The battle was not much fierce.

Musa still solved the other party in three or two clicks.

Thanking the officer who stood up for him, he sat down on the wall and let the yellow-orange-orange raindrops slide down on him, and he looked up at the dark orange sky.

Some don't know what to do next.

Where is he going?

Musa was confused.

He sat on the wall, waiting for the omen of fate.

Perhaps, he should go to the royal city, where the pure-blooded Phineisak has the most people, and where his relatives are most likely located.

However, even if they found it, the hundreds of pure-blooded Phinessac people might have died at the hands of demons, and Musa was probably the last pure-blood Phinesack.

What the hell does God want him to do?

The star marks he had carried for more than ten years were all gone, and these star marks caused countless troubles in his childhood, but when they were all gone, he didn't know where to go.

Moussa wondered what he was doing for himself.

Now, the relatives who raised him have died, and all his biological relatives have died, and he is the only one left in the huge world.

Musa has a body of strength, but he doesn't know what the meaning of this power is, the relatives he can think of are not his relatives, he is in this world, and he is a person from now on.

Thinking.

Mousa seemed to have figured something out.

He stood up and raced against the wall.

The power of a relative who was good at flying walls in his genes began to work, allowing him to walk like a flyer even on slippery walls, as if there was no resistance.

Moussa wanted to get out of here.

He wanted to see the rest of the world.

He has lived in this town for ten years.

I never knew what other places were like, and I never knew how other places lived.

The adults told him that those places were not for a little ghost of his stature to go.

But that's no longer the case.

The world was destroyed overnight, most likely even the royal family, the classes that had been cut off from human interaction were gone, and Moses became stronger.

Strong enough to ignore any class, anywhere in the world, he is confident that he can set foot in it, and demons can't stop him.

So, he wanted to see other places.

Moses ran, Moses jumped, he strode across, he strode and galloped, from one place to another.

Nothing could stand in his way anymore.

It should have been a very happy thing, but for some reason, Mosa shed tears, his galloping, his leaping, as if he had done it to shake off those tears.

It was also raining in the sky.

The rain is cold, and the tears are hot.

Musa was fast, and in a few moments he left the town where he had been raised, stopping on a high ground and watching the yellow mudflow flood the town.

He went into the jungle and never looked back.

Because even if he turned back, there would be no one waiting for him, so he could only run forward.

The jungle was full of sharp trees, and those strangely shaped leaves were as sharp as knife blades, and even the beasts that lived in the jungle used to be careful to avoid these leaves, but Mosa just crashed into them, and directly knocked the leaves crooked.

The beast fled as if some great calamity was about to happen.

The jungle did not cause any damage to Muses, and the leaves and branches of the trees that had previously avoided his edge were ineffective against him, but were easily broken by him.

Nothing is more unstoppable than Moussa now.

And the jungle was not attacked by demons like the outside world, and at most there were only a few demons found here, and they were all eliminated by Mosa.

Musa was like a jungle hunter at ease.

He carefully sniffed the scent of his enemies, carefully watching the dirt and leaves in case he missed any important information.

Fortunately, nothing unusual had happened along the way, and it was only after about five hours that he had crossed the huge jungle, stopped on the edge of the cliff, and saw the magnificent blue ocean.

It was something he had only heard of in his previous life and had never seen with his own eyes, the ocean.

Legend has it that those brave warriors rode across the sea in huge warships, carrying the weight of the empire to a distant kingdom that was located on the other side of the ocean, and it was also a beautiful and powerful kingdom.

Moses had only heard of it to a limited extent, and had not actually seen the ships, not even the warriors in the huge warships.

Therefore, when Moses saw this magnificent sea, his soul was shocked.

It's just a pity that I didn't see any huge battleships.

What he didn't know was that in the place he couldn't see, those huge warships were surrounded by demons lurking in the sea, and then the demons like deep sea demons brought the biggest shadow to the kingdom's navy.

Not only the interior of the kingdom, but also the vast and boundless sea is also a battlefield for demons.

Musa thought for a long time.

Just like he did on the wall of a small town, he thought about it for a long time.

He didn't know where he was going.

Originally, he planned to go to the royal city to have a look, but the royal city should have been destroyed, and even if the royal city was not destroyed, then he didn't know which direction to go.

For the royal city, young Musa simply knew that it was the center of the country, inhabited by all the royal family.

And what he didn't know was that the royal city was located, what was that place?

Even the direction of the royal city is unknown.

So, he was very confused.

It's impossible to find someone to ask.

Perhaps, he should have memorized the map of the kingdom before the war broke out, instead of playing around with his friends, but how could he have thought that a war of this magnitude would break out?

He's just a kid.

"Forget it, the world is so big, there is no place for me. ”

He didn't recognize the direction he knew.

So, there's only one way forward, right?

Musa laughed, he was like an unrestrained child, he didn't have to worry about being scolded if he came back later, he didn't have to worry about being beaten up if he was naughty.

Because, in this world, no one will worry about him anymore.

Mosa rushed forward.

When he stepped on the cliff, he directly stepped on a piece of dirt and rock, and the huge reaction force directly lifted him up and flew to the sea!

Then, Moussa's almost one-ton body crashed into the roaring waves of the sea, blowing up a shocking wave!

The sea was not as peaceful as he thought, and many fierce beasts surrounded him, trying to turn Musa into food for his belly, but unfortunately, the skin of Musa was already harder than steel after inheriting the power of hundreds of dead relatives!