"Hahaha, I said uncle, since you said that the beak of the ware bird is proof of honor, isn't this honor very watery?"

Because of his indifference to the presence of the Holy Sword Brave, An Ling directly bypassed this topic and issued a ridicule to Randolph.

"Huh?"

Randolph was stunned and puzzled:

"Why is there moisture? I challenged the warbird at the gold level, and then the warbird died, what's wrong with that? ”

An Ling said with a smile:

"But you didn't kill the frightened birds, did you?"

Randolph shrugged his shoulders and said:

"But the frightened bird did die, and I survived. Its beak is a testament to my honor. ”

Talia snorted and laughed:

"You're shameless, uncle. Obviously, you couldn't beat us at the time, and asked us for help, how can you still have the face to say that you defeated the frightened bird now, and you still use the bird's beak as a proof of honor. ”

Randolph spread his hands and said:

"This is beyond the wilderness, and my challenge to the frightened birds is life and death. You didn't come here in advance, you belong to the accident factor in the battle. So in the end I win, what's the problem? ”

"You can't say that if I suddenly fell ill and died in battle, it's not a wara win, right?"

"What's wrong with the adventurer's wilderness experience, and in the end, he is the victor who survives? What moisture does my beak have as a certificate of honor? Isn't luck part of victory? ”

An Ling couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"No problem, no problem, your words teach me a lot."

Although Randolph's logic is a little strange, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, and there is a certain crooked truth, An Ling really felt very interesting when he heard it.

Randolph nodded seriously and said to An Ling:

"Well, you really have to study hard, so that you don't have a stiff mind at a young age."

"Oh, it's so fragrant, isn't the broth almost there?"

His eyes lit up as he approached the iron pot broth on the campfire.

Amy shook her head, took out a stack of cutlery, and beckoned:

"Let's eat first!"

"Yay!"

……

The time went from the hot noon to the cool evening, and the vast wilderness was dyed with a golden red glow of the orange sunset.

The knight Randolph parted ways with the Anling Five after lunch.

The five of Anling continued to ride the earth dragon and advanced towards their destination, the Wind Howling Rift. Because there are more and more monsters on the road, the speed of driving is much slower.

It wasn't until evening, when it was almost dark, that everyone came to the edge of the wilderness steppe, in front of a vast mountain forest.

It was getting dark, and Maggie decided not to enter the mountains and forests for the time being, but to camp on the open grassland to recuperate.

Bonfires were lit again in the wilderness, lighting up the pitch-black wilderness over the wilderness.

Because at the end of the day, it was fighting and rushing, and the four girls were very tired. Therefore, after dinner, the five of them chatted for a while, and then fell asleep one after another.

An Ling took the initiative to apply to stay and keep vigil, and he never slept anyway.

"Now that my humanity seems to be stable, maybe I can start trying to devour souls?"

An Ling looked at the sky and muttered.

The beautiful and brilliant starry sky, the more An Ling looked, the more he appreciated it, and there was no longer a situation where huge negative emotions would arise in his heart, which showed that his humanity had been consolidated to a certain extent.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, An Lingleng paused, and his soul received a message from the soul imprint he had left in Green River City.

This only means one thing, the King of Despicability is trying to come down in Green River City.

"Despicable King, is He finally about to begin?"

An Ling had a terrifying and excited smile on his face, which looked particularly terrifying against the backdrop of the bonfire.

He stood up with a smile and used the power of the abyss to draw a circle around the campfire camp, and then calmly tore open a spatial rift out of thin air, and approached the rift with a full mood.

……

In Green River City, the roaring firelight rises in every corner of the city, illuminating the dark sky.

This once peaceful and beautiful city is now in chaos and disaster. The streets and alleys were filled with cries of terror and desperate screams, and the citizens fled in panic in the firelight, but they could not escape the raging fire that swept the city.

In the scorching fire and dark shadows, deformed, ugly, and hideous abyssal demons poured out, roaring with excitement, slaughtering every life they met, and dyeing the city in flames with blood.

This is calamity, this is destruction, this is an out-and-out nightmare, a bloody feast of magnificence to the extreme!

An Ling walked slowly on the streets of the city, his arms outstretched, watching all this with a look of intoxication, intoxicated by the supreme beauty and horror of this supreme beauty.

It's so beautiful, An Ling's heart can't help but tremble.

So many lives have been lost, so many beautiful screams and wails, so rich and mellow despair and fear...

If it weren't for An Ling's ignorance of art, he would have danced and sang for it.

Although this extremely beautiful painting is not completed by himself at the moment, it does not prevent An Ling from enjoying this sea of fire that makes his soul tremble at the moment.

He walks the streets, neither slaughtering humans with the demons nor saving them. Just think of yourself as a spectator and quietly enjoy this.

At this moment, the sky of the city has been filled with fear and despair. Suddenly, these emotions flowed in a direction deep into the city.

"It's coming~"

An Ling looked in the direction where fear and despair flowed, and smiled evilly.

After regaining her humanity, Anling lost the ability to absorb fear and despair as strength. But he knew that there was only one kind of person in the abyss who could absorb negative emotions as power, and that was the Abyss Kings.

"It's my turn."

An Ling's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation, and he walked in the direction of the flow of fear.

……

An Ling followed the trail all the way to the door of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Is this the place? The disaster in Green River City actually stemmed from their city lord? ”

An Ling sneered, then slapped to death a demon that pounced on him, and then walked into the city lord's mansion.

There was silence in the City Lord's Mansion, there was not a single fire, only an incomparably strong smell of blood, and blood-colored vines that spread everywhere, like huge blood vessels.

An Ling closed his eyes and sensed, and after confirming the location of the Despicable King, he continued to walk towards the depths of the City Lord's Mansion.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the breath in the air became more and more filthy and evil, even making An Ling almost think that he was back in the abyss.

The blood-colored vines that spread around it became thicker and thicker, and dense blood chrysalis began to appear on its branches, and there was a faint wailing cry in the blood.

An Ling had no interest in these blood chrysalis, but he stopped in front of one.

An Ling broke the blood chrysalis with a punch, and a young man whose lower body melted, and whose upper body was melting, flowed to the ground with a large amount of blood.

An Ling picked up the young man who only had his upper body left from the blood, and asked with a polite smile:

"Remember me, Herald?"

Although the young man in his hand was unrecognizable, An Ling still recognized him from his soul breath as the young herald who gave the church a ban order at that time.

At this moment, this herald has no selves of himself, but he is still perverse and painfully alive.

When he heard An Ling's words, he couldn't help but tremble hoarsely and cried to An Ling:

"Kill me! Please, kill me! Kill me! ”

"There's no hurry, let's talk for a while."

An Ling stretched out his palm and patted the herald's face and asked:

"Why did you get acquainted with the Abyss?"

The herald was slapped by An Ling, became a little more energetic, and whimpered and cried:

"Master Franco... The vice president of the Wizard's Branch! He showed my father the miracles from the abyss and introduced my father to the gods of the abyss. ”

"A god in the abyss?"

An Ling almost didn't laugh out loud all of a sudden.

"You don't even believe in your own gods, so why do you believe in gods from the abyss?"

"Because... Woo, because the gods sleep, the gods from the abyss can truly give protection, strength, and life. ”

"Then do you get the strength to continue your life?"

The herald had a complete nervous breakdown and began to cry.

"Woo woo woo, please, kill me! It hurts! It hurts! ”