The space was torn apart by a golden light, cutting a cross rift. A sturdy boy crawled out of the spatial crack, holding a golden sword in his right hand, and his eyes were filled with abyssal red light.

The terrifying abyss aura emanated from him, causing the grass beneath him to turn into scorched earth, and the surrounding mountains, forests, birds and beasts were scattered.

"Ha~Ha~"

The boy let out a heavy gasp, greedily breathing in the fresh air around him, filling his lungs with the smell of natural fragrance.

After breathing, the young man straightened up, retracted the powerful abyssal aura on his body, and his eyes no longer had a terrifying red light, and they were clear.

He looked into the distance, looking at the green forests in the distance, the clear blue sky, the soft white clouds, the mighty mountains, all these beautiful scenes made him feel like a world away.

"How many years?"

An Ling asked himself.

An Ling is a traveler, but he is also an unlucky traveler. At the beginning of the crossing, he unfortunately crossed into the abyss, became an ugly demon in the abyss, and sank in madness and chaos for an incomparably long time.

Even if An Ling grew into a terrifying existence in the abyss that could be compared to the kings of the abyss, he was still confused and could not extricate himself.

It wasn't until a ridiculous brave man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead came to the abyss to challenge him that An Ling took the brave sword from the brave man's hand, and with the holy sword, he regained a trace of humanity, regained his adult, crawled out of the abyss, and came to this beautiful world.

The experience in the abyss is like a long-term nightmare of pain, ambiguity, and chaos. It was only now that An Ling really felt alive.

After a moment of emotion, An Ling withdrew his gaze, raised the golden light sword in his hand, showed a smile on his face, and looked at himself:

"It's funny, I'm both a human and a demon now. In other words, I am a demon with human nature, I have emotions, I have morality, and I also have kindness, which is really interesting. ”

Fortunately, the stupid Holy Sword Warrior did not know how to challenge himself, otherwise he did not know how long he would sink into the abyss.

At this moment, the big sword in An Ling's hand was fading into a golden mang, and gradually turned into an ordinary, stainless steel sword with some patterns, tending to be ordinary.

But An Ling could still feel the surging pure holy power in it. It was this holy power that allowed him to regain his humanity and become a human again.

He was going to rely on this sword for a long time to strengthen his humanity.

Suddenly, An Ling closed his eyes, grabbed his palm at his heart, and coughed violently. Muttered:

"Ahem! I was in a very bad state when I was back behind me, and I was less than one-tenth of my original strength...... Maybe not even one percent. If you want to fully regain your strength in the abyss, you need a certain opportunity. ”

Feeling an unprecedented feeling of weakness in his body, An Ling opened his eyes, and a terrifying red light flashed in his pupils.

"The power of the abyss may not be welcome here, at least until the power is fully restored, I'm going to keep a low profile as much as possible. And now, it's time to find a way to get in touch with intelligent beings and understand the context of the world. ”

"It's pointless to be dazed, let's move first."

After muttering to himself, An Ling didn't think much about it, put the holy sword on his back, and walked towards the verdant forest in front of him.

At first, he was a little unaccustomed to walking on two feet and acted like an ignorant toddler, but he quickly got used to it and began to run in stride. Rampage through the forest.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The huge trees were knocked down by him, but An Ling didn't feel anything, he just felt that it felt really good to run with his body, and he couldn't experience this comfortable feeling when he was a demon in the abyss.

Suddenly, An Ling bumped into something, and a blood mist exploded around him, and the smell of blood made An Ling's pupils shrink, and he was violently excited.

He turned around and realized that he had inadvertently killed a red lion that was more than five meters long.

Looking at the two broken beast corpses on the ground, An Ling licked the corners of his mouth.

"Hmm~ It's time to try normal food again."

With a mutter, An Ling walked over to the lion's corpse and reached out to tear off a large piece of flesh. Chew it in large gulps.

Kaba~Kaba~Kaba~

"Not bad, not bad. Normal beast meat is better than those demons! ”

"Huh? Hmm~Gross! ”

Halfway through the meal, An Ling suddenly felt a strong physiological nausea and vomited out what he had eaten before.

Obviously, his mood was excited and happy, but his body had a strong rejection of these raw blood-red raw meat. so that he could not continue to eat.

After half a second of confusion, An Ling suddenly understood and patted his head.

"Ah, I've forgotten how people eat cooked food."

Laughing at himself, An Ling put down the large piece of flesh in his hand, and then grabbed it in the void. The dead lion's soul was captured by An Ling and absorbed into his body.

"The soul taste is average, only better than the abyss demon."

Smacking his lips, An Ling no longer looked at the beast corpses, and continued to run wildly in the forest, and then hit countless big trees, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

After running for a long distance in the mountains and forests, An Ling suddenly faintly heard a dragon roar and fighting sound from a distance.

"Quick! Attack! Attack! ”

"Hahaha, a swarm of ants! I am the embodiment of fear! ”

Although the sound of the fight in his ears was small and faint, the content of it was heard by An Ling clearly.

"Looks like a lot of people are fighting dragons? I'm so lucky that I just came into this world and encountered such interesting things. ”

An Ling touched his chin, and a wicked smile appeared on his white face.

"Check it out right away. A massacre, just enough to celebrate my arrival. ”

An Ling looked up in one direction, rose into the air on the spot, and soared away under the white clouds.

After flying for a while, he saw a valley that was blazing, and within the mountain there was a green dragon fighting a group of people dressed as mercenaries.

The battle was fierce, with magic, arrows, and venom flying everywhere, and the green dragon seemed to have the upper hand in the battle, and the mercenaries were already showing signs of retreat.

An Ling didn't think much about it, took off the holy sword behind him, and jumped down from the sky.

Roar!

The green dragon on the battlefield was slammed on the back by An Ling's sword, and was directly crushed and fell in mid-air, and the dragon's body smashed to the ground with a huge sound.

This sudden scene made all the mercenaries present stunned.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the mercenaries saw blood on the ground, and a green dragon with a big hole in his back, already dying, and next to the green dragon was a strange boy with a big sword.

Judging from the bloodstains on the blade of the sword in the young man's hand, it was this boy who had just hit the green dragon hard.

"We've won!"

Completely unaware of what was happening, one of the mercenaries suddenly shouted.

"Ahh Victory, we victory! ”

"We have defeated the dragon!"

The other mercenaries began to shout for joy. They celebrate not so much because of their victory, but because they are happy to be able to live the rest of their lives after death.

At this time, the green dragon who fell to the ground opened his eyes and looked at An Ling with great fear, and mutilated words came out of his throat.

"You...... You ......"

An Ling smiled faintly and said to it:

"You said you were the embodiment of fear, but to me, it seems like it's not a long way off."

The words fell, and without waiting for the green dragon to react, An Ling swung out a sword and cut off the head of the green dragon.

The abyss red light flashed in his eyes, and the soul of the green dragon was instantly devoured by An Ling. The feeling of weakness in his body was slightly reduced.

"Ah, a wonderful taste of the soul."

An Ling narrowed his eyes happily, dragons deserve to be powerful intelligent creatures, and their souls are indeed delicious.

"Hey, young warrior!"

At this time, a sturdy bearded mercenary uncle trotted to An Ling's side, and said with a happy face:

"Thank you for your help, I'm glad to share the honor of slaying dragons with a warrior like you, do you want to go back with us to the celebration banquet."

An Ling looked at him, chuckled and stretched out a finger.

"Don't thank you so quickly."

"What?"

Before the bearded man could finish speaking, his body suddenly burst open and turned into a blur of blood.

"Hehe~"

With an evil smile, An Ling's eyes flashed with scarlet swirls, scanning the valley clockwise.

As far as the eye could see, all the mercenaries' bodies were torn apart, turning into blood and water, and none of them were spared.

The valley, which was originally full of joy, was now stained red with blood, bloody and hideous, and silent.