Perhaps, the big man who just died didn't understand what he was doing from the beginning to the present. Driven by www.biquge.info fear, this poor man completely lost control of his soul. Impermeated by despair, he just screamed for no reason, roaring to vent the chaos that was unconsciously hidden deep in his heart. Because of the resonance of despair, this ant struggling to survive in the last days did not survive the chaotic world after all, and became a slave to his own fears.

He was scared to death by himself.

The old mage stared with some sadness at the corpse in front of him, which had long since lost its temperature. As if to inquire about the helplessness of this world, it gradually infected all the people present. Suppressed and painful sobs slowly began to spread through the crowd. Not because of remorse, not because of pain, people just don't know how to feel a little sad, just a little aggrieved.

From sobbing slightly, to crying out in pain. The people who suddenly stopped fleeing were unsuspecting and unconcerned about being exposed to the eyes of the predators. They hugged each other and cried bitterly, wanting to get even a little warmth ...... in this cold and dark world.

"Grandpa Mage, are we really all going to live, is everything really going to get better and better?" I think...... , my mom too. A little kid wearing only a rag to cover his shame asked Proteus, who had been silent, a little innocently.

The old man slowly raised his head, but looking at the old mage's misty eyes, his attention was obviously not here.

"Kid...... I can't really answer your or everyone's most basic questions about the future. In today's world, where you only need to live, you can only survive. All I have is the age that drags everyone down. I've tried to plan for the future of all of you, and I've thought about where the future will go. But I never thought about judging people's future based on the one-sided status quo. You know, breaking through the wind and rain may not necessarily have a rainbow, but it may also be a deeper abyss. And the existence or absence of hope can only be practiced with our feet. “

The old mage's cloudy but wise eyes looked at the rolling inky clouds in the distance. The pupils of the dim eyes seemed to pass through an infinite distance, as if they saw a faint difference hidden in the long night.

"Even so, kid. I'm still going to tell you. A true warrior may not dare to face all suffering, but he will certainly dare to face another self. Those who seem to be strong but only regret it, who seem to be burdened with everything but have nothing to catch...... is a hated coward!

You're going to be a warrior, just like Elidaisa expected. ”

"Do you know my mother?" cried out the child in surprise.

"No, I just know. But I know your grandmother. The old mage said calmly.

"Mom used to say that grandma was a hero. ”

“...... And yes, she's a hero to be respected. ”

The look on the old man's face became more and more sad under the dark sky, I don't know if it was a mourning for a friend in the past, or a worry about the current "family".

............

It's a bit painful...... But what's even more amazing is that it's more about comfort.

Kerr observes everything in front of him with fascination, constantly judging the changes that are taking place in cell activity at this moment.

At a height of 100 meters, the mouth of the hundred ghosts with only teeth was used as a bathtub for bathing, and there was a huge black skull the size of a person holding a silk net hanging from everyone, and a teenager who had soaked half of his body in his mouth. None of them expected that the dark blue ogre's blood would be filled with this magic product at some point, and the culprit was undoubtedly the Kerr above.

Touch the dark blue blood that should have remained active for quite some time with his fast-growing left arm. The boiling ogre blood quickly became dry and sticky as if it were suddenly missing some important ingredient. It wasn't until all the ogre blood was disgusting jelly that he stopped what he was doing.

Kerr gently tore open the scroll wrapped around his left arm and shook his newly reborn arm. Although the newborn arm was actually fragile, both in appearance and in reality, it was reassembling and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the massive project that would have taken almost three days was condensed into a few minutes, and even faster and stronger. Only those who experience it can feel this wonderful taste, which is the supreme pain and pleasure when the miracle of life rushes to burst forth.

-- The crystal clear skin is created from scratch, clinging to the outside of the rapidly growing bone like a anxious spider to prevent the new cartilage from being affected by the outside world. Through the extended surface, one can even see a little clear fluid flowing back and forth between the blood vessels. All the cells, all the organs, all the energy are involved in this magical building at this moment.

Left arm like a baby...... , the left arm like a teenager...... , the beast-like left arm .......

The wind blew Kerr's scattered black hair, and the sheer and unknown force not only compressed the time for the arm to regrow, but also inflated the entire arm like a balloon.

"Damn" Clio, who had just noticed that something was wrong, shouted angrily, and just wanted to climb up the wire mesh, but in a crisp sound, he saw a scene that he could not forget for a long time.

...... The black-haired, purple-eyed boy gently picked up a silk thread around him that was used to carry people, and although these interlaced silk threads seemed to be very thin, they were the alchemical products that Igusi had always been proud of. When necessary, these wire nets can instantly become deadly traps.

For example...... With a smile on his face, he wrapped the sharp wire around his left shoulder in a circle, and pulled his right hand violently, and his left arm was broken in response.

Kerr, who didn't pay any attention to it, took out another piece of minced meat from behind him,

"This time the amount should be reduced, don't you?"

“......”

...... And just at the moment when Keer, who seemed to be speaking to the air, was about to turn around, a crisp phoenix roar suddenly resounded throughout the dark world.

The sparse fire demon spirits around them suddenly became active at an astonishing speed, and quickly gathered not far away. Even if they are standing high in the sky, the people who are awakened can still feel the surging and turbulent fluctuations. On the constantly shaking silk web, a faint spot of light appeared in the improvised detection array of Forbos. It shows a magical artifact hovering in the northeast direction, and begins to grow stronger and stronger as the fire demon spirit gathers.

Others may not know what it is, but Kerr knows better than anyone else. As if an illusion, a trace of worry flashed in those purple eyes that were numb to greed.

"They're right there!" shouted Forpos below, clutching the net cable, at Kerre. In his hand, a resonance device shaped like a compass pointed to where the change had occurred. The chaotic tide of demons interfered with the transmission of signals. But the approximate location, the surging tides have been told to all the people.

The huge skull carried all the men, and made its way to the wind in a direction that deviated from the direction indicated by the detection circle at a forty-five degree angle. Encrypted spells will send misplaced spells to enemies, and allies will have to rush as long as they can while the encryption hasn't changed.

Otherwise, it means giving up.

"Turn the speed of the hundred ghosts to the maximum, let's rush over. Kerr said as he threw another piece of minced meat into Hyakki's mouth.

I do need strength. For a moment, the purple flame dimmed for a moment, and then returned to normal.