouth, this is the simple and narrow self-confidence of the coyote leader.
"Dong----"
The body seemed to have hit an iron wall and was stopped abruptly. The excessive speed gave it a splitting headache, and its head and neck were almost broken. When it came to its senses, it realized that it had actually been A big hand hugged his skull tightly, holding it high in the air, and the big hand tightened tighter and tighter. The crisp cracking sound of the skull just penetrated its ears. Before he could feel the pain, the life of the coyote leader ended.
"Zi----"
There was a crisp cracking sound. Hot blood and brains overflowed from the gaps between the fingers. Drops fell to the ground. The white priest's robe was dyed red. The hand loosened. The body of the coyote leader, with only half of his jaw left on his head, slowly fell down.
"I do not understand……"
The other three coyotes saw the leader and were easily killed. Suddenly he let out a terrified bark. Dispersed in panic. An ice arrow. One point and three. A brilliant trajectory was drawn in the air and he chased the three desert coyotes. In the presence of magic. These coyotes appear so vulnerable. The fleeing figure was immediately caught up. Puyi came into contact with ice arrows. Coyote's body seemed to have been cast a body-holding technique. fur. muscle. blood. Offal. brain. They were all instantly frozen. Consciousness disappeared instantly. Maintaining the same running posture as when he was alive. In this way, it became three ice sculptures. Bring it to tomorrow when the sun rises. Their bodies will melt together with the ice cubes. Disappear from this world.
"Whizzing----"
Ice arrows shot out one after another. Then divide into portions. Like tracking a missile with pinpoint accuracy. After crossing a beautiful arc. The frightened vultures were frozen one by one into ice sculptures. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. A gorgeous icy rain was playing over the entire ruins. Soon. The entire ruins are within a few kilometers in radius. Except for one person standing quietly in the center. There is no more life.
"I really don't understand why, when hell is already invading, isn't it enough? Why do you still want to kill your own kind? What's the point of spending so much effort to wipe out the desert bandits? What's the point of spending so much effort to wipe out the rebellious ones? What’s the point of being a fallen person?”
There were obvious signs of being burned on the collapsed house, and the corpse had not been eaten. It was obviously not the work of the Hell clan or Warcraft.
The bloody setting sun was so dazzling that I could hardly breathe. My internal organs seemed to be placed in an oven. They were hot and suffocating. Holding my chest, I suddenly felt like a drowning person who had finally emerged from the water. Usually, I was panting heavily, my eyes were so sore, and when I wiped them with my hand, a hot and moist feeling remained.
At this moment, I can no longer tell whether I am more angry or sad in my heart. I just feel a mixture of emotions, just like when I see shameless and clamoring traitors on the Internet, and even feel like More than that, maybe I have regarded myself as a part of the darkness, which is why I feel so breathless and sad.
My heart hurts so much. All the power in the body is flowing, is there nothing left to vent? Breathing heavily, he squinted his eyes and looked around, seeing nothing but corpses. He felt so uncomfortable and wanted to do something. If those attackers were here, I...
"Xiao Fan, if you want to vent, let it out."
The little ghost in my arms, with a calm, wise and gentle tone, turned into a sweet spring, unblocking the blockage in my heart and squeezing the negative emotions inside. It erupted like a volcano.
Thank you, Alice, for this time. Just let me be willful for once.
Instead of choosing to merge with the little ghost, I triggered all the violent power in my body. A violent aura centered on me, covering the entire village. The anger, sadness and violent violence in my heart were combined into one, and vented out, as if I was taking drugs. Generally speaking, it makes me feel ecstatic, and I use wine to relieve my worries and make them worse. Everyone knows the truth, but no one can resist it.
"Roar
A low and violent roar sounded, like muffled thunder resounding in the sky. I barely maintained a trace of clarity. I strode towards the outside of the village, walking faster and faster. Finally, I simply landed on my hands on the ground and started running wildly on all fours. Each bounce left four shocking giant craters on the ground. It was so hot, my body was so hot, as if it was on fire. I finally encountered and caught dozens of "little reptiles". I roared with excitement and couldn't wait to burst out the heat flowing in my body, turning it into a raging fire. These few reptiles roasted to ashes are not enough, far from enough. I growled and stood up straight. Continue to search for all "reptiles" within a ten-mile radius.
Today, somewhere in the west of the Gravel Wasteland, a large group of monsters suffered a disaster. Within a radius of several hundred miles, almost all the monsters were brutally slaughtered. Some were burned to ashes by the raging fire before they even reacted. The giant blood-red monster more than ten meters high, with its whole body burning with raging fire, The legend of the bear spreads in the bar: a blood-red giant bear that seems to have walked out of hell, with its whole body surrounded by bright red fire. With a wave of its hand, it roasts the monsters into ashes. &m;#65533;***┡捌&m;#65533;⒕The leg dream ants have a habit of talking about⒆>that lie&m;#65533;&m;#65533;&m;#65533;&m;#65533;Bad Mang &m;#65533;Bi Yihuang&m;#65533;⑾Zhishuao&m;#65533;Guahun&m;#65533;&m;#65533;Zeng Aoxuan&m;#65533;&m;#65533;Pry&m; &m;
The witness said this, fearing that others would not believe it, so he took out a few pieces of equipment that had been roasted and deformed: Look, this is the equipment left behind after the giant bear left.
Although it sounds a bit mysterious, due to the certain prestige of the adventurers who witnessed it, and the fact that some adventurers confirmed that there was indeed not a single monster left there, and that there were traces of being burned over a large area by the fire, I quickly agreed. , the limelight temporarily overshadowed the Super Hidden Merchant, but since then, it has not appeared from time to time like the Super Hidden Merchant. Over time, it has become a great anecdote in the Western Kingdom, and has even become more and more fictitious. There have been many Version----When you meet this blood bear adventurer, 1. your soul will be sucked away; 2. enter the hidden area; 3. get super equipment;
When Youyou woke up, she saw the pretty face of the little ghost. She was holding an empty energy potion bottle in her hand. She was looking at my face with her watery silver eyes and handed her half of the energy potion. Keeping it is indeed a wise decision for the devil or not. I smiled bitterly and stretched out my hand to caress her smooth face.
"Little one, how long have I been asleep?"
"one day."
The little guy gently put his little hand on the back of my hand, as if he wanted to warm my cold palm with his weak presence.
After a long time, it became much more convenient to have the energy potion. I stood up unsteadily and summoned Xiaoxue.
"Let's go back to the village." I jumped on Xiaoxue's back and stretched out my hand to the little ghost.
"Xiaofan, let's not go back, okay." Probably because he was afraid that I would fall in love again, the little ghost looked at my outstretched hand and said in a pleading tone.
"No, I have to go and take a look. Maybe there are survivors." I said firmly.
Biting her cherry lips, the little ghost nodded in acquiescence, stretched out his hand, and I pulled him up and held him in my arms. In fact, we all know that judging from the vengeful corpses, the village was destroyed more than twice a day. The chance of finding survivors is very slim, either they have already left, or they would have died of thirst and starvation long ago even if they were trapped in the ruins.
"Little guy, don't scare me. Are you really okay? Why are you so sleepy lately?"
I saw the little ghost’s little head nodding up and down. I dozed off again, and I asked worriedly, if the death of those simple and lovely villagers made me sad and angry, if something happened to the little ghost, I can never imagine what would happen to me at that time.
"Well, it's okay. I'm probably greedy and ate too many diamonds." The little ghost rubbed his sleepy eyes and replied in a daze. After struggling for a few times, he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the Sandman and leaned into my arms. He fell into a deep sleep.
I hope it's just like this. I hugged the little ghost's delicate body tightly and gently rubbed my chin in her hair, for fear of letting go. She will leave me.
At the speed of light snow, we had returned to the small village in less than a moment. I told Xiaoxue and Poison Flower Vine to take good care of the little ghost, and I took the other four ghost wolves to search the small village. Damn it, I was so mad yesterday that I forgot to search first. After this day, maybe I should have The person who was saved was already dead. I bit my lip and muttered silently.
One day passed. The corpses in the village attracted many vultures and hyenas, but in the face of the powerful aura of the ghost wolf, they all left in fear. I was not polite. Anyone who could not leave in time was turned into ice sculptures by me.
To be honest, the possibility of surviving is very slim. I don’t have any hope, but I am not willing to give up even if there is even a slight possibility. So when the waiter sniffed on a certain ruin and signaled to me that there was a faint breath of life below, I almost couldn't believe my eyes. Could there really be someone who could survive after being buried there for so long? An adventurer, right?
With doubts, I spread the ruins bit by bit. I couldn't rush this. The stone beam weighing several hundred kilograms was not a problem for me, but I had to be careful about the people underneath. Been busy for half an hour. Only then did I carefully move away the last broken wall, and the people who were trapped underneath could see the light of day again.
The first person who appeared in front of me was a middle-aged woman. She maintained a strange posture, kneeling on the ground with her elbows on the ground, trying hard to support her body, as if she was trying to create space under her body, but it was obvious that what the waiter was talking about was not her. The upper part of her body had been crushed by the wall, and her body had even begun to rot. It was obvious that she had been dead for a long time. So, I moved my gaze to the gap left under her body. After taking a look, I couldn't help but feel moved.
There is no doubt that her posture is to protect the person below her. Beneath her lies a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He has been severely unconscious and is breathing extremely weakly. If left alone, I am afraid that as long as In a little while, he will die of anger.
I finally understood why such an ordinary child could survive so many days in the ruins. In addition to the efforts of the woman on top of him to support him, I found that one of the woman's hands was holding the boy's hand. chin, opened his mouth, and the five fingers of the other hand had been bitten to pieces. Finally, he died with the artery of his arm in the boy's mouth. It can almost be imagined that this great woman , after the boy passed out, he pried open his mouth with one hand, then bit his own fingers to bits with his mouth, and used his own blood to maintain the boy's life. After one finger was dripping, he bit the other one, five. She bit all the fingers, and then bit them again until all five fingers were bitten off. Then she bit off her own artery, put it to the boy's mouth, and finally died.
Is this maternal love? I looked at this ordinary but great mother with respect, and felt that all the power in the world seemed so powerless in front of her.
After a solemn salute, I moved her body away. Her body had already become stiff and she had maintained this posture, like a cicada shell left after metamorphosis. Then, I used healing techniques to treat the boy's whole body. After covering him up and confirming that there were no more wounds or fractures on his body, he picked him up and placed him on the open space on the side. He first gave him a little water, then diluted a drop of energy potion and let him drink it. After the boy's breathing stabilized, I used the remaining water to touch his face.
"Huh?"
After carefully looking at the boy's appearance, I exclaimed in surprise. This boy turned out to be the strong and simple boy who dreamed of becoming a Paladin in the future. I remember that his name was Gaia.
It's just that his appearance now is really terrible. Although I have healed the ulcers on his skin, after being buried in the ruins for countless days, his originally strong body has become as thin as firewood. What I saw at first glance I couldn't identify it immediately.
Two days later, Gaia, who was extremely weak, finally woke up. As soon as his eyes opened, he kept murmuring "Mom, Mom, Mom," and grabbed my hand like a hesitant cub.
"Get some sleep, kid, everything will be fine." I gently probed his forehead, and there was a slight fever. This kind of ailment is more from the heart, even if it is treated with magic.
"Uncle Pastor, please, please... you must save my mother, she is above me, please, please..."
After seeing it was me, Gaia kept murmuring, with two lines of tears in her eyes. Then he passed out again.
No focus, no color, gray pupils. Like a dead man, he stared at the scorched earth ruins.
This was the second time Gaia woke up. After accepting everything I told him, the expression on his face and those lifeless eyes even made me feel a little nervous.
"I want revenge."
After looking at the ruins of the village for a whole day without water, Gaia suddenly turned around and said to me.
"What happens after revenge?" I gave him a cold look.
"I want revenge." He repeated again expressionlessly.
I resisted the urge to slap him, knowing that if I did so I would definitely beat his head to pieces. He grabbed his shirt and lifted him up.
"Do you know how you are alive today? It was your mother who saved her life drop by drop with her own blood!!"
"I know!" Gaia remained expressionless.
"Why is she trying so hard to protect you? Is it because she wants you to live with hatred?"
"I don't know, I really don't know. Apart from revenge, what else can I do? What's the point of living? Why did my mother want to save me and abandon me? Uncle Pastor, can you tell me?"
The boy was lifeless. Finally, he showed a trace of hesitation. After all, he was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.
"Very good, that's good of you to ask." I put Gaia down and patted his shoulder.
"I don't object to your revenge, but your mother used her own life in exchange for your survival. She definitely wants to see you now, but wants you to live well. If you have no goal, then I will Let me decide one for you." I said, pointing to the ruins. "This village has a history of thousands of years. It is the place where your ancestors have lived for generations. Your hometown, its importance to the villagers, including your parents and relatives, I am afraid you know better than me, and you don't want it to disappear. Well, if I were you, I would shoulder the responsibility of rebuilding the village."
"Rebuilding...the village?"
Gaia looked at the piles of ruins blankly, and his lifeless eyes seemed to come to life. After staring for a long time, he began to murmur to himself: "Yes, if the village can be rebuilt, dad, mom, and the villagers, I'll probably be a little happier..."
He suddenly turned around and looked at me with firm eyes: "Uncle Pastor, I understand, thank you, but before rebuilding the village, I still have to take revenge and kill all those bandits." At the end of the sentence, the boy His eyes showed murderous intent, and the seeds of hatred had been deeply rooted in his mind.
"Of course, but if you want to kill your enemy personally, you must have strength. If you want to rebuild the village, you must also have certain strength. You can't do it now, do you know?"
Gaia nodded.
"Then, I'll take you to Rogge." With a faint smile, I brought Gaia back to Lu Gaoyin and sent him back to Rogge using teleportation.
"When you meet the old man named Farah, tell him that you want power, and that will do."
Outside the teleportation station, I gave Gaia one last command and nodded silently. This originally simple and kind-hearted boy no longer had the same smile as before. Hatred occupied his brain and deprived him of his emotions. He didn't know. Whether time can fade everything, looking at Gaia's figure disappearing in the white light, I sighed slightly.
After walking out of the Mages Guild and looking up at the gray sky in Lu Gaoyin, I narrowed my eyes again, trying to hide the anger and murderous intent inside.
"Twins...are they?"
I learned from Gaia that before the village attackers massacred them, they seemed to be asking about Aikolu and Silus. Combined with what they once told me about the incident of being chased by bad guys in Lu Gaoyin, the answer is already clear. ----The group of people who planned to kidnap Aikelu and Xilusi when they were in Lu Gaoyin did not give up. After inquiring about the village where they were, he followed them. At that time, Aikelu and Silus were already at the Rogge camp. The angry bandits slaughtered the entire village.
"This world is so dark, so dark."
I shook my head and tried to calm down. It will take more than a month for Masif to come back, but fortunately, I have found something to occupy my time.
Guys, you really pissed me off this time.
Lu Gaoyin's palace, in the heavily armed king's study.
"Your Majesty, I think you should know what I mean."
King Aziz is still sitting on the chair with such a fat body. As long as he moves a little, he will make a babbling sound, making people worry that he will collapse at any time.
"I understand what the elder means, don't worry. I will give you a satisfactory result within five days at most."
Aziz stood up from the chair with great effort and solemnly promised. With Lu Gaoyin's current situation, the destruction of a small village is actually not something that deserves much attention, so a lot of bold guys have spawned. Of course, it is not difficult to investigate such a big move, so Ah The king is so confident.
"Then I would like to thank Your Majesty here in advance. I owe you a favor this time. If you have any difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help." I bowed slightly.
"Haha, with the elder's favor, it's worth giving away half of the kingdom."
Az knows that I am not a person who likes to be polite, so he is not hypocritical and accepts it openly.
Well, then there is the Mercenary Guild, which is easier to deal with. As long as you have money, anything can be done, and there is that kid Tok. I heard that things have been booming recently, so it’s time to go and say hello.
After two days of anxious waiting, first there was news from the Mercenary Guild, then from King Aziz, and finally Tok came over. All the news pointed to one target, a rogue organization called Lanxi. There seems to be some count secretly backing him. The mercenary guild even found out. It was the earl who ordered the kidnapping of the twins.
very good. I'm too lazy to care about Lan Xi or Lan Dong, and I don't want to know what this earl is. I just need clues. Aziz said that my favor is worth half the kingdom. Although it is suspected of exaggeration, but sacrificing a small The earl of a small land can get a huge favor, but it will definitely make a huge profit.
The national system was dispatched, and I was not left behind on the mercenary side. After collecting enough money, Graz, who was grinning from ear to ear, immediately said that he would definitely cooperate with the army to wipe out this organization and capture them all alive. In some respects, the mercenary guild The efficiency is much higher than that of the army.
Standing on the top of the tall tower facing the wind, I stared coldly at the scene of blazing fire below. The army had surrounded this place, and there was no leakage. The mercenaries even explored the sewers here that were only allowed for rats to pass. , under the dragnet of heaven and earth, this organization is unable to fly.
On the other side, the lazy crow sent the news, and there was also a commotion in the villa area. Unexpectedly, the count lived only a few streets away from my villa. Wow, what a fate.
That night, more than 300 members of the Lanxi organization in the mainland, including the leader, the Earl, were arrested. The next day, hundreds of members who were outside were arrested one after another. It is certain that between the country and the mercenaries, Under the systematic double pursuit, no fish will slip through the net in the entire Western Kingdom.
So next, how to dispose of this garbage? Looking at the two reports in my hand, I clasped them lightly with my index finger. I narrowed my eyes and tried hard to think of the most appropriate way. Should I kill the count first? Of course that won't work, I have to leave a few for Gaia to enjoy.
After much deliberation, I decided to go to the dungeon and take a closer look at the faces of these garbage. Maybe I will suddenly have some inspiration...
