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Feng Kan stood at the gate of the Selna camp in a daze, and behind him were the same people who were also standing......

There was no cheerful singing, no graceful dancing, and the afterglow of the setting sun stained the camp with a bleak blood......

Everywhere there were utensils scattered on the ground! Everywhere there was a shocking bright red! Two corpses lay diagonally on the ground at the entrance of the camp! From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, a hideous wound was torn apart! The whole person was almost split into two pieces, and only a trace of skin and flesh were still connected together! When I looked up, there was a dead silence in the camp, except for some embers that had not yet burned out, and there was not even a trace of life......

"How so?...... How so?" Smanda's eyes widened in disbelief and muttered to herself in disbelief......

In St. Austen, no one would attack the Selna camp! Neither bandits nor bandits! This is not because they are good-hearted, but mainly because there is no oil or water here! Even if you kill them all, all you can find is some ordinary food and utensils!

The Selna people have no habit of accumulating wealth, their wealth is themselves! They rely on their performances in exchange for food and daily necessities, just like a traveling song and dance troupe! But this "song and dance troupe" is of a relatively high grade! In the kingdom of St. Austin, there are often some nobles of not low status who invite them to come and have fun on festive days! And the reward is only a certain amount of food or daily necessities!

The Selna people never take money, they think that creating for money is a desecration against the goddess of art, Evilavia! This will make their works no longer have a fresh and unearthly spirituality! This is a well-known common sense! It is precisely in this way that the Selna people will be taken care of everywhere they go! The lords of various places will take care of their safety with all their hearts! And the bandits or bandit groups are not willing to risk being "taken care of" to do something that does not benefit them at all!

"Why?...... Why?...... Why?" Smanda could not think of any reason for the murder of these noble, indisputable Selna, who were not afraid of the wrath of all the Holy Ostens?

The Selna people have no great power, but their reputation in St. Ostenne is unmatched! From the kings and nobles to the common people, treat them as if they were your own family! If the Serna people are welcomed in a peaceful village, the village will be filled with laughter, because they are messengers of happiness! If a caravan or traveler encounters a Selna camp, they are returning to a warm home, and the hospitable Selna will provide a qiē traveler with what they need, hot and tasty food, soft and comfortable beds...... They don't charge anything for this qiē, you just need to provide them with the stories of your journey, they are the family of all travelers!

They never refuse anyone's reasonable request, no matter what your status! There was once a Serna bard who sang all day in front of an old beggar who was about to die! Just to help the old beggar get rid of the fear of death and greet the final moment peacefully......

It is such a group of people who are kind to others and have no quarrel with the world, and what kind of reason should people treat them like this?

“...... Could it be the mercenaries we met?" Feng Kan said with a gloomy face...... c It seems that only the guys who have fled from the human kingdom are the ones who have no worries about doing this......

"......" Zilong squatted down and reached out to check the situation of the extinguished bonfire on the ground, "...... No! There was no sign of anyone passing on the road when we came, and the mercenaries we saw should have been there a few days ago! The ground here is still a little warm! People will never be gone for more than a day...... They probably left around the afternoon............ At least not the same people!"

Feng Kan didn't say anything, but continued to walk deeper into the camp! The others also followed with a heavy heart......

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The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood and the scorching stench of scorched limbs......

In the open space of the camp was a slender wooden dining table, surrounded by the corpses of several Selna women, the oldest in their thirties and the youngest in their thirties, and the only thing they had in common was that they were defenseless............

The blood all over the table had dried up, and on the table lay on her back a similarly defenseless Serna maiden, her desperate and empty eyes staring helplessly at the bright night sky, her originally delicate face was so scarred by something sharp that it was almost impossible to identify her original appearance! The girl's hands were folded together and a bloodstained dagger was nailed to the table, her feet were greatly separated, and she was also nailed to the corner of the table by two daggers, her pale and delicate body was covered with purple bruises, and her lower body was made a mess by blood and filth............!

There were several spears stuck upside down next to the clearing, each with a child under the age of one at its tip......

"Hmm...... Belch...... Vomit~~~~" Kekeli couldn't stand it anymore, and bent down to spit out the bitter water in her stomach......

"Ainius, take Cocorie back to the car first!" Lao Feng was no better, and his stomach was tumbling for a while! But he still desperately resisted the urge to vomit! His heart seemed to be pressed against a boulder, and there seemed to be a thick liquid tumbling......

“...... Even women and children are spared!" Smanda's voice trembled with anger......

"Ah~~~~~~~ brute~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!" Sandro suddenly roared violently, fell to his knees on the ground, his face washed out of two ditches with tears of grief, his hands clenched into fists, screaming and pounding the ground angrily! until the hard ground shook his fist to the point of bloody flesh and blood--the pain in his hands could never be compared to the pain in his heart! no one tried to persuade him, and everyone else looked at him with grief and indignation, which was like a hell on earth......

“...... astrs!According to infrared thermal imaging!There's a survivor at eleven o'clock in your direction!" Iron Sheet, who was still in the form of a car behind him, suddenly reminded!

“...... Eleven o'clock?" Feng Kan looked to the left in confusion.

A young Selna woman crouched face down with her arms outstretched and a rattan box as if she wanted to protect something, and behind her, a young Selna man, who was supposed to be her husband, pounced on her as if he wanted to protect her, and his hands were tightly wrapped around her, and a spear pierced through the man's vest, passed through their bodies, and pinned them to the ground along with the rattan box that the woman was holding in her arms......

"............" Feng Kan carefully pulled out his spear, but when he tried to separate the two, he found that they were holding them so tightly, as if they would be connected for the rest of their lives......

Kenjiro walked over and gently tugged on the two of them a few times, finally making them let go of their clenched hands......

"............" Feng Kan glanced at Kenjiro unexpectedly, he really didn't know that the Beidou God Fist also had an effect on the dead!

“...... I'm just letting their stiff muscles relax!" Kenjiro, who knew what was going on in Lao Feng's mind, explained softly.

Feng Kan nodded, and ignored it.

The blood-stained rattan box was opened, and the contents were taken out by him in the same way, all of which were ordinary clothes, a few plain-colored skirts, a pair of small cloth shoes for young children, a small bib that had not been washed, and a handful of hair ornaments carved out of wood......

The old otaku's movements suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the inside of the rattan box, and everyone gathered around curiously......

At the very bottom of the rattan box, a little girl about one or two years old is curled up!

The spear passed through the slit of her curled body and miraculously did not cause her any harm!

The little girl seemed to be still asleep, biting her thumb in her mouth, there were still obvious tear stains in the corners of her delicate eyes, and there was an abnormal flush on her chubby little face, which was obviously caused by lack of oxygen! Her soft and beautiful linen-colored hair also looked scattered, and half of her white linen skirt was also stained red with blood......

Feng Kan suddenly felt a sour nose and hot eyes!

He steadied himself, sniffed hard, and gently took the little girl out! Gently holding it in his arms, he silently walked towards the place where the iron sheet was......

Everyone didn't follow, just silently stared at Feng Kan's slightly stumbling figure......

"............" Lao Feng walked to the tin car and stopped, and his body, which was originally a little hugged, suddenly stood up!

“...... Go ahead!" he seemed to have made a decision......

“...... Seiya, Binghe, Zilong, Instant, Kazuki, Ken, Ainius, Anishia............ You all go...... Find them out! No need to bring them back! Let them regret coming to this world!" Feng Kan's voice was unusually calm, but there was a cold chill in this calm! He didn't turn around, he just turned his back to the crowd and spoke! Under the light of the tin searchlight, only a cold back was left for everyone! Everyone seemed to be facing a pale blue blazing and silent flame......

"Bandits, robbers, thieves, mercenaries along the way............ The last two words came out of his gritted teeth! A smear of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth......

As soon as the words fell, everyone disappeared except Kenjiro!, and Kenjiro walked over and patted him on the shoulder and nodded, then stepped onto the Black King, and disappeared into the night with a hiss......

This was the first time he had spoken to his companions in a commanding tone! The old otaku was really angry this time!

Although otaku are basically cowards and bullied objects in both anime and life, this is only a superficial phenomenon! Almost all otaku have a terrifying universe hidden in their bodies. They are cowardly and not accustomed to arguing, and they are not timid because they lack courage. Once someone dares to invade the sacred realm in the hearts of the otaku, then the combat power that they burst out after awakening can almost destroy one of the existing creatures on the earth, their energy will soar like transforming into a Super Saiyan, and their vitality will be "immortal" like the five little powerhouses of the Saint Seiya.

There is a good saying: "Otaku are the last good people in the world!"

A good person is generally an honest person! But once an honest person moves the real fire, he is more destructive and terrifying than ordinary people......

Feng Kan didn't know how many things his decision would involve! He just wanted to pull out those miscellaneous pieces and let them taste the pain that was even more terrifying than falling into hell......

Smanda and the Silver Eagle Guards didn't move, although they had the same thoughts as the old otaku, but they still had a responsibility to protect Cocolee......

Feng Kan lowered his head and looked at the little girl in his arms, his expression became extremely gentle, and he slowly sat down against the iron tire, his body gently swayed to treat himself as a cradle, and his mouth gently hummed the nursery rhyme in the depths of his memory......

"Shake, shake......

Shake and shake......

Shake to Grandma's Bridge ........................"

A soft, low, hoarse song echoed softly through the ruins........................

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