He let out a roar as he stood in the middle of the corpse-strewn dueling arena as he greeted the cheering humans on the high walls.

This time, the repertoire was a big brawl of 100 monsters, and although there were ten people allowed to survive, he still killed all his opponents and stood alone.

He has a great talent for learning and is able to learn different fighting techniques from each opponent. Gradually, he developed an astonishingly strong physique, and even learned different martial arts and magic.

He is the undefeated king of this dueling arena, and he always kills his opponents one by one without mercy.

However, this fierce king always kept shedding tears and blood in his heart.

He was tired of the never-ending battles, and he just wanted to go back to the forest of his childhood, in the company of his parents, soaking up the sun and chasing the breeze. But the forest is long gone, and has become a human city made of stone and metal.

He used to be able to dream of that forest occasionally in his dreams, but now he only dreams of blood and darkness in the Shura field. He knew that compared to the endless fighting day after day, perhaps a quiet death was a relief and a kind of happiness.

It's just that he can't do that, because he knows the pain of constant reincarnation in killing, so he chooses to kill all his opponents and relieve their suffering.

In order to free the monsters who enter this dueling arena, he chooses to be the terminator who bears their pain and resentment.

No one saw the loneliness of him looking at the skylight alone, and no one could understand that the heart wrapped behind his cruel exterior was actually kinder than anyone else.

I can't remember the faces of my parents, and I can't remember the happy times of my childhood, and only the name is the only connection with that time.

yes, the name, his name is - Inkutan.

What's going on? The surrounding scenery melted away like ink dripping into water, forming a strange space without any light, as dark as the deep sea, and the weight of the body disappeared in an instant.

It was as if I was able to travel through time and space, and I gained an incredible ability to act.

Inkutan's memories came to me like a marquee, dark with resentment and pain.

"I've been, I don't want to fight anymore."

A weak voice came from the depths of the darkness, and I passed through the images that repeated the fighting, and continued to penetrate into Inkutan's heart, finally reaching the final place.

Beneath the blood-soaked red sky is an endless black lake. Inkutan's body lay in the middle of the unusually calm lake, like a tiny white dot on a black piece of paper, looking helpless and lonely.

"The crying, the lamentation, I don't want to hear it anymore, I want to go back, to the forest."

Inkutan sobbed, bleeding tears from his eyes.

Tears of blood fell into the dark waters, and then countless bubbles erupted from the surface of the lake as if it had been boiled, and dense slender tentacles reached out from the bottom of the lake, wrapping around Inkutan's body, whispering in his ear.

"Tear them apart, chop them up, trample them to pieces, pain, hate, anger, humanity must suffer the same, only in this way, only in this way, can we go back, we can go back to that forest!"

Inkutan's body sank under the entanglement of his tentacles, and he reached out and waved it vigorously in the air, but he could not catch anything.

"But I don't want to kill anymore."

The true voice of his heart was drowned out in the whispers of the tentacles, and perhaps he couldn't even hear it.

"You've suffered enough, so stop, Inkutan."

I flew to the black surface of the lake, where countless tentacles swam and grabbed Inkutan, who was about to sink into the lake.

"No, I can't stop, I must, I have to destroy humanity, only in this way can we create a world where children can grow up happily!"

Inkutan's inner obsession erupted strongly again, and at the same time, the tentacles around him became more active.

"Killing does not create happiness, killing only creates more misfortune, you should know this better than anyone else!"

"But, but, there's no other way!"

"I don't think so, Inkutan, whether it's a human, a monster, or another species in this world, every life has the right to live, if you want children to live happily, then create a world where all races can live in harmony!"

"Does that really exist?"

As Kutan's heart wavered, the tentacles that wrapped around him loosened and began to slowly retreat below the surface of the lake.

"As long as we can understand each other, I believe it will be possible."

I thought of Il, of everyone in Mo'an Village, and these images came to Inkutan's eyes in an incredible way.

"You're a crazy monster who wants to live in harmony with humans, but I don't hate your crazy thoughts at all. I'd love to see a world like this. ”

A slightly stiff smile appeared on Inkutan's face, and the blood-red sky cast warm sunlight, and the space around him began to crumble violently.

"Let's create such a world together, can you help me, Inkutan!"

I held out my hand to Inkutan, but Inkutan remained standstill.

"I'm sorry, my hands are already stained with too much blood, I'm tired, that kind of world is not the place I can go. Thank you for allowing me to be free from my pain. ”

Inkutan sat cross-legged, and the space around him had become a dense forest, the wind carrying the song of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the clear spring water flowing happily.

This is probably the forest where Inkutan lived as a child, reborn in his heart through memories engraved in his bone marrow.

"What's your name?"

"Kilgaru."

"Goodbye, Kilgaru, you must create the ideal world!"

Inkutan waved at me and walked slowly into the forest, his expression looking happy.

Goodbye, Inkutan, I'll take your long-cherished wish on your shoulder!

I secretly made up my mind in my heart.

Just as I was about to leave Inkutan's inner world, a huge face suddenly appeared in front of me, made of dark magic, which looked like a black mist with eyes and a nose.

"Who are you, the impudent one who obstructed my plans?"

The huge face uttered a low voice like a trumpet.

"I'm Kilgaru, who are you?"

Although the huge face looked intimidating, his tone didn't seem to be very angry, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of magic.

"Hahahaha, the person who can ask me that, you are the second, interesting, remember it for me, stupid monster! I am the source of resentment and pain, the demon god Mondbar, and we will see each other soon! ”

The huge face vanished into thin air after saying this, and I returned to the battlefield near the royal capital.

Because Kutan's half-regenerated body fell not far away, the portal to the Demon Continent has disappeared, and the demons and monster legions who came here are also surrounded by my skeleton army, and they have lost their fighting spirit.

At this point, the brutal war staged in the royal capital of Fenggu Castle has finally come to an end.