"Cough cough, vomit...cough cough cough..."

In the sky, an old wolf with a lame leg and blood in his body was dragging the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to fly with all her might, while venting a violent asthma cough, as if she would die in the next moment.

"I made a prophecy and would definitely happen..." the girl sighed.

"Damn it, I believe it, can't it be okay!" The evil wizard named Murphy Aldridge muttered hatefully, "If I hadn't just fused a piece of soul fragment and absorbed most of the magic power in the crystal ball, and my strength had returned to half of the peak level, I'm afraid I would really die again today..."

"How come a sub-legend magician, a sub-legend archer, and a sub-legend warrior? And they are three younger generations who have never heard of... I have only been sleeping for two hundred years. Are the strong men in the mainland so unrequited?..."

"Fortunately, there is no fourth priest with the same level of strength! If it is a complete team of sub-legend adventurers, I really have to give my life here today..."

"Wait, I suddenly thought of where you meant by 'The Canyon where the wind will not stop'... If the continental terrain did not change much during my sleeping time, it was indeed the most beneficial place for me to operate at this stage! Oh, I hate being led by the nose by the damn prophecy... But for the sake of great plans, just go there."

"Hey, girl, don't freeze to death before helping me complete the plan!" Although the old wolf in the short ear looked exhausted, he looked down and barely formed a black light shield with dreamy starlight around his body, blocking the damp and cold wind in the sky.

Enid's little face gradually returned to a little bloody color.

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Door Village.

After the old wolf in Queer flew away, all the "bone wolf" present swayed twice. The ghost fire in his eyes quickly extinguished, and the "crash" scattered into a pile of broken bones, as if the mysterious power that brought them back was taken away together.

The beasts also shook their bodies, awakening like a dream, and were at a loss about their environment and natural enemies! But soon, all the beasts seemed to recall some horrible memories and fled to the distance one by one!

The wolf ran and the pigs stormed, and the birds and beasts scattered, leaving only the dilapidated Dore village.

The people who were still alive stood up and began to search for survivors... There was no need to search any more and more men, women, young and old who survived by chance began to spontaneously gather around the statue of the goddess of light in the small square, and sat down one by one, crying in a low voice.

"People who are still moving, search the village immediately and find the beasts that are resident to drive away as much as possible and bring all the living people here! We need to count the number of survivors!"

The deputy leader of the village self-defense regiment, a middle-aged man with no sense of presence, stood up and said.

Antonio is dead, and the village chief Nord is gone, so there must be someone here to command.

Daren slowly got up.

All the remaining personnel of the Self-Defense Corps took action and went to search and inspect the village. At this moment, Daren had already felt waves of fire element illusions starting to attack, which was the sequelae of absorbing the tragic green fireball just now! This time the illusion had an extra cold feeling of corroding bones than the ordinary fire element illusion, which was even more unbearable!

But he still stood up and dragged his heavy steps, walking in the village in circles.

He then saw more scenes.

In the bakery east of the village, he saw that the kind Mrs. Fiona had long died.

The old woman hugged her granddaughter Tracy in the corner of the shop. Although her neck was bitten, her body was already cold, but her thick and powerful arms still held Tracy tightly. It took a lot of effort to pull them out of the corner and spread their arms apart. Then she found that the little girl Tracy, who was only ten years old, was already curled up and asleep.

"Dalen, Tracy is my only hope. I don't want her to be hurt by monsters again..."

"Sorry, if you don't plan to be an adventurer, then I can't entrust her to you."

Mrs. Fiona's words seemed to echo in Deren's ears.

Mrs. Feiona's sad life ended. Her son and daughter-in-law were killed in the hands of monsters. Her 14-year-old grandson, Jamie, was captured by the tree fairy queen and the only young man who died unfortunately in the white cocoon. But at the end of her life, she finally saved Tracy's life with her humble efforts.

And at the winery in the southwest corner of the village, Daren saw Mr. Conrad on his dying day.

Laura knelt beside the barrel, crying loudly to cover her grandfather's abdominal wound, but there were too many wounds and couldn't press it, and blood still gushed out. Old man Conrad leaned against the barrel, with a painful expression, and poured honey wine into his mouth tremblingly, ignoring the golden sweet wine, which immediately spilled out of the big hole in his lungs.

Also in the north of the village, Daren saw the village chief, Grandpa Nord, lying in his doorstep in blood. The crutch in his hand was bitten into two pieces by something. His pocket was still as usual, with a few sweet apples that had lost moisture prepared for the children in the village...

Daren looked at it all...

Keep watching...

Supporting Diana back to the center of the square, she once again saw Uncle Antonio's headless body, Lydia, a green-haired girl who was sucked into a human skin, and many skins of neighbors killed by monsters, all stacked together...

The brunette boy suddenly developed an indescribable murderous intent towards the monster!

It is no longer the kind of staying in the story, the book "the monster is always the enemy of mankind", but the real and heart-wrenching hatred! The hatred for the wolves in the ears! The hatred for all monsters! This strong hatred made Daren tremble all over, and he whispered almost word by word, as if he was saying to himself:

"I want to...become...adventurer..."

Yes! To be an adventurer! I must! I want to kill the monsters I want to rescue Enid I want to make that earless wolf pay for everything he does today!!!

It seemed that at this moment, he could no longer feel the unbearable elemental illusion...

And in fact.

Every year in the mainland, I don’t know how many adventurers embark on adventures because of their great hatred of monsters. Eight of them have tragic pasts, and Daren’s experience is not very special.

Humans’ hatred for monsters is not passed down from generation to generation, but is accumulated from generation to generation, and new hatred continues to arise.

What Daren didn't notice was that he subconsciously gritted his teeth and whispered, causing the white-haired woman who was supporting him to show a worried look. His unsightly eyes suddenly looked at the sky and sighed.

After a while, after Daren helped his mother Diana sit down near the Statue of Light, the white-haired woman suddenly grabbed the arm of the brunette boy beside her and asked him to sit down together next to her.

"Child, aren't you surprised why I know how to fight a little bit..." Diana touched Daren's hair and sighed in a vicissitudes of life, "I'll tell you a story, that starts with a village many years ago..."
Chapter completed!