Zhao Hong's mind was in chaos at the moment.

He exerted all the power of his body, and used all his power to the point of running out of oil.

This was Zhao Hong's last madness before he died.

"How is this possible! How can such a master be in such a small place!"

Zhao Hong's speed can no longer be called speed.

Every time he took a step, his body would disappear in an instant, and then he would appear next to an enemy, and that person would be slashed by Zhao Hong.

What Zhao Hong was holding in his hand was the war knife he had brought out of the Cursed Zone. A treasure created by a combination of famous craftsmen and warlocks made of crystal-grade materials, and has a sword that absorbs dead creatures and grows itself.

Every time Zhao Hong flashed, someone would die.

Those people couldn't even run away.

"What kind of person is this, how can it be so strong? It's over, we're done. Run, bring the news back!"

In fact, where to remind others, they have already begun to flee.

But there are also some people who see this situation and know that they can't run away, but instead become ferocious and begin to frantically slaughter people who are closer to them.

A child, who looked to be in his early teens, had just been killed by his father and brother. He was also slashed, but not fatally.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground, trampling desperately, trying to get as far away as possible from the murderer in front of him.

But he no longer has the ability to dodge the next knife at the moment.

Just as he closed his eyes and waited to die.

Zhao Hong suddenly appeared in front of him. Blocked the knife for him.

"Dang!"

The two knives collided, and the knife in Zhao Hong's hand easily cut off the knife in the man's hand.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

A knife killed the man, and Zhao Hong subconsciously glanced back at the child.

The child's face turned pale with fright, and his pants were wet.

Zhao Hong just glanced at him, didn't talk to him, and dodged again, going to slaughter enemies in other places.

Most of those people were slaughtered by Zhao Hong himself, and the rest were gone.

Zhao Hong's last memory was that he was killing those people, and then he didn't remember anything.

When Zhao Hong came to his senses again, he found himself in a dilapidated but spacious house.

The house was rudimentary, like thatch and timber.

The walls were covered with a lot of mud and gravel to prevent the house from leaking.

The light in the room was not very good, and it was cloudy outside, and the rain clouds gathered in the sky, and the black clouds rolled in the sky, and there was a sound of muffled thunder, followed by lightning.

It looks like it won't be long before it rains.

When Zhao Hong woke up, he found himself lying in a wooden cage.

There were many people in the room, a few old men, most of whom were in the prime of life.

"Wake him up!"

"Whoa!"

A basin of cold water was poured on Zhao Hong's head, Zhao Hong hit a spirit, and he sobered up a lot.

Although the situation in front of him puzzled Zhao Hong, Zhao Hong still paid attention to his physical condition first.

"I'm not dead...... What happened? Well, I see. In that battle, I used the runes of gods and demons to slaughter the enemy in a frenzy, but I was no longer able to continue, and under my life-sacrificing fighting style, I began to overdraw my body and life. ”

Zhao Hong knows his body well. All at once, he noticed a change in his body. Know what's going on.

"That curse is for the strong, ordinary people are fine, although my body is strong, but compared to these guys here who are born with divine power, it is not too strong, this overdraft potential has caused my physical strength to decline rapidly, and now my physical strength is no longer extraordinary, it is equivalent to the completion of the strong body stage where we are, and when I just entered the martial arts realm, it was already good in our place, but it seems that it is just an ordinary person here. ”

Zhao Hong already knew the characteristics of the curse, and after a little analysis, he knew the beginning and end of the matter.

"That curse seems to have wisdom, it won't let ordinary people die, so my level of physical strength won't be targeted by the curse, I originally wanted to fight to the death, but I inadvertently saved my life, and I really put it to death and survive. ”

Zhao Hong recalled for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and then opened his heart and saw that the curse in his body was slowly dissipating. After a while, it will disappear completely, and you will be relieved.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Zhao Hong's thoughts.

"It's definitely a demon, and there's nothing wrong with that. An old, somewhat trembling voice said.

Zhao Hong followed the sound and looked over, a skinny old man, on crutches, was pointing a dry finger at Zhao Hong's nose.

Zhao Hong frowned, wanted to stand up, but found that he had no strength in his body, and the impact of that battle on his body was very great, and now Zhao Hong has not recovered, his body can't move, and the momentum has not recovered because of overuse, in other words, Zhao Hong is now a powerless person.

"He must be burned to death! Lest he bring great calamity to our tribe! I have seen that red flames are falling from the sky and burning the entire forest to a scorched earth!

The more the thin old man spoke, the more excited he became, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and pounded the ground desperately with his cane, and his body was shaking.

It's as if you've really seen something terrible.

"Burn him!

"Kill him, you demon!"

"Burn!"

"Burn!"

"Burn!"

The crowd is excited!

Everyone looked at Zhao Hong as if they really saw the blue-faced fanged demon, and everyone shouted that they wanted to burn Zhao Hong.

It seems that burning Zhao Hong to death can save the common people.

Zhao Hong had already taken a full view of the surrounding situation at this time.

These people are dressed in very shabby clothes, some are wrapped in animal skins, and some are even just covered with leaves.

At a glance, it can be seen that those who wear animal skins and clothes are powerful people here, and those who wear leaves are low-status people.

In the crowd, Zhao Hong also saw a few familiar people: "You guys...... It's the ones who are hunted down! I know you, and you, and you! I've seen a few of you, and I saved your lives, and you ......."

Zhao Hong's face was very ugly, he really didn't expect that he had saved these people, and they would actually burn themselves.

"Shut up! You demon, you gossip to confuse the public, don't listen to him, he's using demon magic, he wants to confuse us all, and then kill him!"

The old man was startled when he heard Zhao Hong speak, and then immediately shouted again.

The thin old man was obviously very prestigious, and his words immediately startled everyone present to retreat, and they all looked at Zhao Hong with frightened eyes.