In the dark cavern, the strong smell of blood wafted everywhere.

A wild wolf roared as it approached the cave, prowling cautiously outside the cave for a moment, then cautiously approaching the darkness. And just as the wolf came to the edge of the cave, suddenly, without warning, a hand burst out of the darkness and grabbed the wolf by the neck, and the wolf had only time to let out a wail, and was pulled in. Immediately after, with a few faint screams, Yiqiē returned to calm again.

"Whew............ Phew..............."

Alexander opened his mouth and bit at the wolf in his hand, his sharp teeth piercing the thick fur of the wolf, like a dagger tearing through the flesh, and then he lowered his head and chewed on the fresh flesh that was revealed inside. Like a wild beast, uneducated, or even sensible. Alexander lowered his head indifferently, munched on the tender wolf meat, and then leaned back with his whole body and let out a low roar. And with this roar, I saw that Alexander's faintly visible abdomen began to merge rapidly in the darkness. The skin that had been blown up, along with the internal organs and bones, began to grow again, and then joined together again.

In the process, Alexander just kept his mouth closed, shook his head from side to side, and slammed hard against the hard cave wall around him, making a dull "dong dong" sound. And even though the head was hit like this, Alexander still had no intention of stopping, and it was not until the last wound on his body was completely healed, and Alexander stopped moving. He leaned against the edge of the cave wall panting, like a puddle of mud. And a moment later. Alexander opened his eyes again, in those bright red eyes. It has completely lost its human brilliance, and has been replaced by a wild beast madness, unrestrained wildness and danger.

"Jenn ..............."

A hoarse voice rang out, echoing through the cavern. Alexander looked up at the forest outside the cavern, and then he clenched his fists. For Alexander, his life doesn't matter anymore, since he escaped from that hellish place. Alexander had already lost a piece of his own. He gained power, but with it came endless suffering, and he had to devour fresh flesh and blood, human and non-human, every day. Whatever it was, as long as it was the flesh of something alive, he could eat it, and he would eat it. Because only in this way can he continue to persevere. Until the moment when one's final goal is achieved.

"Jenn ..............."

Muttering the name, Alexander clenched his fists hard, which was his only motivation for the moment to live, to kill the bastard. Let him completely surrender in front of him, and watch him weep bitterly and confess his stupidity. Only then will he be able to find satisfaction from this endless suffering. That's the only way to ............ That's the only way to ............ He was able to free himself from this pain!!

"Jenn ............"

The name was shouted again. Alexander got up and staggered out of the cave. He could feel it. Little by little, the power that had been lost was returning to his body. But that's not enough, in order to bring down Jenn. He also needs more, more, more power......... With this in mind, Alexander walked out of the cave and looked down the mountain. And when he saw the splendor of civilization at the foot of the mountain, Alexander's eyes once again uncontrollably glowed with greed.

Night falls.

The old mayor poked his head out of the window. I saw that the curtain of night was slowly opening, and the sun was gradually sinking below the horizon. He had seen this scene countless times, but the old man had never felt so frightened and worried as he did today. At this moment, the bell was ringing in his ears. By this time, most of the townspeople had already put down their work and hurried back home. The streets were deserted except for the patrolling militia, and it was normal for the townspeople to relax. The noisy sounds of the taverns, the chaotic music, and the occasional dog bark add to the liveliness of the town. But now, this qiē has completely disappeared. With the arrival of the Night Slayer, almost everyone in Passusli is now in danger, and although I heard that the lord's men went after the monster, I heard that the follow-up progress does not seem to be ideal. Although there was a great battle between the two sides, and the lord's men also fought off the monster. But after all, he didn't catch the other party, and no one knows if he will continue to kill. In this case, people are naturally not in the mood for any more nightlife.

Uneasy and uneasy, but in fact, most of the people of Passus were not very worried that the murderer would be able to escape. They were confident that their great lord would be able to bring this monster to justice and destroy it once and for all. After all, it was a legendary hero, and he could even confront a country head-on for the sake of his people, so it would be even less of a problem to deal with such a small murderer.

It's just that it's one thing to have faith, it's another thing to be your turn, although everyone thinks that the murderer won't be arrogant for long, but no one wants to become his victim because of this. If he was killed before the lord captured him, it would be too much of a deal.

But to the reassurance of Passus's lords, the lord had also increased his patrols over the years, and after the first few attacks, the murderous maniac had never succeeded again. This is good news, and it has also made the originally panicked leaders a lot more stable, but when will such a day come to an end?

Thinking of this, the old man also lost the mood to talk and laugh, he put down the plank and blocked the window. Then he leaned over and sat down in a chair to pick up his pipe and put it in his mouth.

Because of this, he didn't see the black shadow that flashed from the corner of the wall.

"Whew............ Phew..............."

Alexander crouched on his knees, huddled on all fours like a dog, in the shadows of the corner. He twitched his nose, and the rich breath of life wafting in the wind calmed his restless heart for a while. But this was not enough, if it had been somewhere else, then Alexander would have done it a long time ago. But here he has no way to do that, I don't know why. Passus's soldiers didn't look much better than anywhere else, but every time he made a move, they would immediately come to the door. This made Alexander puzzled, in other places, as long as he restrained his breath and secretly attacked, then those guys would be killed silently. The idiots around him didn't notice it at all, but in Passus, as long as he did it himself, no matter how far away, those nasty magic knights would come to the door immediately. Even if he had reined in his breath, it would be the same if he did it without anyone noticing. This was incomprehensible to Alexander, and because of this, during his time in Passus, Alexander barely "ate" well. On several occasions, he even had to survive by catching livestock and wild beasts. However, there was no way to replenish the energy consumed by Alexander by relying on those beasts alone, and in the end, he had to hit the humans with his ideas.

“………………”

Glancing at the brightly lit town, Alexander grinned and bared his teeth. He hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind to stand up, and then walked silently towards the outer wall of the town to the other end. This time, he targeted the refugee camp outside the town of Passus, and although the refugees looked dirty, smelly, and unpalatable, some of them were good for Alexander now.

The camp was deserted and desolate compared to the town of Passus, during which time most of the refugees had found their jobs and shelters, and many had abandoned their tents. But even so, there are some people who still live in the wild, most of them hunters who make a living from hunting, and some who have no access to shelter for various reasons. It's certainly not that they don't know the story about that night killer, but even then, they don't have much choice.

A child was fetching water by the river, and he struggled to lift the bucket, scoop a bucket of water in the icy water, then grabbed the bucket with both hands, turned around and staggered towards his tent. The kid didn't notice at all at this moment, and in the manipulation not far behind him, a dark shadow was slowly standing up.

Before the poor boy even knew what was happening, Alexander's head was torn off and pulled off his neck with such force. The young body that had lost its head shook like this, and then there was no more sound. Alexander, on the other hand, opened his mouth -- the wolf-like mouth of blood opened to his ear, and then he threw the little head into his mouth in one gulp, chewing it so loudly that blood and muddy brains splattered out of his mouth and fell to the ground as Alexander moved. But at this moment, Alexander did not care about these little things at all, on the contrary, he grabbed the prey in front of him, and planned to drag it into the grass to have a good meal.

And at this moment, a voice sounded in Alexander's ears.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I really didn't expect you to be so willing to fall, Mr. Alexander."

“――――――！！”

Hearing this, Alexander reflexively raised his head and looked at his side.

And what caught his eye at this moment was a silver white sword light. (To be continued......)