I am a red-level explorer, an existence that once dominated the continent. One day I got old, and my spirits entered a period of exhaustion and decreased ability. Those hatreds accumulated in the past walked in the world alone. If you want to live with dignity, you must trample on the dignity of others. If you want to live by yourself, you cannot take into account the life and death of others. If you want to gain something, you cannot follow others to pick up some leftovers. So those incompetent and humble people who dare not challenge my dignity when I am strong are gathered together, like a group of hyenas, wanting to kill me, the lion, and eat my flesh and blood.

I was very angry and vowed to teach them a lesson, so it was blood and killing again... With the mentality of dying with them, even if I died in front of them, I could not bow my head and beg for mercy. This is human dignity, which cannot be ignored, and is the basis for the establishment of all our existence.

This bag is all my wealth. I leave them to those who are destined to be a young man, just like me, fearless and without any concerns. The only way to stop me is to die. With this wealth, you can buy a spirit that is close to mutation, and then use the devil stone to impact mutation, becoming the top presence in the continent in one fell swoop.

I grew up in killing, whether it is a close relative or a friend, as long as I am unrighteous to me, I will certainly not let him live the next day, because first of all, they do not regard me as a relative, and in the face of interests, they are willing to betray me - if there is a chance. I also foresee the exhaustion of power when I am old. That is the tragedy of every strong man. If you want to avoid it, you have to establish a huge force in advance, but you will also be bound by it.

Sorry, you listen to me, the old man who is about to die, and finally think about it, young people, break free from the constraints and chains! Go and realize your ambitions! Human dreams, the trend of the times, and the powerful power are all in the near future!

Brass Eton

"Good guy! This red-level explorer stays these treasures, let's share them equally!" Pamir was excited when he saw these inflammatory words, and he was about to fly. Those inspiring words, ambitions! Dreams! How close is it! As long as he does what is on the letter, he will immediately have a mutated spirit! His third spirit is just dead, and this mutated spirit can fill this gap! It can be foreseen that at most ten years, this mutated spirit can advance to the gold level! Gold level! Once upon a time, this was an out of reach dream, and now it is almost within reach!

"Split equally? What a joke, this is what I picked up. Moreover, you are too young to know the dangers of this era. This is probably a conspiracy. You all pay attention to the surroundings and be careful of the enemy's attack!" Eldre's words were poured into Pamir's heart like a basin of cold and bone-black water!

"But... didn't we pick it up together? And you are so old and have passed your peak period. It's just right for me to use these things! I..." Pamir's eyes were red, and he tried to defend himself anxiously.

"Hmph!" Aldrey snorted coldly with disdain and stuffed the sheepskin bag into his arms, "Didn't I tell you that this may be a trap? Do you know how dark this world is? You are too young, too simple, and take everything for granted. Do you think such good luck can fall from the sky, and then you suddenly step into the ranks of top explorers on the mainland? Stop dreaming, it's not easy to survive. I have seen many young people who miss you lose their lives because of greed and desire. Your father is my best friend. I don't want you to follow the footsteps of these young people."

Pamir was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't listen to anything in his heart. He felt that the sheepskin bag was his future! It was everything about him! It was the foundation for him to change his destiny! It was the credential for him to rise and become famous on the mainland! But this uncle who had entered the old age actually possessed it for some ridiculous reasons! What conspiracy? What traps? How many young people died in temptation and **, go to hell! We three poor green explorers are worthy of others to set traps with such expensive and luxurious, precious treasures in the past? You are too arrogant to yourself! This crappy reason is really disgusting!

"I leave them to those who are destined to be a young man, as I was, fearless and without any concern, and the only way to stop me is dead... I grew up in killing. Whether it is a close relative or a friend, as long as I am unrighteous to me, I will certainly not let him live the next day, because first of all, they do not regard me as a relative, and in the face of interests, they are willing to betray me - if there is a chance..." The words on the parchment were like devil's murmur, surrounding Pamir's ears, bewitching him and making him do something cruel and terrible...

"Uncle... Since you treat me like this, then don't blame me..." Pamir's thoughts made him feel cold.

Eldrey, who was walking in front, frowned and looked around vigilantly. He was worried that this was a trap, but those red spirit crystals and devil stones were all real. What was the purpose of the other party? This made him very scared. He became an explorer for so many years, and had experienced many bloody storms. He acted as the protagonist or supporting role in many conspiracies. Those experiences made him feel that something was wrong. He smelled cold murderous intent, some conspiracy and blood from this letter.

The explorer who claimed to be Brass Eton had never heard of such a person, perhaps because he was ignorant, but his intuition told him that none of this was true.

"You can't deceive me, an experienced old man. If you had enough strength, you would have killed us all on the front. Don't let Old Al find your traces. I will pull you out of the wet cave like a snake, peeling off your skin..." Eldre's eyes firmly became firm. He believed in his judgment that the conspiracy would eventually end in the form of a farce under his vigilance. However, he did not notice that Pamir, who was following behind, clenched his hands, his palms were covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were red, like a wolf staring at the prey.

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

The electromagnetic barrier is a defensive spiritual technique. Instantly, without taking action, it uses electric light to form a dense sealing cover. The magnetic field generated by the electrical spiritual power can also distort the spiritual technique applied to this barrier.

The electromagnetic barrier formed a bell-shaped blue light shield, locking the uncle and nephew together, while the other spirits and Essolit didn't know what was going on, and they were at a loss for a moment.

"Is it an enemy attack? What is this?" Aldrey asked in surprise.

"I want to get my stuff back...that's what I deserve...ah!!!!" Pamir murmured first, then suddenly screamed, and his face twisted. He pulled out a sharp hook-shaped knife and stabbed it into his uncle's chest!

"Ka...Ka..." Eldre's eyes widened, and there was a hint of confusion in his dim eyes. Why...

A lot of blood foam was spitting out of his mouth, and his face was filled with gray, and he seemed to be no longer venting his anger.

This old explorer who has been adventure outside and experienced countless storms did not die in revenge, but was murdered by his nephew. Perhaps he was thinking about his seclusion shortly before his death, so he opened a hotel by the beach, bought an old boat, and then took his customers to fish on the sea after renovation...

"Haha, haha!" Pamir was splattered with warm blood, but laughed out loud. Those wealth and his ambitions were about to come true! Uncle died and was killed by him. He removed this cunning thing. The constraints on his own disappeared and he was free!

Outside the light shield, the three spirits of the Aldre contract also let out a wailing cry at the moment of his death, dissipating one after another. Esolite vaguely guessed the tragedy that happened under the blue light. She was shocked and replied with her hands, trembling and talking to herself: "He must be crazy... How could he do this..."

Pamir half-kneeled on the ground, trembling nervously. The uncle in front of him opened his eyes, as if he was scolding him and calling him a beast without conscience. "You asked you to be old and greedy!! You asked for exploitation of me for those years!!! Now I want to seize my future!!! You deserve to die!!!" He shouted hysterically.

"Quick, hurry! Look at a lot of things!" Pamir opened the old man's clothes, took out the sheepskin bag from his arms, opened the treasures that were examined one by one, looked at them obsessedly, kissed them, as if they were all of him. He twitched hard and stuffed all of these treasures in his arms.

"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 those things cannot be carried with him. So where did he hide it? Perhaps there is a record in the old guy's personal belongings. He doesn't have a good memory when he is old, so he always has to remember something.

"This is..." When Pamir was flipping through the body, a book sized by a palm fell off, with a 'diary' written in beautiful fonts. "Maybe there is..."

He opened his diary with hope, and the title page reads:

Anyone who has ears should listen:

Those who plunder shall be plundered;

Those who kill with a knife will be killed by a knife.

This is the patience and faith of the saints.

This is a passage in the book of Revelation. Pamir was not in the mood to care about these philosophies. What he was thinking about was the large legacy left by his uncle after his death. Imagine that in recent years, they have been hunting fire monsters and can increase 50% of the quality after soaking in the cold pond for a night, while uncle Eldre accounts for 70%!

This diary was recorded from capturing the fire demon. It started with nothing but a few small things, and there were also some irrelevant weather and other things. There were also some life insights, pity and redemption for those in distress. He turned the last page and saw the diary from yesterday:

Dear Diary

My nephew Pamir is twenty-one years old this year. Do you know? In another month, his 22nd birthday. When his father brought him over, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is still immature and always impulsive. Young people cannot spoil him. I only give him 30% of the gains. This is already a lot for him. It is enough for him to train daily spirits. Too much wealth will make him obsessed with alcohol, sex and psychedelics, and even gambling. A year ago, one of his spirits died unexpectedly. That time I felt guilty. It was my plan mistake. In order to make up for my mistake, I decided to take out my life savings and buy him a high-quality spirit. The things in the courtyard were very expensive, but they were absolutely worth it.

I took a fancy to a rock spirit of the silver crocodile clan priced at 200,000 green spirit crystals. Its attacks are very strong and its defense is amazing. The price of this young spirit is a little expensive, but to be honest, I was very satisfied. I traveled around the world and made some small money, but I never had a big future. All my savings were a little short of that. After I paid the down payment, I slowly paid in installments. But soon, when this batch of Fire Demon Eyes were sold, I could bring the little guy back and give it to him on Pamir's birthday. Oh my God, he will be very happy by then.

My nephew always reminds me of his father when he was young, he is just as impulsive and advocates power. I know he is a smart child and hopes to surpass me in the future and even become the top presence in the mainland.

Good night

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

"Impossible...how could this happen...this is all fake! I don't believe it!!!" He hugged his head in pain, and tears poured out of his eyes, "This is not true..."

Li Yi looked at it with a telescope from a distance, everything was like his inference. Sometimes, the contradictions and distrust accumulated unconsciously will lead to cruel crimes, which only requires a small driving force and a careful plan. His grasp of the human heart is like a hunter familiar with the habits of prey.

He had a pair of eyes that were even more terrifying than Achilles's insightful eyes. It can be foreseen that many years later, Mani's grandfather would deeply blame himself for curing the blind Li Yi that year. He released a demon with his own hands.

"Very good, these preys have become insignificant now. Let me guess whether this good guy will commit suicide because he is too guilty? Haha, I didn't expect that reality has added a brilliant touch to my script. His uncle actually gave so much for him and loved him so much, but he killed the best person in the world. All coincidences in this world are better than magic." Li Yi became more and more calm, observing the movements of the prey, he was like Satan who turned into a snake. In addition to the deadly venom, he also had delusional words.

Pamir's spirit was already on the verge of collapse due to excessive shock, but at this time Esolite cried in his ear: "Oh my God! You killed your uncle! Oh, no! Look at what you did? How cruel!"

"Shut up! You bitch! You are not you complaining to me every day that your uncle gave us too little rewards? You are forcing me to kill him! You vicious ****!" He was angry, and the cruel reality made him unacceptable, so his self-blame and grief were transferred to his lover.

"It turns out that this is a psychological 'rejection'. He is unwilling to accept a certain fact. After the spirit is distorted, he will be moved to other places." Li Yi analyzed.

Pamir actually pulled out the knife inserted into his uncle's chest, approached Esolite step by step, and murmured to himself: "It's all my uncle who killed me, you bitch..."
Chapter completed!