At the same time, somewhere in the multiverse
Another poor guy whose life was robbed...
Kelbechus looked at the dry skin at his feet.
If he hadn't happened to step on it and break it, the opponent's spine would have completely lost its quality.
The other party might still leave it like a fallen leaf, trampled by passing wild beasts or wanderers like him.
Although this is no longer a strange thing.
But Kelbechus still bent down and tried to bury it.
"My nameless brother, you may still have a lot of fame before your death and be remembered by many people."
"But now, you and I together are less than a hundred years old."
Kelbechus packed the broken skins and bones together with a fork.
Naturally, he didn't dare to touch it directly with his hands.
It's not out of fear or taboo about the dead, but because I'm worried that there may be a vicious curse attached to it or a more difficult trouble.
This was originally supposed to be a forest farm.
The densely planted mangroves grow wildly without supervision.
Maybe in a few years, there will no longer be a dedicated path for people to walk through.
This world's mangrove is a fairly tolerant tree, allowing shrubs and weeds to share the land with it.
If there hadn't been that disaster, the owner of this farm would have made a fortune...
Kelbekus has its back against a thick mangrove tree.
The unique rough and tough skin of the mangrove tree made Kelbecus' back feel a little raw.
He calmed his breathing, and then put aside the remains that were randomly tied together with wooden vines.
Years of wandering have left traces of wind and frost on his face.
The body of a man who was clearly less than forty years old already looked as if he was about to die.
This is also a kind of protection...
For those violent plunderers, they looked down upon such an old body as Kerbechus.
Because the lowest level predators have limited access to dark power from their masters.
They cannot plunder at will.
Therefore, it also gave birth to beings like Kelbecus who had to wander in order to survive.
Even cities and civilizations are still hanging on.
And the total population that has been contained has also led to a sudden overabundance of resources.
But Kelbecus was unwilling to live a seemingly luxurious life, but like an animal waiting to be slaughtered.
Those traitors who crawled at the feet of those predators for the sake of a more prolonged death were even more despised by Kelbechus.
If those poultry knew this, they would eventually be devoured by their owners.
So, can they still show that kind of obedience?
Kelbechus didn't know...
The grave dug for this poor man who had been robbed of his time consumed a lot of his energy.
He was not worried about the danger caused by exhaustion.
Being targeted by those predators, no matter how good your physical strength is, it will be of no use.
In contrast, being eaten by a wild beast as prey is the only risk associated with it.
"Gululu..."
After taking a swig of a pot of bitterly cold water, Kerbechus began to dispose of the poor man's remains.
And at this moment, an evil voice appeared in his ears:
"Look at you, Kelbecus, the former King of Blood Skulls..."
"Are you still following your ridiculous rules?"
"Look what you're looking at: a burial for a dead body?"
"It's so pitiful, how many innocent people's heads you have broken off..."
"Now, are you craving for redemption?"
The evil voice kept echoing in Kerbecus's ears, and he continued his actions expressionlessly.
He doesn't know when this evil existence was born in his mind.
It always talks nonsense, describing a cruel and cruel ruler of the dark world with the same name.
So much so that in some hazy moments, it was difficult for Kelbekus to distinguish.
Which ones are my true memories, and which ones are the stories spun by this evil voice.
But it's also irrelevant:
In such a crazy world, survival or destruction is unpredictable.
Perhaps just a moment ago, he was trudging forward in the wilderness unharmed.
Perhaps in the next moment, just like the owner of this withered skeleton, he died violently in the wilderness.
In such a depressing situation, one more noisy voice is really nothing.
It's more or less a human voice...
But in a crazy world, everything will never be deflected by a little kindness from an individual.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, Kelbecus, who was burying the nameless bones, seemed to hear something.
The next moment, he didn't hesitate at all.
After pressing a certain device on his left hand, Kelbekus lay down flat.
He could feel his blood flowing crazily.
This flow does not stop until it reaches a certain dangerous threshold.
This operation made his already withered face even worse.
A kind of twilight aura of imminent death gradually lingered outside his body.
At this time, the originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.
Everything was silent, and a depressing silence instantly dominated the entire world!
"It seems that you can no longer beg for contempt like a maggot this time."
The evil voice appeared in Kelbechus' ears again.
The difference from before was that this time there were some obvious emotional fluctuations in the other party's voice.
It was intensely sarcastic and cold.
"Those monsters are not as picky as their mortal minions."
"Come on, tear off those chains of order!"
"They are just cubs of the void, you can easily crush them!"
And while that evil voice was still telling its plan in Kelbechus' ears.
The dark sky suddenly became deeper.
It seems like something is crawling in it.
Suddenly, Kelbekus seemed to see a huge whirlpool.
But it didn't seem like a whirlpool, but more like - the pelvic cavity of a giant insect?
The evil voice seemed to have become stagnant.
For a moment, Kelbekus seemed to feel that the whole world had become pure.
Then, he heard the voice again.
With a tone that was unfamiliar to Kelbechus:
"It looks like this world is going to be destroyed."
"You still haven't woken up..."
"my king……"
Along with the whisper of the evil voice, Kelbecus saw the indescribably huge insects "slowly" falling from the dark sky.
The wriggling dark clouds seemed to be just the dark skirt of its wrinkled body.
Kelbecus was finally able to see the opponent's head - it was evil and ferocious that could not be described in words.
Thousands of fangs like blades stretched out from its intricate mouth.
They even squirmed and meandered, just like living creatures.
And at this moment, the giant insect seemed to have discovered something.
It stopped suddenly, and then suddenly bit in one direction!
It was ferocious and terrifying enough to make all things tremble!
This chapter has been completed!