Chapter Sixteen: Overcoming Stars

  Xian Ni'er jumped down from the tree, gazing up at the sky and muttered: "Not right!"

  "What's wrong?" Sasori asked hastily.

  "The bird-like creatures flew in from that direction, it's been so long since then, they should have flown back by now, unless..."

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and there was only one possibility: those 50 or 60 human-faced eagles had all been killed! But then again, who possessed such formidable power?

  "Let's go and take a look." Han Jin said softly, still thinking about those human-faced eagles' magic crystals.

  "Wait a bit longer......" Sasori's face was full of hesitation. In fact, at this age, some humans are more terrifying than demons. Since the opponent has the ability to kill dozens of human-faced eagles, it would be easy for them to clean up.

  "The battle over there has long since ended." Xanier said slowly.

  "Are you sure?" Sasori asked.

  "My hearing has always been very good." Xanier seemed very confident.

  "Then go and take a look." Mo Xinkai said.

  Han Jin woke up Stillberg, and several people climbed to the top of the mountain in a line. It was noon now, and the sunlight poured down from above, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere of the dense forest, so everyone's speed was much faster than last night.

  It took them about half an hour to climb to the top of the mountain. Looking down, they could clearly see that there were some abnormalities in the middle of the mountain. The lush forest had several patches of white, which would only appear if trees were cut down in large numbers.

  Although they had mentally prepared themselves, the gruesome battlefield still shocked Han Jin and his companions. Everywhere was stained with blood, there were corpses of human-faced eagles and humans, and most of the bodies were incomplete, with limbs, flesh, and even internal organs scattered all over the ground like sand and stones, giving them a strong visual impact.

  At this time, their psychological quality can be seen. Han Jin and Xian Ni'er are the calmest, Sasou's face is unbearable, Mo Xinke tightly grips the hilt of his sword, looking a bit tense, while Stilberg keeps shaking his head, even his lips keep trembling non-stop. He has never seen such a bloody scene before, it's already not bad that he didn't faint.

  Xian Ni Er, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and carefully observed a deep crack on the ground that was about one foot deep and ten feet long with very smooth edges. She lowered her voice and said: "At least one of them is a high-ranking fighter!"

  Moshenke walked over, waiting for him to see the crack clearly, and also nodded slowly. The difference between a swordsman and a fighter lies in the fact that the latter has mastered fighting skills, and the power of fighting skills requires the materialization of fighting energy as a basis to exert its effect, such as the sword's edge, or the protective fighting energy that can provide strong defense, are all symbols of materialized fighting energy. To leave such a crack on the ground, one can only rely on releasing the sword's edge, at least Moshenke is absolutely unable to do so.

  "Over here." Sasori beckoned with his hand, having discovered a blood trail; it seemed those people had fought their way out in this direction.

  The crowd moved forward along the blood road, searching. Xanier's eyes were slightly dazed, her temples bulging as if hiding something under her golden hair, but unfortunately no one noticed her at this time.

  The front was piled up with the corpses of human-faced eagles, and it was almost impossible to see humans. It was clear that the weak among humans had been wiped out in the initial melee, and only the strong remained.

  Turning right, the blood road had reached its end. A giant stone over two meters high blocked the way forward. On this small flat area of only a few dozen square meters, there were more than ten corpses of human-faced eagles, as well as several humans lying in pools of blood.

  Among them, two human corpses had been smashed beyond recognition. Under the giant stone, a tall figure was leaning diagonally, his soft armor still intact, and a terrifying giant axe lay powerlessly on the ground, but the upper half of his head had disappeared. The chaotic flesh, shattered bones, and fresh blood stained the giant stone, forming an unbearable picture. Another person lay about 15 or 16 meters in front of the giant stone, with wounds all over his body. What was most shocking was that a giant human-faced eagle was crawling in front of him, its sharp beak deeply piercing his chest. The man's left hand tightly grasped the eagle's neck, and his right hand's sword remained lodged in the eagle's body, as if they had perished together.

  "He's not dead yet!" Xian Ni'er exclaimed softly, hurrying forward with quick steps.

  Perhaps it was the sound of a human voice that made the warrior, who had been on the verge of collapse with the man-faced eagle, struggle to open his eyes. As he saw the figure in front of him, he suddenly became invigorated. Mo Xingke hastily pressed down on his shoulder: "Don't move around, your injuries are severe!"

  It's no longer a matter of whether it's heavy or not, the warrior's chest was almost pierced through, and even the faintly beating heart could be seen, even if the Pope were here, there would be no power to bring him back.

  The warrior opened his mouth to say something, but was choked by a large amount of blood spouting out. Finally, he managed to lift his left hand and pointed at the holster on his waist.

  Moxinke understood his meaning, reached into the warrior's bag and pulled out everything inside. Except for a few pieces of fire and earth attribute magic crystals, there was also an extremely old sheepskin book. Moxinke's pupils suddenly contracted, he saw that on the left side of the sheepskin book were written two words: Douji, and on the right side were two more words: Xinghe.

  The warrior then laboriously moved his left hand, pointing to the massive boulder, and then he grabbed Mo Xingke's collar with one hand, staring at Mo Xingke, his eyes filled with pleading, that unwillingness, that depth of letting go like a sea, making Han Jin and several other strangers feel heavy in their hearts.

  "Ah……" The warrior finally spat out a meaningless word, which became his last words. A blood arrow shot out of his mouth and hit Mo Xun's face. His eyes gradually dimmed, but his hand still tightly grasped Mo Xun's collar.

  "Douji Star River, Mo Xin Ke, looks like your luck is extremely good." Xian Ni Er said calmly.

  Mo Xinkem suddenly lifted his head, glaring at Xian Ni'er. His mood was extremely bad now. All the tragic events were triggered by him. If he hadn't attacked those two human-faced eagles, nothing would have happened. Although those people didn't know the cause and effect, he knew, which was enough. People couldn't deceive themselves. His heart was filled with guilt. The originally normal conversation now felt like a needle piercing his heart.

  "There's someone behind the boulder." Han Jin said in a low voice, his gaze swept over the headless corpse, suddenly lit up, and then returned to calm.

  Mo Xinkai was taken aback, quickly stood up, and strode towards the giant boulder. Indeed, from the gap between the boulder and the mountain wall, it was dark behind, definitely a cave.

  Mo Xinke first dragged the headless corpse to one side, then turned to the side of the giant stone, his hands propped against the stone, his body already emitting a fierce aura: "Open!!"

  As Mo Xinke let out a loud roar, the boulder began to shake and its shaking amplitude grew larger and larger. Finally, with a loud crash, it rolled over and smashed into a thick oak tree as wide as a bowl, revealing an opening more than one meter high on the mountain wall.

  Moxinke bent down and crawled into the cave. After a moment, his urgent cries echoed from inside: "Raphael, come quickly! Come in!"

  Han Jin rushed in immediately, and with the sunlight outside, he vaguely saw a woman lying quietly on the ground. Then he quickly understood why Mo Xinkai was anxious to call him in. This woman he recognized, it was Miss Gui Li who had been mentioned by Mo Xinkai many times over the past few days.

  Han Jin couldn't help but smile wryly, and he exchanged a glance with Mo Xinkai. He had helped Miss Gui Li once before, which resulted in her losing a house servant. Today, Mo Xinkai had only snatched a single lizard, yet it led to this outcome. Was it that Miss Gui Li was plagued by bad luck this year, or were he and Mo Xinkai destined to be her nemesis?

  Xian Ni'er also crawled in from outside: "What's wrong with you?"

  "We... we know her." Han Jin stuttered a bit.

  Xian Niel bent down and first touched Jiali's neck, then lifted up her eyelids: "She was knocked unconscious."

  "You take her out first, then talk," said Han Jin.

  "Such a good thing also needs to be entrusted to others?" Xanier smiled slightly.

  "I'm not in the mood for jokes." Han Jin's face turned cold, his mental age was quite mature and could withstand a considerable amount of negative emotions, but Mo Xinkuo couldn't, he had enough reason to worry that if Xian Ni'er made another joke, Mo Xinkuo might turn hostile, and who knows, maybe even start a fierce fight with Xian Ni'er.

  Xian Ni'er fell silent for a moment, then bent down and picked up Qiu Li: "Sorry, but... things have already happened, let's think about how to make the best of it now." After speaking, Xian Ni'er walked out of the cave with her waist bent.

  Back in the sunlight, Han Jin suddenly felt that the sunlight was a bit dazzling: "Let's change places, I'm afraid she'll wake up later... can't bear it."

  "You're very careful." Xian Ni'er nodded.

  "What's going on?" Sasori approached, noticing Han Jin's unusual mood and Mochizuki's face had turned iron pale.

  "What? Isn't this Miss Kiri?" Stilberg exclaimed.

  Sasuke's eyes widened, and then he looked surprised. He wasn't stupid, and he immediately realized that this surviving woman was the very Kirei that Han Jin had mentioned before, and she was likely a friend of both Han Jin and Mochizuki. His expression turned ugly as well. Just a short while ago, he and Han Jin had opposed coming to provide support. If they had arrived in time and lent a helping hand, perhaps things wouldn't have developed so badly.