The cold wolf teeth bit the arm, piercing the skin. The wolf's head instinctively rotated in an attempt to make the wolf teeth tear bigger wounds. After the hind legs were completely broken, the fear, pain and hatred were already there. Filling the beast's heart, killing the enemy in front of him is the beast's last wish before death.
Letting the cold and hard wolf teeth bite several teeth marks on her delicate violet skin, the strange woman with a unicorn laid her hands on the wild wolf's broken hind legs, and used magic to heal the little life in pain. Injury.
Even though she has descended from the star world and built her body for decades, the one-horned woman still cannot fully adapt to the various pains and tortures caused by her fragile mortal body, and she cannot choose the right carrier of power to possess her. The star spirit who came to the world in the form of seizing a body is different. She does not want to let her power of star god annihilate the will of any mortal, so she is willing to turn into the body of a star spirit and let the fragile magic of the mortal world corrode her body endlessly. The body experiences the pain and sorrow of mortals.
Compared to the endless wars in the star realm, she wants to set her sights on this misty land full of sorrow and violence, personally comfort and correct everything that is wrong, and guide mankind out of pain.
In her opinion, compared with the pain of mortals, the pain on her body is nothing. Even if this little life in front of her has never stopped hurting her, she is unwilling to let go.
"Ho ho..."
The wolf's fangs were still trying hard to tear the skin, but the woman's heavenly magic had healed the wild wolf's broken hind legs. The blood had completely stopped, and the bones had healed instantly. However, the wild wolf that had gained mobility not only was not grateful, but also used it harder and harder. The healed hind legs pushed on the ground and pulled the woman, trying to tear off a piece of her flesh and blood.
"Stop it!"
The girl's anxious voice came from behind, the wolf's ears stood up alertly, and the fighting movements slowed down a bit.
"It wants to kill you!"
The moment she turned her head, the one-horned woman, who was frowning in pain, retracted all the pain, and her face melted into a gentle smile.
It was a girl holding a wooden spear and covered with bruises. Judging from the purple-green calves and arms, the girl who had lost body temperature would definitely not survive tonight.
Even though you can't protect yourself, are you still considering other people's feelings?
"I'm not afraid of wolves."
The one-horned woman shook her head, turned around, and touched the wolf's messy head with her uninjured right hand under the wolf's cruel gaze.
Even the wild wolf that had entered a violent state was a little overwhelmed by the too gentle and stupid woman in front of him, and the closed wolf fangs could not help but loosen a little.
Except for inhuman bastards, no one would use malice to harm the flawless kindness in front of them.
"But it's hurting you!"
The wooden spear supported the girl as she continued to move forward. Although she didn't know why the wolves were so frightened by the strange, seemingly non-threatening woman in front of her, she could tell that the woman was not a bad person.
"It's just hungry, and Mount Targon belongs to me as well as to it."
Sensing a more threatening target, and seemingly finding a reason for himself, the wild wolf opened his mouth, threatened the girl twice, then turned and ran away.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, put down the wooden spear stuck to the flesh of her palm by the ice, and fell to the ground.
I don't know when, but I lost all feeling in my right foot, which was as numb as a piece of wood, and I also lost control of the purple-green area below my elbow.
Fortunately, my mouth is not frozen yet.
Staring at the overly conspicuous horn on the purple-skinned woman's head, the girl hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Are you, that..."
"Which one?"
Enduring the pain, the one-horned woman healed the dental cavity on her left arm and walked quickly towards the girl.
"Devil, I once heard that on Mount Titan..."
The girl's words were eventually interrupted when the one-horned woman raised her arms.
"If this continues, you won't be able to survive tonight, and I happen to know some magic to restore injuries. This requires the joint efforts of both of us."
Recalling the scene of the confrontation between the woman and the wild wolf, the girl hesitated and did not say anything.
The one-horned woman has encountered many humans who refused her treatment, and as a result she could only watch her life passing away before her eyes. Fortunately, the girl in front of her was not that kind of person.
Light green healing energy emerged from his hands. Every time the healing magic healed others, the crude magic in the world would corrode and sting his own hands and flesh, like a knife.
This is the flaw of mortals, just like their short lifespans like sparks and meteors, mortals always suffer from pain from birth to death.
Chewing and savoring the heartbreaking pain that belongs to mortals, the compassionate one-horned woman successfully regenerated the girl's necrotic flesh and blood, and the purple-green skin also returned to a dull brown color.
"Do you think I'm a demon?"
In the girl's eyes, the golden eyes of the one-horned purple-skinned woman shone brightly, like the first ray of rising sun that warmed the heart on the iceberg.
Looking down at her recovered arms, the girl remained silent and allowed the woman to put her hand on her calf again.
Seeing that the girl was unwilling to answer, the one-horned woman was not prepared to embarrass the other party. No matter whether it was a devil or a god, he would never have any positive or negative thoughts about the narrow views of mortals. Mortals are destined to be unable to see things in their short lives.
It is enough to be able to live safely and soundly in a small world.
“Why do you want to climb the main peak?”
Seemingly moved by the harmless temperament and behavior of the one-horned woman, the girl mustered up her courage and finally spoke again.
"Maybe for the family? I need to prove myself."
Holding the wooden spear again, the girl whispered.
"We are Rakkor people who live at the foot of the mountain. Unlike the Sun and Moon sects who serve the sun and moon, ordinary Rakkor people must become warriors if they want to prove their worth. Do you know warriors?
?He is someone who holds powerful weapons and is very capable of fighting."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Not noticing that the wooden spear became much lighter, the girl lowered her head in frustration and put down the wooden spear again.
"My mother is a powerful warrior, my father died gloriously on the battlefield against plunderers and bandits, killing thirteen people by one person, and I am a useless person who can't even lift a wooden spear.
Man is a coward."
“Can a coward climb such a high mountain in the cold night?”
The one-horned woman smiled.
Shaking her head, the girl ignored the dome tent belonging to the one-horned woman that was blocking her view, and looked towards the dark mountain road behind the dome tent.
That's the only way to climb to the top of the Holy Peak. Maybe that's why the one-horned devil...the one-horned woman pitched her tent here?
"As long as I reach the top of the mountain, I can combine with the stars in the sky, gain powerful strength, and no longer be reduced to a useless person. I can impress my mother and make my tribe proud..."
"But things will not be as you imagine. The reason you climb is to prove that you are not a coward, and if you cannot wholeheartedly embark on that path for yourself, the mountain will not recognize you, and you can only bury yourself.
On the way."
Knowing that at this moment, the star spirits in the star world are either studying their own philosophical attributes, or they are busy controlling the star dragons and engaging in endless wars against the dark creatures in the universe, they have no time to focus their arrogant and stubborn eyes on Mount Targon.
On a third of an acre of land, the one-horned woman chose to comfort the girl in her own way.
This life is still young and should not be buried here like this.
"Climbing the main peak today is not a good idea."
"Then what should I do……"
Instantly she understood the meaning of the one-horned woman. The girl understood that she was indeed not qualified to be recognized by the Holy Peak. Just giving up meant she had lost her way.
You can't just go down the mountain, right?
"The world is big and there are many roads to take. I can help you, provided you are willing to accept my help."
Pulling the girl up, the one-horned woman smiled and walked towards her yellow dome tent with a bonfire burning.
"The night is still long and it's cold outside. I just happened to boil water. This is the perfect night to sip tea in the tent. By the way, what's your name?"
