"I left some research results for my family, such as formulas that can greatly improve the efficacy of medicines, and can double the proportion of my family in the pharmacist industry. There are also more efficient textile machines that can increase efficiency exponentially...... For the family, I have given a lot. ”

The two stood at the bow of the boat, chatting in the cool breeze.

After listening to the other party's narration, Charles also remembered Shining Gold Town, this time he left in a hurry, and he didn't know anything about all kinds of machinery and other things before, and only used brute force to open the way to the ore vein.

Although there are a few evolutionary guardians left behind, they are too weak after all, once they meet a second-level life spirit master with outstanding talent, those evolutionary totem beasts are equivalent to a plate of snacks, and they are at the mercy of others!

I hope everything is in order, and when I return, the whole of Faun will be surrendered to my feet!

Charles didn't sense that something was wrong with the evolutions, and he wasn't too worried about it, he just wanted to wait for the fishing village to return as soon as possible after seeing the fishing village.

Although the people in the fishing village sold his things, they had a life-saving grace for him after all, otherwise he would be eaten by monsters one day if he was left to lie on the beach.

After all, as the fireflies collapsed and dissipated, he wasn't shrouded in Guardian Aura - the Auxiliary Totem didn't always provide Guardian Aura defense.

"It seems that there is a problem, and it is the smoke and dust of a large-scale fire." Warner suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

In the direction he pointed, the smoke was billowing into the sky, apparently representing a serious fire, and the smoke was rising from the town of Benson!

"What's going on, why is it suddenly on fire?"

"Have you been attacked by pirates?"

"It seems to be the town of Benson, a poor, dilapidated little fishing village, how could it be visited by pirates?"

The crew members who put on the work also exchanged ears, and Charles could hear clearly with his extraordinary hearing, and his powerful reasoning ability allowed him to instantly come up with an answer that he did not want to face.

However, it needs to be faced in the end!

More than twenty meters from the shore, Charles exerted his legs, the deck cracked instantly, and he jumped up and landed on the shore, walking towards the smoke-filled fisherman's town with a blank face.

At this time, the small town of Benson has been completely engulfed in flames, all the buildings are burning, and billowing smoke covers a radius of hundreds of meters.

It's so backward that most of the buildings are made of wood, close to the sea, and don't have much fire protection.

Now, the flames have been ignited all the way, forming a raging fire that destroys everything like a demon!

Charles silently stepped into the flames, an invisible barrier blocking the erosion of the flames, allowing him to walk through the flames as if he were walking flat on the ground.

Everything was burning, and all the familiar houses were shrouded in flames.

The small tavern at the east end of the town was roasted and crackled, and pieces of wood were smashed down, burying the fishermen's favorite place to stay.

He saw a corpse lying inside, and the enthusiastic and arrogant wine seller was lit by the flames, leaning on the small table where he usually collected money.

In the small square in the center of the town, it was originally built by the Benson family to hold open-air banquets, and it is also a place where fishermen like to dance the bonfire in the evenings.

At this time, a hill is stacked in the center of the small square, exuding a rich smell of grilled meat.

The corpses were carried here for centralized incineration, and it was also the place where the flames in the whole town were the strongest, like the fire of life of fishermen.

Familiar faces ignited in the flames, turning to charred ashes, and igniting the anger in Charles's heart.

Eventually, he came to old Evan's house in silence.

This is the place he is most familiar with, after all, he has lived here for several days, and the familiar cannot be more familiar.

It's a pity that it was also engulfed in flames.

In the small courtyard, the flowers and plants that were carefully cared for by Little Lori were all ignited by the flames and turned into ashes.

He clenched his fists and walked into the room, gritting his teeth, and walking into the place where he had slept.

On the small table at the head of the bed, there are wooden boards, on which are sketched in various colors, very immature pictures.

It's all the stories he told the little guy before, including the innocent and kind little mermaid, the pumpkin carriage, and so on.

But now, licked and blackened by the flames, he didn't find old Evan and little Jasmine.

But in the room, a small shoe was seen, and a trace of linen was hung on the door.

He crouched down and picked up a string of shiny shell necklaces that had fallen to the ground.

This is what the little guy picks up every day with old Evan on the beach, and when he sees a beautiful shell, he will take it and wash it well, but wear it to the necklace and stay around his neck.

The anger in his heart was completely ignited, and he couldn't help but raise his head and roar:

"Ahh

Charles Warriors burst out with brute force, slamming his fist into the wall, knocking it out of a huge hole, and then stomping on the ground.

The entire ground exploded, cracks spread in all directions, and even the buildings above were completely shaken, and they collapsed and buried him!

Unfortunately, it had no effect on him, and he walked out of the collapsed house in silence, and came to the small square again, looking at the burning corpse flames, and suddenly saw the wailing faces.

Without careful induction, he had already felt the familiar fluctuations of life inside, and the last trace of spiritual will.

Eventually, a faint fluctuation of life caught his attention, and Charles walked over and crouched in front of the fisherman, whose life was as fragile as a candle.

"Pirates, pirates are coming, they are coming, they want to be, they want the ones that were sold before, those scales ......" the other party said as he completely lost his breath, and his right hand gripped unwillingly, trying to block the footsteps of the god of death.

He clearly saw that there were fluctuations in the other party's eyes, from the hope of seeing him coming, to the despair of seeing the flame of life about to be extinguished, and finally the unwillingness.

In this short moment, the other party suddenly spent a long time, leaving full of reluctance and remorse, and could only express his last request with his eyes and mouth shape-

Revenge for us!

It was the first time for Charles to see someone die slowly in front of him, and he was deeply touched by his eyes, and said with a faint sadness: "Don't worry, I will let them bury you for you." ”

His voice was low, not the slightest categorical, but it seemed to be saying something that would definitely be done.

Just because of the scales, because of the scales of the Retreat, the fishing village was devastated.

The Retreat Beast exists as the ultimate body, and even after death, its scales are far harder than steel, and the fishermen blindly sell it, but it causes death!

He squatted on the ground and muttered, "Hehe, everything is going well, the slap in the face is so fast!" ”