"That one is called Tuke, right?"

After waiting for a while, the barbarian opened his eyes tremblingly. In his dazed eyes, he felt that there were many dark shadows around him. He finally opened his eyes wide and found that he was surrounded by several ghost wolves.

The fierce look in his eyes and his huge, jagged mouth were less than one meter away from him, making him look particularly ferocious.

Hehe, he originally wanted to laugh at himself a few times, but what he got instead was a sweetness in his throat, as if something was pouring out from inside, blocking his trachea. He was so suffocated and uncomfortable that he coughed violently, and blood kept coughing out from his mouth.

, only then did he realize that he had been seriously injured. He didn't even have the strength to move, let alone escape.

At this moment, the ghost wolves surrounding him suddenly gave way. In the dark night void that seemed to be able to swallow all things, a figure slowly walked forward. He knew that it was this demonic druid.

, even though their levels were only similar, it left him and his two other comrades powerless to fight back.

The spotless cloak fluttering in the night wind, the gentle but powerful pace, as if he had just stepped out of the hot bath and was enjoying himself leisurely. Fighting with all his strength was just child's play to him.

That's all, even the two-hand throw that made him so proud just now seems like an adult letting a child down - if he tried his best from the beginning, he might not be better than the other two companions.

How much?

Thinking of this, for some reason, he suddenly felt relaxed. Ever since he saw the other party's power beyond common sense, the shadow of fear and unwillingness that weighed on his heart like a boulder suddenly disappeared without a trace.

No trace.

He looked at the other party carefully with his own eyes. Yes, that's right, he was just like a leader. He was a monster that was far beyond the scope of a genius, making people unable to resist in their heart. It was impossible to measure it with common sense.

, although his strength is far from that of the leader, but he can see the shadow of the leader in him, and his future is destined to be like the leader, no, even surpass the leader.

He suddenly understood why he had this sense of relief - what, it turned out that he was fighting a leader-like monster, no wonder he lost so miserably, it was really ridiculous. A moment ago, he thought he could win, but he suddenly felt

How small and ignorant he was, the feeling of shame made him want to fall asleep immediately.

Work hard, work hard. As long as you work hard, there is no goal that cannot be achieved. He always sneered at this sentence - no matter how high a grasshopper jumps, can it be compared with humans? Some people are destined to be high-minded from the beginning.

Just like those grasshoppers looking up to themselves, they are an existence that they can never reach no matter how hard they try.

"Then what should be done?"

I squinted my eyes and muttered, feeling a little confused. Do I want to kill him? By the way, why has he been staring at me intently since just now? There is no longer any fighting spirit in his eyes. Is his head damaged by the bomb?

?

"Ha...ha...cough...ha——!!!"

The barbarian suddenly laughed. Blood kept coughing out as he laughed, revealing an indescribable sadness.

"Kill me!" He suddenly stopped and murmured, looking up at the dark sky.

"What?"

"If you want to say something like abandoning evil and doing good, I advise you to save your time. It's worth dying in your hands."

He raised his head with great effort, his unruly eyes were full of determination, despair, and hatred. There were also many emotions that I couldn't describe, but there was no desire to survive at all. I felt the seriousness in his words.

"Don't get excited. I don't intend to say anything nice like persuading you to join the Adventurer Alliance and take pride in protecting the entire Dark Continent. It doesn't matter if you find a place with beautiful scenery to live in seclusion or go back to your hometown to get married. As long as you don't abuse your power in the future.

It’s enough to hurt innocent people.”

I sighed, and suddenly remembered what Kasha had said, that every fallen person is the product of sorrow. My heart seemed to be pressed by something heavy, and I could no longer find any joy after victory.

"It can't be done!!" He replied word for word.

"Why? Why do you hate your own kind so much?"

"Same kind? Haha - I don't have the same kind!!" His every word revealed hatred.

"I, Tuke, feed the earth on the frozen plateau. Ice, snow and mountains are my partners. Do you know? I kneel on the grass, picking the tenderest grass, looking for a grasshopper hidden in the grass inch by inch.

Suddenly it jumped up, I caught it in my hand, put it in my mouth and bit it with a 'clack' sound, the sweet meaty taste, that kind of fun, haha ​​- cough cough - "

The almost crazy laughter seemed to tug at Tu Ke's internal organs, and he coughed up blood and gasped.

"Everyone is just a grasshopper in my eyes. Don't you also make a living by slaughtering livestock? It's just the weak eating the strong." After finally catching his breath, he said with a grin, then closed his eyes and stopped talking, as if he was willing to kill at will.

The land is peaceful.

"Really? Then there's nothing we can do."

I tried to sound cold, turned around, and took a deep breath.

"Finally... I would like to advise you, be careful with our leader. Although... you are indeed very strong, you are still... far from him. I don't want... the person who defeated me to die a useless person like this." The voice gradually faded.

Get weaker.

"Is that all?" I asked behind his back, but got no further response.

Keep the whole body, this is the last order I give to Xiaoxue and the others.

It was time for Akara to cry. Standing in the cold night wind, I sighed heavily. There are hundreds of millions of people in the entire Dark Continent, and there are only tens of thousands of people who have changed jobs. After excluding those rookies who have just changed jobs, there are even more.

There are so few of them. Every job-changer who walks out of Rogge's camp is a treasure. I can completely imagine that after hearing the news, Akara's eyes were blank, her steps were shambling, and Kane shook his head and sighed. He was unsatisfied.

Reading a book, Kasha drank wine sullenly, Farah? Probably will cause more explosions.

Thinking about it this way, I feel like I am the sinner of the entire continent after having killed four job transferees.

"Unfortunately!"

At this time, the most important thing was to change my mood, which is what the saying goes, making money by killing people. I adjusted my mood, forced a smile and walked towards the assassin. His body seemed to have been soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, and it had already begun.

Large areas of corrosion, not a single piece of intact skin on the whole body, the shocking horror made me feel chilled. I can die any way I want in the future, as long as I don’t get poisoned...

I carefully peeled off the equipment from his body. I looked at the equipment with the same smell as his body with a wry smile. Although the equipment has the function of automatic dust removal and decontamination. But I have witnessed it before, but I never have the courage to wear it on myself.

, Fortunately, the assassin didn't have any good things on him. The most valuable ones were just the two fist swords, which are not what I'm good at. I'll sell them all.

After burying the assassin's body, I clasped my hands and bowed. After death, the lamp was extinguished. He was buried in peace. No matter what bad things he had done during his lifetime, he was just a corpse.

The corpse of the necromancer was more miserable than that of the assassin. Fortunately, there was nothing good about it either, but the bone staff in his hand was indeed a good thing.

Yew Staff (grey)

One-handed damage: 2-8

Durability:12-15

Required level: 3

Staff Level: Normal Attack Speed

+2 to Dominate Skeletons

+50% damage against undead

Grooved(1)

This staff is an extremely rare item for Necromancers, but unfortunately it has +2 Skeleton Control. If you don't master Skeleton Summoning, it won't work at all, so it's of no use to me.

Finally, there is the barbarian Tuk who seems to be carrying a heavy dark history. To be honest, I don’t think he is a bad person, but he probably suffered something when he was a child, which is why he has such a character now.

When I walked up to him, I found that his hands seemed to be full of something. I didn't see anything in his hands before I turned around, so he should have taken them out from his body at the moment before he died.

When he opened it, he saw that there were nearly ten broken gems. Among them were a cracked sapphire and a broken skull.

Broken Skeleton

Weapons: Steal 2% life, 1% mana

Shield: Attacker takes damage 4

Others: life replenishment +2, mana regeneration +8%

This is the first time even I have seen the Shattered Skeleton. This kind of skeleton that feels like jade and has a glossy color has extremely powerful attributes, and its explosion rate is much lower than that of gems. It is also the first time even me, a nouveau riche, has seen this kind of skeleton in close combat.

Professionals and Amazons like to embed it into weapons. In the early stage, it has no big effect, but in the later stage, once the attack power increases, the benefits are very obvious, while mages will embed it into armor (except shields), and their mana will regenerate.

The attributes are extremely important to any mage.

Although I got nearly ten such gems for no reason, I was not happy at all. Looking at his dead face without any regret, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, looking satisfied, what is this barbarian doing?

, do you really want to die that much?

Looking at the three lonely graves on the grass, I sighed several times.

"Didn't you win? Why are you still keeping a straight face? You are starting to feel lonely as a master?"

The little ghost in the necklace spoke mercilessly in a crisp, ups and downs voice.

"On the contrary, it's because I feel nothing, so I sigh!" I sighed again, how unfortunate it was.

"Obviously it's just the second time I've killed someone, but how come this habit has become natural? Could it be that the nature hidden deep in my heart is actually a cold-blooded perverted character like Jack the Ripper?"

"It's hard to say...ah! Even though you said that, you're not worried at all, right?" The little ghost tilted his cute head, then wrinkled his nose as if he suddenly discovered something.

By the way, how can I detect my expression in the necklace? I can no longer describe this necklace in words... No, it should be the magic of this little ghost.

"Yeah?"

I touched my cheek in confusion: "Is it really that easy?"

"Yeah!" The little ghost nodded fiercely as if he wanted to shake his head off: "You look quite leisurely, and you really can't tell that you are in trouble."

"That's probably..." I touched my cheek and smiled thoughtfully.

"Because you are here, haven't you always been by my side? As a saint, you should do your duty and guide me in the direction of progress, so I don't worry at all that I will become such a person.
To be continued...