During that darkest period of history, slave traders had always been a very active presence.
Some humans with natural good looks will be captured as slaves, and even some weak supernatural creatures are also within their hunting range.
And slaves who are bought rarely have a good ending.
Some people may ask, is their behavior of hunting believers not sanctioned by the gods?
This is because slave traders generally have close connections secretly with the churches of various gods.
Apart from the priesthood, the biggest conflict between gods is over believers. As a church that exists to worship gods, their biggest task is to increase the number of believers in gods.
at all costs.
at all costs!
Except for a handful of divine churches where pure justice is their vocation, even most orthodox churches will not take action to stop the slave trade.
It was part of the class structure of that era, and it affected the whole body.
It is also because they are also part of the dirty slave trade and are its major customers.
Slave traders are responsible for playing villains and plundering believers.
Then the Zhengshen Church came to the rescue, freeing the slaves and spreading their faith at the same time.
As for how these poor people who are forced to leave their homes will be treated, no one cares.
Most hybrids were born at that time.
Moreover, a hybrid with two kinds of blood has no place in either world.
Mixed races generally have the appearance characteristics of both races.
The perpetrators view their presence as an insult, and the victims view them as pain and humiliation.
Most of them will be attacked from two aspects, which also creates the dark character of most mixed races.
The word bastard is the word they hear most often and are most resistant to.
After the Dark Ages, and now that most humans have some foreign blood mixed in their bodies, although that kind of discrimination almost no longer exists, it does not mean that this kind of insult is no longer offensive.
Especially for bloodline awakeners who have developed the bloodline of extraordinary creatures in their bodies and awakened, this word sounds extremely harsh.
This represents the suffering of their elders and contains a strong insult.
They are very willing to have a hearty battle with their enemies because of this insult.
To put it bluntly, tragedies such as hybrids are mostly caused by "strong men" mastering powers beyond their control.
Power is a double-edged sword.
In addition to giving people the power to protect themselves, power also brings another side - harming others.
When a person is bullied, they will want the power to protect themselves and turn everything around.
But when he really has enough power to protect himself, or even go far beyond that...
Unfortunately.
He will naturally change his identity.
Most victims become perpetrators in the end.
The dragon slayer eventually becomes the evil dragon.
This is the evil in human nature, a despicable bad nature.
Only one who can restrain this desire is an admirable strong man.
Otherwise, the so-called strong people are just children who have no strength but don't know how to think, and wantonly indulge their inner desires.
Compared to a truly strong man, Ning Feng's current strength is not enough to resist, and he can only be regarded as a bigger ant.
But what he wanted was not to become that evil dragon.
What he hopes to have now is just enough strength to protect himself from being bullied by others.
Bandit Kevin violated Ning Feng's bottom line, so he will die soon.
But in fact this is only a superficial reason.
Although Ning Feng is a half-succubus, he does not have a strong sense of belonging to his mixed-race identity.
What this race brings to him is more like gaining some interesting characteristics.
It is beneficial but harmless, and has never been persecuted accordingly, only benefits...what's more?
The real reason why Ning Feng lost his temper and took action was because of Kevin's previous words.
Silently looking at Kevin who was still gradually twitching, Ning Feng asked softly in his heart:
"Why do you have to mention my mother at this time?"
"Why do you insist on... seeking death?"
The insult to his mother was the real reason for Ning Feng to take action ruthlessly.
His relatives have left Ning Feng. They are the weaknesses and wounds in his heart that cannot be touched.
Anyone who touches this wound maliciously will have to pay the price.
The price of blood.
The sword blade behind him was approaching, and Ning Feng finally spoke:
"Bastard? You really picked a bad word."
Talking to himself lightly, Ning Feng and the audience who were paying attention to him deliberately emphasized the "real reason" for losing his temper.
Although he didn't know how useful it would be, he didn't want his weaknesses to be discovered easily.
With a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, he whispered:
"You must do something that will hasten your own death."
The tip of the sword was lowered, gesticulating on the back of Kevin's head, as if he was about to give him a stabbing blow.
"stop!!!"
"You son of a bitch!"
"Kevin!"
With emotion, Ning Feng turned his head slightly, looked at the bandits who were close at hand, and said with emotion:
"When others take action, someone always yells like this, as if saying this... others will really stop."
The young man sighed with a smile, but without any hesitation, the sword in his hand went straight into Kevin's neck!
The bandit's body no longer twitched.
laugh.
The sound of the sword piercing flesh became the last straw that overwhelmed the other bandits' rationality.
There seems to be a broken thread in their sanity.
roar.
"He killed Kevin!"
"Kevin!!!"
"You son of a bitch!!!"
"go to hell!!"
call……
The moment the breath in his chest was exhaled, the cruelty flashed across Ning Feng's eyes.
Now that their fate has been decided, there is no need to hide it anymore.
Clang Clang Clang!!!
Turn around, retreat, and draw the sword, all in one movement as fast as lightning.
The three thieves at the front were so angry that they sobered up for a moment, because not only did they fail to cut Ning Feng, the scimitars in their hands also disappeared at this moment...
No!
The hand holding the sword has disappeared!
The right hand holding the sword was cut off from the wrist joint, revealing the red and white bones...
Blood spurted out.
After realizing what happened, the severe pain in their bodies woke them up and let out painful wails.
"Ahhhh!!!"
"hand!"
"My hand!!! Ahhh!"
Whoosh!
But before they could cry out, white light flashed mercilessly, and deep wounds appeared on their throats!
Ahem...hehehe...
Boom, boom, boom.
"Quiet down, it's a little noisy."
After saying something calmly, Ning Feng directly passed the three of them and faced the bandits rushing behind him.
"They were making too much noise, so I let them go first."
"If you can be quieter, I wouldn't mind letting you live a little longer."
The sword was stained with blood, but Ning Feng's body was not stained at all, and his kind and elegant smile returned to his face.
"Bite your teeth."
!!!
He smiled and looked at the three bandits who had changed expressions across from him, and said coaxingly:
"Actually, that move just now was my limit. I was already very tired and just an empty shell."
"Come on, let's rush forward together."
Just like a demon blindfolds a mortal and leads him to the edge of the cliff, but must let the mortal take the last step on his own.
He chuckled, beguiling.
"There are three of you, you can definitely do it."
"Don't you want to avenge them?"
There was obviously only one person, but against the backdrop of the corpse behind him, the hooded man in front of him looked like a demon.
In the ear, in the bottom of my heart, whisper softly:
let's go!
kill me!
Revenge them!!!
The atmosphere became strange, and they wanted to retreat, but they felt as if their thighs were filled with lead.
"What are you waiting for?"
In the eyes of the bandits, the white teeth were like the sharp teeth of wild beasts, shining with cruel light.
"You don't still think you can escape, do you?"
Click.
The sound of someone's teeth clashing became a signal, and the bandit, who was almost overwhelmed by the pressure, squeezed out a crazy roar from his throat.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The bandits raised their swords and slashed wildly at Ning Feng without any clues!
But their attack was destined to be fruitless.
When they were in their prime, they could still cause some trouble to Ning Feng, but as they stepped into Ning Feng's trap step by step, there was no possibility of a comeback.
The ordinary iron sword turned into a magic weapon in Ning Feng's hands.
Unrivaled.
unstoppable.
It blocks the opponent's attacks invisibly and leaves wounds all over the opponent's body when it pulls away.
Cruel and bloody.
Blood spattered on their bodies, but the bandit didn't notice it and continued to slash in panic.
Stimulated by adrenaline and controlled by fear, they were completely unaware of their situation.
But under the leadership of Ning Feng, he was like a puppet on strings, steadily moving towards death step by step.
"Ah!"
Someone's wailing broke everything and brought everything back to reality.
"No! You are a devil!"
"impossible!!!"
The remaining bandits suddenly found in despair that they were the only ones left.
All around were the corpses of his companions.
A body that was still steaming but lifeless.
He collapsed.
The scimitar in his hand fell, and he could no longer care about anything else, and staggered backwards as he ran away.
But Ning Feng didn't chase him, and just walked slowly to the side of the scimitar.
"As I said before, there really will be no chance of regrets after that."
He picked up the scimitar on the ground with his toes, and when it fell, he raised his foot and kicked the handle of the knife, causing the scimitar to fly out like a dart!
"You can't escape."
The scimitar sank into the body of the last bandit from behind, and the tip of the knife emerged from the chest.
Boom!
The running body fell heavily to the ground, losing its breath without even struggling.
The body was surrounded by corpses, and Ning Feng stood in the blood with his eyes closed and breathing freely.
"Huh... ha, it's easy."
Opening his eyes, Ning Feng felt that a lot of the pressure he had suppressed in his heart had been released.
Avoiding the flowing blood, he jumped out gently from the surrounding corpses. The deerskin boots on his feet were not stained with any blood except for a little soil.
The tip of the iron sword in his hand hung down but did not touch the ground. The iron sword, which was almost stained red, became a little frustrated.
"Well, the best sword in the village needs maintenance."
Even though Ning Feng had tried his best to cut along the joints to avoid wear and tear, the human grease still made the blade clogged invisibly, and it might slip slightly.
Looking around, Ning Feng planned to find a suitable rag from the results of his victory.
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from not far away.
"I think we should join forces."
As the leader of the bandits, the bald man witnessed Ning Feng's unilateral massacre, but he hesitated when he initially planned to take action, and finally chose to stand by and watch.
And until the group of bandits died, no one asked him for help.
At the moment of life and death, the bandits seemed to have forgotten his existence.
Are you finally willing to speak?
Ning Feng turned his head and glanced at the strong man, without stopping, he continued to choose and said:
"Join forces? With you?"
Finally, he picked a suitable spot on Kevin's back. Ning Feng scratched it with the tip of his sword, then picked up a rag and wiped it gently.
The blood that had begun to coagulate slightly was wiped away with a rag, revealing its original brightness, reflecting Ning Feng's eyes.
It was full of joy.
It is the joyful killing intention that makes the enemy tremble after being unleashed.
Lowering his eyes, Ning Feng tried hard to control his indulged evil thoughts.
It's still under surveillance, so we can't lose control.
"what are you talking about?"
After observing silently for a long time, Rhodes was aware of how unusual the man in front of him was. He restrained his impulse and spoke slowly:
"You are also a contestant, right? Now is not the time for conflict between us, it is best to work together..."
Clang.
After flicking the sword blade and making a clear sword sound, Ning Feng interrupted the other party's next words.
"Ah, sorry, that's not what I meant."
Shaking his head and smiling, Ning Feng finally finished wiping the sword and threw the rag to a thief's face to cover it.
Looking at the bald and muscular contestant, Ning Feng held up his sword and explained seriously and apologetically:
"I mean……"
"Why should I join forces with a piece of trash who will not save his companions?"
Admiring the strong man whose face gradually became more gloomy, Ning Feng felt happy inside, but the expression on his face was very confusing.
It was like hearing some gibberish that was difficult to understand and was full of confusion.
"you……"
After the strong man spoke, the confusion on Ning Feng's face disappeared and turned into a joking smile.
"Don't understand? Then let me explain it more clearly..."
He said:
"I'm curious, why do you think you are qualified to join forces with me?"