I am a red-level explorer, once dominated the existence of the continent, one day I am old, my spirit has entered a period of exhaustion, the ability to decline, those hatred accumulated in the past walk alone in the world, if you want to live with dignity, you must trample on the dignity of others, if you want to live yourself, you can't take into account the life and death of others, if you want to gain something, you can't pick up some scraps behind others, so those who are incompetent, lowly, and dare not challenge my dignity when I am strong, gang up, like a pack of hyenas, He wants to kill me, a lion, and eat my flesh.

I was angry and vowed to teach them a lesson, so it was bloody and murderous with the mentality that I would die with them, even if I died in front of them, I could not bow my head and beg for mercy, this is human dignity, not to be ignored, the foundation of all our existence.

This bag is all my wealth, I leave them to the destined people, preferably a young man, like me back then, fearless, without any concerns, the only way to stop me is a dead end, with this wealth, you can buy a spirit that is close to mutation the day after tomorrow, and then use the devil stone to impact the mutation, and become the top existence in the continent in one fell swoop.

I grew up in slaughter, and if I was a relative or a friend, if I did something unjust to me, I certainly wouldn't let him live the next day, because they didn't treat me as a relative in the first place, and they were willing to betray me in the face of profit, if they had the chance. I also foresee the exhaustion of strength in old age, which is the tragedy of every strong man, and if you want to avoid it, you have to build a huge force in advance, but you will also be bound by it.

I'm sorry you listened to me, an old man who was about to die, for a long time, but the last thing I want to say is, young man, break free from the shackles and chains! Go and fulfill your ambitions! People's dreams, the trend of the times, and powerful forces are all in the near future!

Brass? Aden

"Good fellows! This red-level explorer left these treasures, let's divide them equally! "Pamir read these incendiary words, his heart was excited, he was about to fly, those words of inspiration, ambition! Dream! How close! As long as he does what the letterhead says, he will have a mutated spirit in no time! Just as his third spirit died, this mutant spirit could fill the gap! It is foreseeable that in ten years at most, this mutant spirit will be able to advance to the gold level! Gold! Once upon a time it was an unattainable dream, now it's almost within reach!

"Deuce? What are you kidding, this is what I picked up, and, you are too young to know the dangers of this era, this is most likely a conspiracy, you all pay attention to your surroundings and beware of enemy attacks! Eldere's words poured like a basin of cold water on Pamir's heart!

"But didn't we pick it up together? And you're so old, you're past your prime, it's just right for me to use these things! I," Pamir replied eagerly, his eyes red.

"Humph!" Eldre snorted disdainfully and tucked the sheepskin bag into his arms, "Didn't I tell you that this was probably a trap?" You know how dark this world is? You are just too young, too simple, and take everything for granted, do you think that such good luck can fall from the sky, and then you suddenly step into the ranks of the top explorers in the continent? Don't dream, it's not easy to survive, I've seen many young people like you lose their lives because of greed and lust, your father is my best friend, I don't want you to follow in the footsteps of these young people. ”

Pamir was stunned for a moment, he couldn't listen to anything in his heart, he felt that the sheepskin bag was his future! It's everything to him! It is the foundation of his change of destiny! It is the proof that he is about to rise and become famous in the mainland! But this uncle, who has entered old age, actually took possession of it for some ridiculous reasons! What conspiracy? What traps? To hell with how many young people die in temptation and lust! Are the three of us poor green-level explorers worthy of someone else's trap with such an expensive and extravagant, legendary precious treasure? You're thinking too highly of yourself, aren't you? This crappy reason is disgusting!

"I leave them to someone who is destined, preferably a young man, as I was then, fearless, without any concerns, and the only way to stand in my way is death, I grew up in killing, whether it is a loved one or a friend, as long as he is unjust to me, of course I will not let him live the next day, because they do not regard me as a relative in the first place, and they are willing to betray me before the interests - if there is a chance" The words on the parchment were like the whispers of the devil, which circled in Pamir's ears and bewitched him, Let him do a cruel and terrible thing

"Uncle, since you treat me like this, then, don't blame me" Pamir's thought in his heart made him shiver himself.

Eldre, who was walking in front, frowned and looked around vigilantly, he was worried that it was a trap, but those red spirit crystals and devil stones were real, what was the purpose of the other party? This made him very frightened, he had been an explorer for so many years, experienced a lot of bloody storms, played a leading role or a supporting role in many conspiracies, those experiences made him feel wrong, he smelled the cold killing intent from this letter, some conspiracy and the smell of blood.

The one who claims to be Blas? The explorer of Aden, he had never heard of such a person, perhaps he was unheard, but his instincts told him that none of this was true.

"You can't fool me, an experienced old man, if you had enough strength, you would have killed us all in the front, despicable villain hiding in the shadows, don't let old El find out your traces, I will pull you out of the damp cave like a snake and skin you" Eldre's eyes were firm, he trusted his judgment, and the conspiracy would eventually end in the form of a farce under his vigilance. It's just that he didn't notice that Pamir, who was following closely behind, clenched his hands tightly, his palms were full of cold sweat, and his eyes were red, like a wolf staring at his prey.

"Old fellow, I've put up with you for a long time!" Pamir shouted angrily, and his high-level green-level electric spirit suddenly activated the electromagnetic barrier!

The electromagnetic barrier is a defensive spiritual technique, instantaneous, without the forward swing of the shot, with electric light to form a dense sealing cover, and the magnetic field generated by the electrical spiritual power can also distort the spiritual magic applied to this barrier.

The electromagnetic barrier formed a bell-shaped blue light shield, locking the uncle and nephew together, and the other spirits, as well as Esoliet, did not know what was going on, and were at a loss for a moment.

"Was it an enemy attack? What is this for? Eldre asked, surprised.

"I'm going to get my stuff back, and that's what I deserve!!!" Pamir muttered first, then suddenly screamed, his face contorted, and he pulled out a sharp hook-like knife and stabbed it into his uncle's chest!

"Titicaca" Eldre's eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of confusion in his gradually dimming gaze, why

He spat out a large amount of blood foaming from his mouth, and his face was the color of dead ash, and he didn't seem to be breathing.

This veteran explorer, who had ventured all his life and experienced countless ups and downs, did not die in vendettas, but let his own nephew be murdered, and he may have thought about his old seclusion shortly before he died, opening a hotel by the sea, buying an old boat, refurbishing it, and taking his customers to the sea to fish

"Haha, haha!" Pamir was splashed with warm blood, but he laughed out loud, those riches, his ambitions, were about to come true! Uncle died, he was killed, and he got rid of this old treacherous and cunning thing, and the restraints on his body disappeared, and he was free!

Outside the light mask, the three spirits of Eldre's contract also let out a mournful cry at the moment of his death, and dissipated one after another, Esoliet vaguely guessed the tragedy that happened under the blue light, and she was extremely shocked with her hands in her arms, trembling and saying to herself: "He must be crazy, how can he do this"

Pamir was half-kneeling on the ground, nervously trembling, and the uncle in front of him had wide eyes, as if he was reprimanding him, calling him a brute without conscience, "You brought it on yourself!! Who called you old and greedy!! Claim exploitation of me all those years!! Now they want to take my future!! Damn you!! He shouted hysterically.

"Quick, quick! See if there's less or less! Pamir pulled open the old man's robe, took the sheepskin bag out of his bosom, opened them one by one and examined them, looked at them obsessively, kissed them as if that were all he had, and he twitched vigorously, and took them all into his bosom.

"Haha, it's all mine!" He looked around in a panic, and suddenly remembered that this old guy should have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, and it was impossible to carry those things with him, so where did he hide? Maybe the old guy's personal belongings are recorded, and when he is older, his memory is not very good, and he always has to write it down on something.

"This is" Pamir was flipping through the corpse when a palm-sized book fell with the words 'Diary' written in beautiful lettering, "Maybe there is a "

He opened the diary with anticipation, and the title page read:

Whoever has ears, let him hear:

Whoever takes a captive will be taken captive;

Whoever kills with the sword will be slain by the sword.

This is where the patience and faith of the saints lies.

This is a passage from the book of Revelation, how can Pamir be in the mood to care about these philosophies, he is bent on the large inheritance left by his uncle after his death, imagine that they have been hunting fire demons for several years, and after soaking in the cold pool overnight, they can increase their quality by fifty percent, and Uncle Eldere has seventy percent!

This diary was recorded from the beginning of the capture of the fire demon, and at first it was nothing more than some small things, followed by inconsequential weather and the like, and some life insights, pity and redemption for those in suffering, he turned the last page and saw the diary from yesterday:

Dear Diary

My nephew Pamir is twenty-one years old this year, you know? In a month it was his twenty-second birthday, when he was brought over from his father, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, a hairy boy, still immature, always impulsive, young people can't be pampered, I only gave him thirty percent of the harvest, which is already a lot for him, enough for daily spiritual training, too much wealth will make him addicted to alcohol, sex and psychedelics, and even gambling, a year ago, his spirit died unexpectedly, that time I felt guilty, it was my plan mistake, in order to make up for my mistakes, I decided to use my life savings to buy him a superior spirit, those academy things sell for a lot of money, but it's definitely worth it.

I fancy a rock spirit of the silver crocodile clan with a price tag of 200,000 green spirit crystals, the attack is very strong, and the defense is also amazing, the price of this young spirit is a little more expensive, but to be honest, I am very satisfied, I went out and made a little money, and there was no big interest, all the savings added up to a little bit less, I paid the down payment and slowly paid in installments, but soon, when this batch of fire demon eyes was sold, I could go and bring the little guy back, and wait for Pamir to give it to him on his birthday, oh my God, He must be overjoyed then.

My nephew always reminds me of what his father was like when he was younger, just as impulsive and power-worshipping, and I know that he is a smart kid who hopes to surpass me in the future, and even become the top existence in the continent.

Good night

Pamir was completely stunned, his face was like a fish that had died of dehydration on the shore, without a trace of blood.

"It can't be like this, it's all fake! I don't believe it!!! He held his head in pain, tears welling up from his eyes, "It's not true"

Li Yi watched with a telescope from a distance, everything was the same as he deduced, sometimes, the unconscious accumulation of contradictions and distrust can lead to cruel crimes, all it takes is a small impetus and a careful plan, his grasp of people's hearts is like a hunter's habits of being familiar with his prey.

He had eyes that were even more terrifying than the pupils of Achilles, and it was foreseeable that many years later, Mani's grandfather would blame himself for curing Li Yi, who had cured his blindness, and he unleashed a demon with his own hands.

"Very well, these prey have become insignificant now, let me guess if this good lad will kill himself out of too much guilt? Haha, I really didn't expect reality to add a brilliant stroke to my script, his uncle actually gave so much for him, loved him so much, but he personally killed the best person in the world for him, all coincidences in this world are better than magic. Li Yi became more and more composed, observing the movements of his prey, he was like Satan who had turned into a snake, in addition to deadly venom, there were also demagogic words.

Pamir's spirit was on the verge of collapse due to excessive shock, and it was at this time that Esoliet cried in his ear: "Oh my God! You killed your uncle! Oh no! Look at what you've done? How cruel! ”

"Shut up! You! Didn't you complain to me every day that my uncle paid us too little? You forced me to kill him! You vicious ****! He was furious, and the cruel reality made him unacceptable, so the blame and grief were transferred to his lover.

"It turns out that this is what psychology calls 'rejection', unwilling to accept a certain fact, and the spirit is distorted and transferred to other places." Li Yi analyzed.

Pamir pulled out the knife stuck in his uncle's chest, approached Esoliet step by step, and muttered to himself, "It's all my uncle who killed me, it's you slut"

"No!" Esoliet looked at him with a horrified expression, "You must be crazy, don't come here," she pleaded as she stepped back.