When I was excited, the first one to rush down from the boat and jump into the village, wanting to tell everyone the news of my recognition as the God of Illusionary Beasts for the first time, I suddenly froze. In front of me, a scene that I had never forgotten for a moment in my life appeared.

  Maguina's head was rolling on the ground, her big eyes were filled with anger, her mouth was wide open in pain, and her facial expression was so painful.

  Next to Grandma Marwa was the lower half of a young girl's body, still attached to her head, but... all her internal organs had spilled out and were scattered all over the ground.

  The girl's face was filled with pain, shame, and despair. Before she died, she must have been suffering from unbearable torture!

  Further in, the ground was covered with a thick layer of flesh and blood, and irregular bones protruded from the mud... What is this!

  Slowly lifting his head, on the small square that was not too big, a thick layer of bloody mud was spread out, with white bones mixed in, showing off their eerie appearance!

  On the ground, scattered and disorderly distributed were seventy or eighty white-skinned, half-naked female corpses. At this moment... all the dwarves in the village had vanished!

  Ah!

  A beast-like roar came out of my mouth. No matter what, I was just an 11-year-old kid. Although I had killed many magical beasts, but... a dead person! It was the first time I saw one!

  What's more... this time so many people died, with my wisdom, it was only an instant before I reacted and thought of everything that happened here, how could this be something that 11-year-old me can endure!

  From this moment on... I, who would later be known as the Evil God, underwent a severe personality distortion. From this day on... the negative personality of the Evil God finally began to awaken!

  All I saw was a sea of red, all flesh and blood, with the blue veins connected to the bones, scattered internal organs everywhere, the pungent smell of gore is something I will never forget in my life!

  Everything went black before my eyes, and I fainted again. Originally having lost too much blood, adding on the energy impact from being acknowledged by the Phantom Beast God, I couldn't withstand any more stimulation!

  Very soon... the other dwarves following behind me also saw everything, and they saw a hellish scene that was terrifying. Everyone involuntarily knelt down, and in the next moment... a shocking wail resounded throughout the entire dwarf village.

  Bukentana would never have thought that his actions this time not only failed to get what he wanted, but also brought him an absolute enemy that he could not afford to provoke - the evil god Lengmo!

  When I woke up again, I had collapsed. The smiling faces of the dwarves flashed before my eyes one by one. At this moment... I didn't cry. My heart was dead with grief. The tragic fate of the dwarves completely shattered my young mind.

  When I woke up, Nasa, who had been guarding my bed, moved. Three days ago, he was taken out of the shelter by the tribe leader and explained everything to him at that time!

  The patriarchal grandfather didn't say anything, he just silently walked to the fire phoenix statue in the center of the square, bowed respectfully, then jumped onto the stone pedestal where the fire phoenix stood and removed its eyes.

  That's right... This is a memory crystal, no matter what happened in the dwarf village, it will be recorded as it is. Now... this has become the best way to understand the tragic events that occurred in the dwarf village!

  Silently sitting on the bed, I didn't say a word, and Nasa just stared at me blankly, unable to utter a single word either. Having experienced such a tragic event, no one was in the mood to talk.

  Dong! Dong! Dong......

  The clan leader's gathering bell rang out, I silently got up from bed, grabbed the hundred-battle knife by the bedside without a word, and slowly walked towards the door. Nasa didn't say anything, lowering her head, tightly following behind me, slowly walking towards the small square.

  The square has become desolate, all the flesh and blood have been cleaned up. Since the corpses cannot be separated, the patriarch grandfather gathered all the corpses of the clan members together and buried them in the center of the square, under the feet of the Phoenix statue.

  Very soon... the remaining 88 children of the dwarf tribe, as well as the six elders and the tribal grandfather, all gathered in front of the huge mound. Everyone knew that inside this mound were buried the bodies of five or six hundred dwarves, who were their fathers, mothers, grandfathers, and grandmothers...

  The children in the square were all tearful, sadly looking at the huge mound of earth. For a moment, the entire square was filled with sobbing sounds, except for one person - me. I didn't cry... not a single tear fell.

  It's not that I'm not in pain, on the contrary, the suffering inside me has completely crushed me, and I don't have the strength to react anymore.

  Don't cry!

  The clan leader's grandfather let out a stern roar, but... although everyone was forbidden to cry, the clan leader's eyes were also moist.

  The patriarchal grandfather wiped his eyes with a heavy heart and said sorrowfully: "Our dwarf tribe, we are destined to suffer this disaster. Everyone should not be sad anymore. Heaven has not intended to exterminate our dwarf tribe, but has left us 88 fires. As long as everyone is united, our dwarf tribe will continue to exist!"

  No!

  A cold and emotionless voice rang out, and everyone involuntarily followed the sound to look over. In a corner of the crowd, Cold Mo was standing there!

  My eyes stared unblinkingly at the massive mound of earth, my mind replaying everything I saw that day - the crimson flesh, the bones with visible tendons, the pale half-body of the girl, Aunt Manya's enraged head. Everything was so real, as if it were all right in front of me. This is the sorrow of genius: once you've seen something, you can't forget it for a lifetime. The more you try to forget, the deeper it gets etched into your memory.

  "A life for a life, a debt repaid in full. They must pay the price for their actions! No one can commit such crimes and go unpunished!"

  The clan elder frowned and looked at the other dwarf children, everyone was indignant because of my words, no one could swallow this tone, really can't!

  The clan elder glared at me coldly and shouted, "Revenge! Do you think I don't want to? But... our dwarves have fallen to this point, where is the strength to take revenge? What can we use to take revenge? Must... must I sacrifice the last bit of dwarf blood just to appease my anger?"

  Gritting his teeth, the tribal elder said with a heavy heart: "As the tribal elder, my top priority is to ensure that the dwarves can survive indefinitely. I'm not unwilling to take revenge, but... do you know who created this tragedy?"

  I coldly closed my eyes, but the persistence in my heart did not decrease at all. I firmly said: "No matter who it is, even if he is a king of a country, even if he is a god who created the world, I will definitely make them pay the price!"

  The clan leader, Grandfather, looked at Leng Mo with a helpless gaze. For the tragic death of his clansmen, he felt more guilty than anyone else. If it weren't for the nearly hundred children who still needed him to lead them in order to survive, he would have gone to die and use death as an apology!

  Taking a deep breath, the tribal elder said with a heavy heart: "I know everyone wants revenge, but... no matter what, we can only talk about revenge after we survive!"

  The old patriarch paused for a moment before continuing, "This place has already been discovered by others, and the enemy may return at any time to kill us, so... we must leave immediately and find a new place to live."

  With a stern glance, the patriarchal grandfather said without allowing any refutation: "Now... you all immediately return to your own homes, bring everything that can be brought, we will set off at once! Leave this place!"

  For all children, Grandpa's words are sacred decrees that cannot be disobeyed. Whether they want to or not, they must listen and obey.

  All the dwarf children left the square one after another, walking towards their respective homes. As the chief watched the children's figures gradually disappear, he couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

  Suddenly... a cold voice came from behind: "Ancestor, can't we just let it go like this? Can't we just let the murderer get away with it?"

  The clan leader's grandfather suddenly turned his head back, astonished to find... Leng Mo hadn't left after all, but was staring at him with a blank expression, his eyes filled with a certain persistence!

  Helplessly closing his eyes, the tribal elder grandfather said: "Since you still insist, then fine, follow me... I'll show you something!"

  After finishing speaking, the tribe leader slowly turned his body and walked towards his own house. I didn't ask anything else and closely followed behind Tribe Leader Grandfather's back. No matter what, the murderer must pay the price! This is my persistence!

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