The spring rain fell, and the dark clouds in the sky shrouded the sky above the Demon Forest in the southern region of the Soul Continent.

At this moment, a young man in ragged clothes is struggling to make his way through the dense forest, his purpose is to hunt in the mountains and forests to make a living.

The boy's name is Funeral Night, and he was born in a small village in Biluo City in the Southern Regions. The village is surrounded by mountains, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient, and there is only one rugged mountain road leading to the town. The land here is barren, and the precision of soul power is thin. The villagers relied on picking wild fruits and hunting low-level soul beasts to make a living.

Funeral Night is 16 years old this year, he has lived alone since he was a child, living in a dilapidated tent in the village, he was an adult at the age of 15 in the Soul Continent, he used to rely on the relief food distributed by the village committee of the village to make a living, and occasionally followed the villagers to hunt and kill low-level soul beasts to improve his life. Now that he is an adult, he no longer distributes relief food. He had to work hard and fight on his own.

The illness on his body became more and more faintly painful, and he looked at his bandaged red arm from time to time, and his heart was difficult to calm down.

Since he was born, he has been distinguished from others! The ghost hand is dark red, and the muscles and nails that grow rapidly are always asymmetrical to the right hand. However, the small village surrounded by mountains is not well developed, and the villagers and the funeral night do not know that this dark red arm is called the ghost hand, which is called the curse of the ghost god by the world!

The night of the funeral continued on his way, and he finally reached the dense forest by the cliff, where there were unconceived spirit rabbits and pheasants. The purpose of his trip was to hunt them down, remove their cores, and get their flesh and skin. The magic core can be exchanged for coins from the village committee, and the medicines and supplies you need can be bought in supermarkets and auctions.

The Soul Continent is a continent where the tripartite races of humans, beasts and demons coexist, in this plane, humans and beasts occupy 80% of the territory, and all non-human races can be called beasts as defined by humans. However, if the soul is transformed into a demon by the demon, due to many factors such as history, culture, war, etc., the human race and the beast race have fought many wars, and finally the situation of the two sides dominating the continent is finally fixed. Spirit beasts and spirit plants are also the names given to animals and plants by humans in the Spirit Continent. But due to hostile humans, they are also collectively referred to as Warcraft Demon Plants.

There are scholars who study the Soul Continent who conduct a lot of research and long experimental reasoning. Human beings are actually evolved from beasts, and it is said that the demon core underwent a qualitative change before humans evolved human nature, and the demon core was broken and smelted into a unique soul with the elements of heaven and earth, and it continued to advance by leaps and bounds by relying on hard work and intelligence. Eventually, the self-reliant faction formed the human race.

The rain is drenching, and the humidity in the magic forest is continuous. At this moment, it was time to go, and the sky was still slightly sunny a few hours ago: "I knew that I wouldn't go out today." ”

There is no way to go here, although I can't help but complain about the weather on the night of the funeral, but I have come out, how can I retreat, and turn back halfway.

"Predation on rainy days can be regarded as my forte!"

In the Soul Continent, human beings have soul power in their bodies from birth, and when they experience an accident around the age of 15, they will awaken and release after being mentally stimulated. Soul power can be transformed into weapons for defensive attacks, and it can also be used as a life skill, and everyone's soul power is unique, but it basically can't escape the framework of nature. With the evolution of history, people have found that the soul is basically divided into five attributes: wind, fire, water, wood, and thunder.

And the attribute of the soul of the burial night is water. On a rainy day, the night of the burial is now the soul is released, and through the perception of the water element in the space, a certain range of creatures is determined.

said that it was too late, and with a short step, he took out a flying knife and flew at the bush next to him. Closer look, the hare in the bushes has its throat gagged.

Skillfully operating the hunting action, the hunting bag on the night of the funeral is nearly full. "It's time to go back to the village, today is still quite a harvest, it is a bumper harvest, go back to the village to make my grandfather's favorite rabbit meat." ”

It's noon, and the drizzle in the sky has stopped. Since it is spring at the moment, the temperature in the southern region is still very low, and it still smells of winter. Most of the villagers had prepared food and money. They all spend the winter in the village with peace of mind, which is one of the reasons why they travel alone on the night of the funeral. The early bird has worms.

It takes more than an hour to walk back to the village, and I can't help but think about "when will I change this life?" ”

After years of disasters, the number of monsters in the vicinity has also decreased recently, and the days of relying on the mountains to eat the mountains are obviously the normal thinking of the villagers, and overfishing has also become an important reason for the decrease of beasts around the village. Coupled with years of guardian money, the financial exploitation of subordinates by superiors. Life is getting harder and harder.

Passing through the deeper part of the Demon Forest, is Huaxing Valley. There is the famous local Warcraft Mountain Range, which is full of third- and fourth-level Warcraft and is aggressive!

"What kind of spirit plant is this?" Suddenly, on the downhill slope, in the mist, a magical blue vegetation in the entire green field attracted the attention of the funeral night. "You may have met a baby, this thing looks different and it's definitely not simple!" I didn't think much about it, and I carefully picked it into the package.

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Time passed imperceptibly, and a heavy fog quietly rose around. As the night of the funeral got closer and closer to the village, the smell of blood grew stronger. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and an ominous premonition came through his heart.

"It's !!" When he stood at the gate of the village on the night of the funeral, he was completely dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

The entire village was killed, and the original white fog turned red. In the blood mist, the funeral night couldn't believe his eyes, the whole village died tragically, and the originally exquisite rows of wooden houses were also destroyed.

He slowly moved his numb body in horror, and the hunting bag that had been carrying behind his clothes also fell and fell.

"Grandpa!" He couldn't help but think about what happened to his grandfather, who lived in the house next door, and he quickened his pace on the night of the funeral and ran towards his house.

The funeral night's home was on the innermost layer of the mountain on the edge of the village, and when the funeral night pushed open the original dilapidated house, he suddenly saw that the house had also been ransacked. The quilts and wooden tables and stools were obviously cut and destroyed by the power of the soul.

When the funeral night suddenly entered the door of the grandfather's room next door, the grandfather was already dead, and the miserable white bony body was dyed red.

"Ahh The funeral night had already felt a collapse at this moment, and the mental and visual impact made him fall to his knees, hugging his grandfather's corpse, not only crying loudly. At the same time, he felt a demon eating away at his mind.

"What sound, how can there still be living people, haven't they all been dealt with?"

"Are there any fish that have slipped through the net?"

"Let's go, let's take a look, over there, don't make any mistakes. ”

When the funeral night was crying, he felt that three people were approaching him, out of instinctive reaction, the funeral night felt the danger of his life, he quickly put away his voice, and gathered his soul, although he was still a little choked and couldn't control his emotions, he could feel the murderous aura of the other party and his own dangerous situation.

At this moment, the heart of the burial night was beating faster, he couldn't help but drown, and when the saliva entered his throat, he felt that the other party was less than 10 miles away from him, just outside his house!

The extremely depressing environment made the nerves of the funeral night collapse to the extreme.