Chapter 9: Walking Alone in the Night

【Western Continent Expedition Road Despair Abyss】

The cold wind whistled out from the bottom of the abyss of despair, carrying with it the disgusting smell of decay in the abyss, where the bones piled up into a mountain, and bursts of wails came from the abyss, as if ghosts were roaring unwillingly - here, the abyss of despair, as a burial ground on the expedition road, whether it was a monster or an expedition member, countless living beings died here, and their bones became the decoration of this place, constructing a scene of hell.

On the mass grave-like land, on the mountain of several white bones, there stood a few strange figures, they were skinny, their skin was black, their eyes were sunken and revealing a strange black, except for the circle of shabby gray cloth that covered their shame, there was no clothing, they chewed on the white bones, as if this mountain was their gluttony.

"Do you want to bring something to eat for the big guy?" A figure munched on the remnants of carrion in a hoarse voice, his voice not casting doubt on whether his lungs were still there.

"There's no need, the big guy doesn't need us to bring him food, after all, he's the big guy." The other guy said, licking the remaining blood on his hands. At this moment, a behemoth with a fiery red light appeared in front of them, his body was covered with huge spikes, like tentacles growing from living rocks, and the spikes behind him formed the shape of wings, emitting a light that could burn people's eyes, and the tips of the spikes seemed to be dazzling white, as the veins gradually deepened, yellow, orange, red and finally turned into black rocks, just those few spikes were larger than the figure sitting on the corpse pile.

"How many of you, have you found the whereabouts of that thing? If not, who will allow you to rest! The huge monster roared at them, and the figures shrugged helplessly, looking helpless, looking at the behemoth with sunken eyes.

"Lava Boss...... It's not that we don't look for it, you know, that thing is definitely not in the abyss of despair, haven't you felt its breath after sleeping here for more than 2,000 years, how can we have such a powerful power as you to find it? Save it. As soon as he finished speaking, a huge slap came over and sent him flying, and the behemoth roared, and several figures rolled down from the mountain of bones, and hurriedly crawled to his side, looking at the white halo in the two pits on his craggy head.

"Big guy, we've tried our best, but, think about it, we've been looking for decades, and if we had, we'd have found it a long time ago, and didn't Cervantes think that you might be looking for that special source of magic when he sealed you, it must have been transferred by him."

The behemoth listened to what he said, and it soon fell silent, and the deep halo of light like an eye turned towards the top of the abyss, where the sky was only the size of a finger's belly, and it thought with its head full of stones, and soon said very quietly:

"Go to the ruins of Parkens...... I feel like there's something there, two thousand years ago, and there must have been a drastic change out there. His voice was like the sound of the wind coming from the ground, a little heavy, but full of power.

【Western Continent Crescent Empire Dragon's Breath Wharf】

The expedition's ships were anchored at Dragon's Breath Pier, and they would take a boat to the Pole Islands, which were the stopover for the expedition. Dragon's Breath Wharf is the largest wharf in the West, where the power of the guild is higher than the power of the government, they maintain law and order here, and the vast majority of guild members will take a boat here to practice in other places. At this time, at the Longxi Wharf, a group of orientals stood on the city tower near the entrance of the wharf and looked at everything nearby with surveillance eyes, as if they were searching for something. In the shadows under the plane trees outside the city, Ike looked at this group of Orientals, and felt a little frightened, after all, he was alone.

"Damn it, Cruise's violent maniac can't help me, just tell me this address, hey, Ace, don't you think you're responsible?" Ike said to himself, Ace was floating beside him, looking like he didn't care about himself, Ike was a little helpless, obviously this guy was involved in the incident, and now it seems like it's okay.

"What are you afraid of, what can they do when they get in at night and get on the boat?" Ace said that it was like entering a restaurant, and Ike suddenly felt that he was really ill-fated, just like Cruise knew that he had offended the county lord and kicked him out very decisively and told him to go to the dock by himself, and this self-proclaimed strong apostle who was saved by himself didn't care about these things at all.

"I haven't killed anyone, I'm sure my hands will tremble, Ace, I think I should take it easy, just go kill people, I'll run in." Ike looked pleading, but Ace didn't eat it at all.

"If you don't go, I won't go, we'll just wait here for that guy named Mars to come, well, if it's Anne, I'll be more than happy to burn those guys to char." Ace didn't care about making a suggestion that seemed solid.

"Yes, yes, that little girl looks much more reliable than you, so we'll ......" Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed out from the side, it was a dagger that flew out, Ace's body suddenly became solid, he quickly pushed Ike away, the dagger was plunged into the tree, Ike was taken aback, he hurriedly pulled out the long sword on his waist, thinking about what Cruise told himself: When you encounter an enemy, you must first be calm and not mess with yourself.

And Ace, much more direct than him, he pulled out the dagger inserted into the tree with his backhand, and rushed towards the direction where the dagger was thrown, his body was extremely agile, like a cheetah, looking at his prey with murderous eyes, although the assassin who threw the dagger had already evacuated there when he found out that he had missed, but his speed was simply a world of difference compared to Ace, Ace rushed to the assassin's side at incredible speed, and put the dagger on his neck.

"Say! How many more people. ”

"Don't try to escape, if you offend Lord Lan, you won't survive!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ace's dagger slashed his carotid artery, and the blood burst out stained his clothes red, and the originally lovely brown hair took on a kind of demonic nature, a somewhat cold-blooded demonic nature. The bloodstained dagger was thrown to the ground by him, and he returned to Ike and said lightly, "Choose." ”

"What to choose?" Ike looked at this Ace in confusion, his hands were still trembling, the amplitude of the long sword in his hand could be clearly seen, he had just brushed shoulders with death, and his heart had not been able to calm down.

"Kill, or die." Ace had never spoken in such a tone, but now, he said to Ike very seriously: "I can only be on par with those few Onmyoji at present, and you, you will face about a team of killers, do you think that you have a good chance of surviving like this." Ace's words made a few drops of cold sweat drip on Ike's cheeks, and he looked at Ace and couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand.

"I don't have a choice, let me tell you, what is life, life is what you don't want to do, he will force you to complete it one by one, so, boy, what you should do, you should know in your heart." After Ace finished speaking, he saw a very weird smile on the corner of Ike's mouth, he picked his nostrils, and his golden hair was a little bright in the setting sun.

"Don't say so much to those sad poets, you're a scoundrel, and so am I, and a scoundrel needs a solution to a scoundrel," Ike gouged his nostrils and put his sword on his shoulder, "Kill people...... I don't know if my hands are shaking. ”

"It's better not to ......," Ace finished as the sun sank.

Night falls......

"East!" Ace shouted, rushed towards the east, only to see a few onmyoji in black robes already waiting for his arrival, the energy ball in Ace's hand was already full, a silver-white ball of light rushed towards those onmyoji, and those people took out the spell from the robe in a hurry, a huge magic circle appeared, and suddenly, Ace felt a huge soul power.

Suppress!

Onmyoji's suppressive power on the soul is indeed jaw-dropping, but can it really deal with Ace in this way? The answer is no. After Ace threw out the energy ball in his hand, he instantly released another magic, and a ray of light converged in his hand, conjuring up a sharp blade, above the blade, the white light was like a mist, illusory, like a dream, those onmyoji focused on dissolving Ace's energy ball, but ignored the subtle changes in his hand.

The figure of the "Nightmare Thorn" Ace disappeared in an instant, and the onmyoji were also motionless there as if they were stunned.

"Okay, I'll try to see what these killers do." Ike ran to the west, and the last thing Ace told him was: If you want to see your parents, survive. The long sword turned into a silver light in his hand, and the spirit bead in his left hand gave him the blessing of speed, and the night had fallen, and the silver blade in his hand was like the vast moon in the night sky, and a silver hook illuminated everything.

"I can feel it...... Their position and strength," Ike could clearly sense where those assassins were at this time, just as he could clearly discover the source of Mars's magic and the power of the spirit beads, as if this ability was innate, he rushed towards an assassin, the assassin obviously did not expect him to find his position, in the darkness, several bright daggers were thrown by him, however, how did the dagger compare to the bright moon? With a swing of Ike's sword, he stabbed the assassin in the chest, letting out a flesh-tearing roar, the assassin's last voice giving the night a sad song.

This will be a game of killing, Ike's eyes, blue as stars, surging with an aura that has never appeared before, the fresh and terrifying murderous aura that the assassins scattered around can clearly feel, like a bright moon that has just risen, but on this moon, there are clearly visible blood marks.

"I want to live, I want to ......" he murmured silently like a night wind, "find them......"