"What happens after we find the monster? Do you want me to fight behind his back?" Yaluo waved his hands indifferently, "Since none of you are willing to take me with you, just point me in the direction and I will go there by myself."
The villagers were surprised and responded one after another, scrambling to describe the location of the village, fearing that they would be forcibly taken away by Yaro.
…
"Why would he refuse? He has no relatives, no children, is talented, and sometimes impulsive...aren't these the conditions for his acceptance?"
In the dark tunnel, a figure slowly opened its eyes.
"He doesn't think that after what happened, the aunt can still accept little Harry, right?"
…
Pedestrians went back and forth, and the slight waves quickly subsided.
After getting away from the crowd, Yaro looked back at the low figure, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Harry? Why do you feel that he is a little weird?"
Although what happened was different, Yaro felt a sense of déjà vu for some reason.
It was as if I could see a trace of Heli in this child.
"Forget it, so what?"
"Rather than being singled out to face the extraordinary, not getting much benefit, and having to be implicated by me, it's better to just mix in the mortal world with peace of mind."
Yaro shook his head and turned to leave.
In fact, Yaro knew that besides that legitimate reason, there might not be another reason.
Little Harry showed up at the wrong time!
"Is someone already targeting me?"
After all, he didn't examine the child carefully, and Yaro couldn't guarantee whether his intuition was correct.
Maybe, maybe not.
But none of that matters.
A humanized big black cat seemed to appear in front of Yaro's eyes, sneering at him: "Little Yaro, you are so timid."
——So annoying!
"This is not cowardice, this is necessary vigilance!"
…
As he went deeper, the surrounding light dimmed inexplicably. It was not obvious, but it inexplicably made Yaro feel isolated from his surroundings.
A thin smell wafted in the air, like the smell of meat or the stench of decaying corpses.
The concentration of void energy is slightly higher than that of the outside world, but it is not higher overall, but just a specific kind of void energy.
Yaro looked at the gradually desolate land around him and murmured: "Is this undead magic?"
He followed the elemental meditation method, focusing on the three elements of fire, water, and earth, and indirectly derived the three elements of wind, wood, and fire.
But whether it is the main attack type or the derivative type, they all belong to the pure element type, belonging to the shaping spell type, and are powerful in frontal attack.
The undead void energy was not within the scope of Yaro's understanding. This was the first time he felt this special void energy.
"Is the undead void energy so corrosive to life? Even tall trees are withered?"
"Why didn't this happen in the Perrin Territory? Is it because this situation happened not long ago and it hasn't affected the Perrin Territory yet?"
As we continue to advance along the dirt road full of footprints, everything around us becomes more and more desolate. Broken dishes and clothes are scattered on the road, which may have been left behind by the refugees when they fled.
The twisted dead trees were like rotting corpses, like ghostly ghosts, standing on both sides of the trail with teeth and claws.
As the cold wind blew by, a few solitary dead leaves swayed back and forth.
Step by step……
There was silence all around, and only the sound of his own footsteps echoed in Yaro's ears.
"We have just gone through a difficult winter, and the spring that finally ushered in is so barren. No wonder the refugees are so skinny and hungry."
Thump, thump—!
As if frightened by Yaro's footsteps, a group of black shadows suddenly fluttered into the air, slowly hovering in mid-air, and let out bursts of extremely frightening cries.
Dumb, dumb——!
Gloomy, twisted, weird, terrifying... but it made Yaro inexplicably relax, and even his steps couldn't help but become a little lighter.
I am familiar with this environment, as if I am going to be home soon!
But as his pace quickened, there was no towering castle in front of him, but instead a dilapidated small village.
"Are you there?"
Yaro put on his heat-insulating gloves, drew out his heavy fire sword, and walked in carefully.
The ground in the village is not paved with stone slabs. It is filled with dark mud after being washed away by rain. Walking on the metal boots is like stepping on a balloon. It is slippery and has no strength. When you lift your legs, it feels like there is a suction force under your feet. Pulling on the boots.
"Huh? That's..."
Yaro looked at the scattered black spots on the earthy gray wall cloth next to him. He scraped off the scattered spots with his hand, pinched them with his fingers, and then sniffed them carefully.
"It's blood! And it's the blood that was just spattered in the past few days!"
Comparing the height and scattered trajectory of the blood, it is likely that the blood was human blood and was sprayed from the neck.
This kind of blood stains are all over the village.
He looked at the ground and saw that it was flat except for his own footprints.
"Did a powerful force throw the blood onto this wall, or was the blood caused before the rainy day?"
Looking around, Yaro quickly looked at a house next to him.
The wooden door of the house is wide open, and the mud wall outside is covered with fine scratches. The scratches are wide on the outside and thin on the inside, as if they were made with a file, and deep in each scratch, there are still... There is some fine white substance remaining.
Yaro turned back and tested the hardness of the wall surface.
"The surface of the wall is very brittle. It should be just a flat surface made of ordinary soil, with some grass stems mixed in the middle to strengthen the toughness. Judging from the depth of the scratches, the creature that left the scratches is not very strong."
"Is there just one kind of monster, or are there many kinds of monsters?"
"It is unlikely to break a person's neck directly with the force of leaving a scratch."
"Unless the adults stand still and let the monster pierce the neck, or the monster lifts the minor and breaks the neck."
One possibility is that the monster can cause hallucinations. Compared with the previous information, there is a high probability that the undead creatures appearing here are ghosts.
Another possibility can only mean that the monster is perverted enough.
"Undead monsters usually appear at night, but if they can be found during the day, their danger will be reduced a lot."
Through the cracks in the broken wood, Yaro looked inside the house. It was empty and there was no trace of the monster.
Yaro circled around the village again and found no monsters in any room, but there were many houses with scratches on the outside.
"Have all the monsters disappeared?"
Yaro guessed this, but he couldn't guarantee it.
I looked at the sky and saw that it was almost dusk.
He walked out of the village, found a flat highland, lit a fire and rested.
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