The bustling and lively valley was leveled in an instant, and not even a single dregs of the kobolds living in it were left. A huge crater appeared in its original location.
The crystals formed by melting at high temperatures are spread all over the bottom of the pit, shining with crystal luster in the sun, and golden arcs jumping on them. It looks really beautiful.
At the bottom of the pit, Muria, who had transformed into a human form, stood suspended in the air. After looking around, he frowned in thought.
"The direction is wrong, it's not here.
I used Troy's usual fallen hair as a medium and as a primer to carry out this teleportation. Normally, I should be able to teleport directly to the big cat. Now, I can't feel the big cat's breath.
In other words, there is a problem with the transmission.
Is it because of that hand?"
Muria recalled the plain white and slender palm when he shuttled through the dark space gap just now.
He looked weak and boneless, with little strength. Even when he touched the beam of teleportation light that enveloped him, Muria didn't feel anything strange.
"But..." Muria looked at the large crater hundreds of meters below her feet, "The slap changed my teleportation coordinates and caused me to teleport incorrectly, but it did not cause me any harm. Mother, was it you who took action again?
! Let me relax and find my partner, okay?"
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"Uncle Raymond, I now believe what you just said." Poor young Burton looked at his uncle with a pale face and a trembling voice.
"Hehe!" The middle-aged man, who had avoided falling into kobold excrement for the fifth time, laughed bitterly and looked at the young man with black hair and golden eyes suspended above the huge pit with sweat on his face.
"Uncle, what should we do now?" Young Burton looked at Muria in fear. Even if he was just a civilian with little knowledge, he knew that anyone who could fly in the sky would have to press him to death or kill another one.
There is no difference between an ant and a strong person.
"Look next to you."
Young Burton turned his head and saw that the kobolds who had been resisting him happily just now were all lying on the ground, their heads with two small horns pressed against the ground, as if they wanted to bury their heads in the soil.
The short bodies of the kobolds huddled together, shivering, and the extent of the fighting was very obvious, but even so, they still kept their kneeling posture toward the young-looking boy in the air.
This scene made the young man stunned. Although he did not feel the pressure of the strong from Muria, the bard said, but the performance of the kobold was the same as the scene when Muria appeared.
, making the young man unconsciously awe, and at the same time, a sense of fear spread in his heart.
"What are you doing standing still?" Uncle Raymond's deliberately low-pitched scolding came from the side, "Hurry up and assume the same posture as these kobolds. If you don't want to die, just do it."
"It hurts so much, Uncle Raymond, I can't let it go." The young man tried to move, but there was a heartbreaking pain in the wounds on the limbs that had been broken by the kobold.
"You have to do it even if you can't do it. Even if it hurts to death, you still have to kneel down. If such a strong person is angered and slaps him, his death will be in vain."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out of his throat word by word. He was struggling to kneel down like those kobolds. Even if his limbs were broken, he still had to kneel down, even if he did these actions.
When he was walking, the friction and pain of the broken bones made him want to shout and hiss, but he had to hold back.
Facing a strong man who can easily take his life, the weakest person's best choice is to kneel on the ground in the most humble posture, express his greatest respect, and pray that the strong man can spare him.
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After guessing that her mother had once again interfered with her, Muria was depressed for a while, and then she recovered and began to look at everything around her.
Low and sparse trees, dense bushes, the shockingly low concentration of elements, and the huge sinkhole that he smashed under his feet.
"Hmm!" Looking at the huge crater at his feet, Muria was lost in thought, "Did I hit anything when I came down?"
"Huh?" Muria glanced around and saw two humans struggling to squirm, as well as a dozen kobolds kneeling next to the humans. "Why are there still humans? Kobolds? What's going on?
Just in time to ask."
It's not that Muria's perception is incompetent, but that these humans and kobolds are too weak, so weak that even Muria's spiritual perception directly regards them as insects and ignores them.
Muria took a step forward, and under his feet, a small soul ring appeared. The green aura flickered slightly, and the breeze surrounded him. His figure instantly appeared in the sky above the two uncles and nephews. This was not teleportation, but the soul at that time.
One of the ways to use the ring.
In the eyes of uncle and nephew Raymond, Muria's ordinary behavior was unfathomable. In their eyes, Muria took one step forward and then appeared above them. The boy in front of them was not only too young.
Apart from his appearance, it fits their fantasy of a strong man.
"What are you doing?" Muria looked down at the greasy middle-aged man and young man who were struggling to squirm below, and asked expressionlessly in mainland Chinese, with an expressionless face.
"Sir, we want to kneel down and worship you, but our hands and feet are all broken, so it's a little difficult for us." Hearing Muria's question, the middle-aged man explained with an uneasy look on his face.
He didn't know what kind of person he was in front of, but there was no doubt that he was a big shot that he couldn't afford to mess with. So, he just had to express his humility desperately. There was no such thing as arrogance. This was not what he was like.
Plant things that little people should have.
"My hands and feet are broken!" Muria was stunned for a moment. Broken bones and other injuries are not considered injuries to a Titan. Even a young Titan can recover in minutes, so what's the point.
But the humans in front of them were humans. One didn't have even a trace of extraordinary power in his body, and the other had a pitifully thin fighting spirit in his body, which made his body stronger than ordinary people. Their bodies were both pitifully weak.
A first-level spell to repair minor injuries.
Muria stretched out his hand a little, and two magic lights fell on the two humans below who he initially thought were insects, repairing their fractures.
"This is a spell!" Raymond looked at the aura that enveloped him, with a look of disbelief on his face. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't know if this powerful being in front of him was a human being, and he was willing to treat them.
, it means they are safe, at least, their lives will not be in danger.
"What did I hit when I fell?"
"Sir, you leveled a kobold gathering place, and at least a thousand kobolds disappeared from this world." The middle-aged man said with awe.
"That's it." When Muria heard that he had killed thousands of kobolds, his face was indifferent, without any emotion. They were just a group of chaotic evil creatures. No matter how many people died, he would not have any mercy.
.
"You two," Muria looked at the dozen or so kobolds trembling under his feet, with a smile on his lips, "you two were captured by the kobolds and used as food reserves, right?"
"Your Majesty, you are wise." The middle-aged man Raymond chuckled, not paying much attention to the teasing tone in Muria's words, while the young man Burton beside him lowered his head in shame.
Being captured by the lowest level monster is a great shame in itself.
"Tell me, where is this place?" Muria doesn't have kobolds kneeling aside. This kind of low-level creature can kill a group of people accidentally. It's too cheap to take the initiative to kill. Therefore, Muria
Choose to ignore.
"Sir..." Just when the middle-aged man Raymond was about to answer Muria, the young man with black hair and golden eyes suddenly turned his head and stared at a low and dense bush with sharp eyes.
"He's here, then come out! Why are you hiding like a gopher!"