Chapter 216: The Past

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, in the air, an almost one-sided battle was taking place, under Lin Yu's stormy attack, the demon warlock retreated again and again, but he could not avoid the fate of being suppressed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scale armor on the demon warlock's body, which had consumed a lot of his efforts, had no effect, and it was completely unable to defend against Lin Yu's seemingly weak fist.

That strange power was able to directly hit his body to strike internally, and all defenses were meaningless in front of this.

Unlike the demon-like scale armor on the outside, the demon warlock's body is still human, and he is not a real demon yet, so such a strange situation has arisen.

That is, the demon warlock seems to be unscathed on the surface, but both mentally and physically seems to have suffered a strong blow, with a ruined left arm, a body in severe pain, and a mouth that constantly vomits blood.

Even though the demon warlock kept flapping his wings to dodge Lin Yu's attacks, he couldn't escape from Lin Yu, who was always slightly faster.

His injuries were getting worse and worse, he never thought he would have this day, and the ultimate power he had worked so hard to pursue became meaningless in front of this unbelievably young boy.

The existence of this person is as if to deny everything he has.

It doesn't make sense!

"Impossible!"

The demon warlock's dodging movements became more and more chaotic, and it was even more impossible to dodge Lin Yu's attacks, and there were more and more moves on his body, although he couldn't see anything from the outside, but he was already in tatters on the inside.

Lin Yu naturally took advantage of his illness to take his life, an opponent like a demon warlock must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise he didn't know what accident would happen in the end.

The Demon Warlock looked like a young boy, about the same age as Lin Yu, quite young.

Twelve years ago, in a certain town, there was an area where all the poor people in the city lived, the so-called slums.

This kind of slum exists in many cities, not all of them are wealthy, and the cities have a large population base, so the base of the poor is also large.

It is in this environment that slums emerged.

Slums and the outside world are two worlds, and slums are generally set up in remote locations in towns and cities, hidden in the shadow of the bustling city, and no one pays attention to them.

Here, the slums are also the places where there are the most illegal incidents; Here, it's disorganized; Here, sewage flows crosswise.

However, even in such a place, there are still some people who bow their heads in the face of the powerful and expose their servility.

But when these people face the slum people of the same class as themselves, they show their ferocious bestiality, robbery, bullying, tyranny, and all these viciousness is applied to those who are supposed to be companions.

This is humanity, this is the ugliness of humanity.

His name was Stali Andrewku, a resident of the town's slums, and an orphan. At only seven years old, he has long lost his innocence, or this thing has not existed since the beginning.

He grew up in a neighbor's house, and the person who adopted him was called Wen Min, and it is said that he was once taken care of by his biological parents, so he adopted him who lost his parents not long after he was born.

Although life is very hard and he has no parents, he lives a very happy life, and Wen Min has long been his mother in his heart.

However, families like his, orphans and widows, are the most bullied group in the slums, and they have to endure the bullying of the bad guys every day.

Avoidance, weakness, submission, obedience, resistance.

Either way there is no way to avoid it, and for those people, bullying them is a daily pleasure, and whatever their reaction is interest to those people.

He didn't know how many times he had been beaten, and if it weren't for the fact that he had lost a goal to have fun if he hadn't died, he would have died long ago.

However, not always so lucky, and finally one day, his mother Wen Min died tragically under the beating after being robbed of her hard-earned salary by those demons.

He could never forget the demonic laughter of those men as they left.

Although the slums are in the city, they are strictly divided into two worlds, and only when taxes are collected will they go to the slums to make the poor worse.

But the dead don't bother to care!

Are there fewer people dying of hunger, sickness, and death in the slums? In a murder like this, no one even knows about the smell of the corpse, and even if it does, it won't make a difference.

Wen Min's death devastated him, and for a long time afterward, even in the face of the abuses of those people, he still ignored them, as if those fists did not fall on him.

What is the meaning of survival? Why did he suffer all this?

Why do people always have bad intentions?

Why don't people try to reflect on this malice?

Why would someone trample on the lives of others?

Why is the world so twisted?

Where does this distortion come from?

Why do people hurt each other?

And why do people go on with their lives as if nothing had happened?

This is the human ...... Is it?

Until one day, there was a man in the slums, a burly man with a big sword on his back, a mercenary! He saw that the men who were running rampant in the slums followed the mercenary like rats.

right? Money?

No!

It's 'powerful'!

He understood a truth, only if you are strong, you can not be bullied by others, and only when you are strong can you do everything you want.

But what can he, a seven-year-old child in a slum, do?

He exercises his body, he ventures into dangerous forests, he wants to be stronger, he wants to be stronger than anyone else, he wants to make it impossible for everyone to bully him.

After returning from the brink of death several times, he unexpectedly got a chance.

A chance to become a warlock.

He was not a fighter, nor was he a magician, and he had no fighting spirit or magical powers. However, with the help of the way, he forcibly allowed himself to obtain magic power from an ordinary person, and he became a warlock.

Demon Warlock!

It was an opportunity he had gotten, and the name was terrifying, but it was the only way he could become stronger.

Demon?

It doesn't matter if you're a demon, as long as you can get stronger!

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