Angel glanced at the footprints under his feet, and the dense footprints looked like there was more than one person.

"There should have been a lot of people coming in and out of here. Angliel roughly judged the number of different footprints.

Suddenly, the door of the villa in front of him slowly opened, and a group of humans in white tight clothes walked out. Walking in front were two men and a woman who looked alike. They are all in their thirties and forties.

This man and woman seemed to be the leaders of this group, and the moment they saw Angele, both of them had a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"Uncle ??!!" The middle-aged woman trembled in disbelief and stared at Angele's face in a daze.

Angele's gaze stopped on the woman's face, and he vaguely recognized a familiar feeling in the scarred face.

"Frya, Fella?" he exclaimed tentatively.

"Uncle!!Uncle Green!!" Frya lunged forward a few steps forward, and threw herself into Angele's arms.

Anglie opened his arms and gently embraced the child, who was already about the same height as himself. I still remember the scene when Sanzan entrusted his two children to him. In a blink of an eye, the two little dots are already so big.

Feeling Frya's slightly trembling body in her arms, Angel gently stroked Frya's black hair. There was a hint of mildness on his face. "Well, they're all such big people, and they still like to cry and cry. ”

"We thought we'd never see you again," Frya's voice was still trembling.

In the crowd not far away, Fra walked slowly and alone, carrying two broad-bladed swords at his waist, wearing a crystal forehead ornament on his forehead, and a mustache on his lips. Looking at Angele, a look of respect and nostalgia faintly appeared on his face.

Anglie patted Frya's back. "Okay, stop crying, let's go in and talk. He looked at Fura as she approached. "Fella, you've grown up to be the leader of the church now, right?"

Fura nodded respectfully, "Now the presiding judge of the Colin Hunter Church." "This boy has always had a strong opinion. Now there is also a faint hint of the habitual majesty and the momentum of a powerful man on his face. The demeanor and conversation are sonorous and powerful, without the slightest delay or hesitation.

None of the others spoke, and all of them in this group had extraordinary temperaments. There is a kind of other rhythm and rhythm as he walks, and he is obviously a master of assault warfare. Such a state allows them to cope with any sudden fierce battle at any time.

There were men and women, most of them young, and they looked at Anglie with a hint of wariness.

Anglie was surrounded by two people and others into the living room of the villa. As soon as he entered the door, he was speechless.

All the furnishings in the living room were removed. In front of the gate was a high white stone platform, on which stood a stone tablet with a line of words engraved on it.

'May the soul of beloved Uncle Anglie rest in peace'

Angre looked at Fura and Furya with a blank expression.

"Uncle Green. It's not like we haven't seen you in so many years, we thought we thought," Friya hastened to explain.

"Uncle Green, we come back every once in a while, and we haven't seen you come back for so many years. Fura also explained, his voice low and a little hoarse. It seems that something is wrong with the throat.

A woman in white armor standing on the side ripped her companion's clothes, and was the first to turn around and go out, and the others also understood what it meant, and quietly went out one after another, leaving space for these three relatives who had not seen each other for many years.

The three of them stood together. Angliel asked the siblings about their experiences after they left him.

After Flaforia left him, he roamed in the human gathering place, but he had a good reputation, and after several small-scale battles that narrowly escaped death, Flafulia was promoted by the church as one of the representatives of the younger generation, and later after a series of power struggles, he successfully became the presiding judge of the church, one of the three giants of the church. Friah was also under the command of her brother, and although she also experienced many tragic battles, she was fortunate to survive and become the commander of the elite troops among the Church Hunters.

Angli briefly introduced his travels, and gave a general description of the scenery on the Plain of the Eye Demon, which can be regarded as a fool.

Frya looked at the smiling Uncle Angle, and a sense of warmth and security welled up in her heart that only existed in her memory a long, long time ago. As if as long as there is an uncle, nothing else is a problem. But the puzzle is that for so many years, since they were children, they have remembered Uncle Green like this, and more than twenty years later, he is still like this.

It wasn't until his companions and subordinates had left that Friah asked in a low voice. "Uncle, after all these years, you still haven't changed at all. I still remember what you were like before you left, and you're still the same."

"I once took a drug that can maintain my appearance, and because of my physical problems, I have to live longer than the average person. Anglie roughly explained. "Now that I'm back, shouldn't you tear that one down?"

Both siblings laughed embarrassedly. Although they have their own momentum and majesty in front of outsiders, in front of this uncle who has taken care of them since childhood, the two of them have no status at all, as if they were still two children at the beginning.

Fra stepped forward three times and then took the stele down and threw it aside.

"Are you married? It's all so big. Angliel casually remarked. Just in time to see Fura bow her head with a gloomy face. Frya's words stopped.

"Settle your own business, I won't ask. You should simply come and pay respects to me from time to time, right?" he quipped, pointing to the stone tablet on the ground.

Fura hesitated, but explained in detail. "One of the largest hiding spots in the human gathering area has been discovered, and we are the escort unit responsible for covering the evacuation. Responsible for hunting any dangerous creatures that could interfere with the evacuation mission. Come by and pay your respects these days."

"Dangerous creatures?" Anglie was stunned, "What are the dangerous creatures around here? ”

Fra nodded, and began to explain to Angel his position in the church and the division of responsibilities.

As the minutes ticked by, Anglie occasionally asked a few questions, and the rest kept listening to Fra talk about the hardships and cruelty of the human settlement.

"The Church is not only responsible for keeping everyone safe, but also on the task of finding suitable gathering places and planting places, and occasionally some human traitors will defect and join the side of the Scourge Lords, and my job is to hunt and judge these."

Boom!!!

The words are not finished. There was a slam outside the villa. The whole house shook violently, and thick white ash fell from the ceiling.

"It's Wick!! withdraw!!Everyone, get out!!" came the roar of a young man outside.

"Damn! how did it catch up!??"

"Watch the formation!!Prepare the Demon Hunting Knife!!"

Then there was a dense burst of metal crashes and bomb explosions.

Both Frya and Fella's faces sank slightly, and they didn't have time to say more. Rush over and push the door open.

Outside the door, their men were attacking and dodging around a huge white and fat caterpillar.

These white-armored warriors wield pitch-black scimitars, and each time they hit a caterpillar, they silently devoured a large chunk of flesh on the insect.

"Wick? Retreat!!Everyone is ready to retreat!!" Fura pulled out his twin swords at his waist and stepped forward in a few steps. The figure instantly split into two. Lightning strikes cross on both sides of the bug's head.

Snort!

Two huge cross wounds suddenly appeared on the body of the bug, and large strands of milky white pus gushed out of the wounds. The bugs struggled and hissed.

Boom!!

The bugs exploded, and countless milky white pus splattered everywhere.

The shadows of more than a dozen insects faintly appeared in the dense forest. It's speeding up and squirming towards this side. Behind these insects, a huge white caterpillar more than ten meters tall was slowly squirming its body and crawling towards this side.

On the top of the head of this huge caterpillar, a human upper body male form extended, and the male and insect bodies were completely connected, and they were basically one.

The man was bald and shirtless. The skin appears to be an abnormally milky white color, similar to that of a bug's body.

"The little human worm has finally caught you," the giant insect man spoke, interspersed with the slightest insect cry.

Fura took two steps back, a nervous look in her eyes, and glanced at Furya, who knew that her opponent was making a coded gesture. Everyone began to nervously retreat slowly.

"King of Wick. I didn't expect you to come here in person," Fura didn't finish speaking, and suddenly looked at the woods on the right.

A red-robed monster with a snake head and a human body slowly walked out of the forest.

"Snake Shadow Demon" Furla's face changed slightly, "You're quite fast. ”

"I've been with you for six days, and it's rare to meet the presiding judge to personally lead the team, as long as I arrest you all back hehe. The snake-headed man laughed darkly.

"I don't know what to live or die!"

A somber male voice came from behind Fla .

Angre walked out slowly, his eyes glowing red. "Which lord's subordinate are you?"

"It's a big mouth."

The smuggler's gaze shifted to Angle.

"Uncle!" Fura dodged in front of Angele, "Let me solve it here, you leave first!"

"It doesn't matter. Angre smiled at him.

With a snort, he stretched out his hand, and clouds of thick black smoke rushed wildly towards the snake-headed man and the giant insect man.

The black smoke snake snaked and flew past, and before everyone could react, it slammed into a transparent barrier in front of the snakehead.

The barrier shattered instantly.

Behind !! roaring snake-headed man, a huge phantom with the body of a snake-headed bird suddenly appeared. "I'm Unora, Lord of the Scourge, who is it?"

Rumble!!

The black smoke turned into a big hand and pressed down fiercely, smashing the phantom, and instantly passing through the snake-headed man's body.

The phantom's voice came to an abrupt halt, and along with the snakehead, it quickly melted into puffs of black smoke.

"I said a long time ago that this is a forbidden area, and all the creatures who enter here, life and death are up to me," Angliel withdrew his hand and looked at the giant insect man on the other side with an indifferent face. (To be continued.) )