The last large, sturdy scaled lizard fell to the ground with a wail, and standing above the corpse was a silver figure covered in armor, red cloak fluttering in the wind, eyes under the helmet looking at the moon in the night sky, not knowing what to think.

"Filina-sama, are you alright?"

"No problem."

Putting the sword back into its sheath, she indifferently responded to the greetings of her subordinates.

Under the moonlit plains, there were huge lizards that had fallen to the ground, vulnerable in front of the elite soldiers of the Empire. The well-trained soldiers had long since lined up for her orders, standing on the massive corpse and looking down, the moonlit armor and weapons in their hands emitting a chilling glint.

From the imperial capital to the border, it has taken them two days, and now they are about to arrive at the place of the incident, but they have also encountered some obstacles, as a last resort, the original plan to arrive before the sun sets may be delayed until late at night, I didn't expect the creatures of the Norpine Plains to be so strong, and so stupid, the imperial army that met this kind of lineup actually ran to block in front of them, and it is the best word to describe these brainless creatures with stupidity.

"The army of the Empire really lives up to its reputation, and any monster that stands in its way can be solved."

At this time, there were compliments in the night sky.

Looking up, a kind old man in a white robe and pointed hat was floating in the air.

"White Sage?!"

As one of the commanders of the elite soldiers of the Empire, even in the face of this old man, she had to lower her posture and greet him with the highest respect, she pulled up the mask of her helmet, revealed her face, and bowed her head on the corpse of the monitor lizard, and the same was true of the soldiers below.

She asked respectfully, "Lord Manlyre, why are you here?" ”

The kind old man fell in front of her, "You get up first, Lord Filina. ”

"Yes."

When Filina stood up, the old man put away his kind face and said with a serious expression, "Your Excellency Filina, I need your help!" ”

Filina's face changed slightly, and it seemed that something terrible had happened to make this sage who stood at the top of magic serious.

"Please."

"I saw in the omen that the world was destroyed!"

"What?!"

Filina was frightened by the sage's words. Destroying the world, this is already a matter of vigilance for the whole world, except for the abyss invasion tens of thousands of years ago, as well as the legendary ancient war, the world has spent almost 10,000 years in peace, and at present, what only needs to be worried about is the war between countries, and no one has thought about such a thing.

The Sage of Mansare sighed and said solemnly, "The omen of the end of the world has begun, and if we don't do something, the world will be destroyed." ”

Filina was a little troubled, and His Royal Highness ordered her to investigate the accident and retrieve the item, but saving the world was obviously an urgent matter, and how should she choose.

Seeing Filina's embarrassed face, Sage Manclair added, "Don't worry, your destination is the same place as the source of the extinction, as long as you eliminate the unsettling factor by the way." ”

Slightly shocked in her heart, Filina didn't expect that the sage of Mansair also knew about this secret, but after thinking about it carefully, she was relieved, and the great sage who was known as the "prophet" was not in vain.

"Alright, Your Excellency Filina, let's hurry up, and I'll tell you about it in detail on the way."

"I see."

Filina waved her cloak and shouted to the Imperial soldiers below, "The cavalry regiment and the magic regiment will go with me first!" The infantry regiment kept up as fast as it could! ”

Jumping off the carcass of the giant lizard and riding a horse led by a subordinate, Filina was the first to leave, and then the cavalry regiment and the mages floating in the air broke away from the group and followed.

………

The excitement gradually turned back to iceberg-like calm, after killing the last person, he stood silently next to the corpse that was split in half, picked up the blood-stained magic scroll that fell from the corpse's arms, and could feel the powerful power contained in it, although he didn't know what this thing was, but his consciousness felt that it might be of some use in the future, so he put it away in a hurry.

Killing all the people who have seen him, there is no guilt in his heart, it may not be because of people, and there is no emotion at all in his inner peace, as if killing someone is not worth mentioning as crushing an ant.

Compared to these little things, he now cares more about the extra information in his head, and during the period when his body is out of control, he remembers that he has used a lot of unbelievable skills, which seem to be innate talents.

The big sword surrounded by black mist in his hand is also very strange, every time he kills a person, he can see the memories of the killed people before they died, thanks to this, he saw the memories of those who were killed before, and knew that these people were not good people, and killed many innocent people in order to survive. Although he didn't care about anything, there was a strange sense of peace of mind in his heart.

Interest was quickly lost, these skills and strange weapons in his hands did not keep the excitement or freshness he generated for a long time, and he was suppressed by the curse of calm, whenever he wanted to generate other emotions, he would be ruthlessly suppressed, he remembered that it was called "the curse of the dead", judging from the name, it was indeed a curse, the dead could not have human feelings, the skill told him.

Okay, now that you're done, what's next? He wondered in his heart.

It's a pity that no one came to tell him, and he was the only one in the moonlit plain, no, an undead with a sword stood in place, like a robot on standby.

Ah, decided, let's go take a shower first, and after a few minutes, the undead tilted his head, and he came to a conclusion.

Although the carrion and maggots on his body have no effect on him as an undead, it may be affected by his life, and he feels very uncomfortable inexplicably, of course, if there is anything he can do now, he will put this idle thing to the end.

Where will there be water?

The undead didn't know, but he decided to get out of here anyway, chose a random direction, and walked away with his sword. In the dark night, a terrifying-looking undead walked on the plain, and the creatures that usually act in the dark hid in fear and quietly watched the undead leave.

Inexplicably, I felt that the scene in front of me was very familiar, and my body was inexplicably happy, and the undead remembered what this place in front of me was, the corpses in a sea of people, and the breath of death was strong, no wonder I saw those corpses when I came back along the way, and I thought why I was so familiar, and it turned out that I went back to the place where I started. The spirits of the dead usually gather in places where the smell of death is strong, as if it were nature.

Well, forget it, just stay here forever, he simply left the matter of finding a water source to bathe, because he felt very comfortable staying here.

Returning to the place where he had just woken up, he stood for a while, then sat down, and the blood-stained dark sword casually stuck in the ground next to him, raising his head and quietly looking at the round and large moon in the night sky.