In the small hut of the tribal elder, I was kneeling on the ground with a cold sweat all over my body, trembling violently. Just now... the tribal elder showed me the images released from the memory stone, the massacre in the dwarf village, replaying before my eyes.

  I absolutely cannot believe that there are such cruel people in this world. They're not human, they're demons, and even more evil than demons!

  I didn't kneel down because I was scared, nor did I sweat all over. I knelt down for the dwarves who sacrificed themselves. I couldn't stand and watch them being killed one by one while I couldn't do anything about it. As for the sweat, it's a result of the fire of revenge burning in my heart.

  After seeing the whole scene, I finally knew where all that flesh and blood came from, I finally knew why Marwa was so angry, and I finally knew what happened to those dozens of half-bodied **** girls' corpses. My soul was once again irreparably damaged.

  Leng Mo slowly got up from the ground, and to the patriarch's surprise, Leng Mo's eyes were so empty, without a hint of anger, like a living dead man!

  Leng Mo's voice rose up eerily: "No matter who he is, no matter how formidable he is, I, Leng Mo, will absolutely not let them off, absolutely not!"

  As he spoke, Leng Mo's body stiffened and moved mechanically, swaying his stiff body as he walked out like a zombie. From this moment on, the old Leng Mo was dead, and the evil god Leng Mo had quietly been born in this strange world!

  The next morning, the remaining 88 dwarf children and the six clan elders, including Grandpa Tribal, left this village where they had lived for thousands of years, heading to a distant place.

  At noon, we arrived at the edge of a pond in the middle of the grassland. When I saw the traces of the enemy's camp here, my eyes suddenly turned blood red, and my heart was filled with a strong desire to kill. I wished I could chase after those scoundrels right now and slaughter them one by one.

  But... my rational mind tells me that even the weakest among them is far stronger than I am now. According to Patriarch's judgment, there are four light mages, four swordsmen, one great swordsman, and two earth knights among them. With such strength, even if there were 80,000 dwarves, it would be of no use at all.

  Among them, even the weakest one has probably reached the level of a great swordsman. Now I am absolutely not their match, but... will my fire of revenge be extinguished? Will it?

  Frenziedly drawing out the Hundred Battle Blade, I frenziedly chopped at the rocks by the shore. Amidst the flying shattered stones, my anger still burned fiercely!

  Finally... I'm exhausted, and with a thud, I sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the water buffalo by the pond. I don't know... I really don't know what to do next!

  The patriarchal grandfather walked to my side with a painful expression, let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "Child, don't be too hard on yourself. Some things, if you can't think them through, then don't think about them. In any case, as my disciple, you must go with me and do your best to pass down the dwarves' ancestral incense!"

  I looked at the tribal elder in a daze and muttered: "Survival! To survive? But... does it have any meaning? Is there any significance to surviving like this?"

  As I muttered to myself, a bolt of clarity seemed to flash through my mind, and everything became clear in an instant. Yes... living like this is utterly meaningless!

  Well then... I'd rather die than let them get away with it, slowly standing up, I've really come to a realization, I absolutely won't live like this anymore, I'll make them pay, from now on... the purpose of my existence is to punish all sinners!

  As soon as I came to my senses, my mind quickly regained its former clarity and genius-level judgment. After a quick analysis of the current situation, I knew...the most important thing was to find a place for the dwarves to survive and thrive.

  Looking at the patriarch's white beard, which had turned completely white in just a few days, I knew... The one who bore the greatest pressure for the entire clan was probably the patriarch, but... He never showed it, and silently planned everything for everyone.

  Alas...

  With a soft sigh, I calmly asked the clan elder, "Clan Elder, what's our next destination? How much farther is it from here?"

  The clan elder's grandfather let out a helpless bitter laugh and said sorrowfully, "If... if we had a few more warriors who reached the level of primary warrior, we could quickly head to the dwarven preparatory territory that we have already prepared."

  He shook his head, and the tribe leader said helplessly: "But... now with you, there are only eight intermediate or higher warriors in total. The others have only 43 novice warriors who just passed the test, and the other girls don't even have the ability to protect themselves. If they were attacked by a demon beast, the consequences would be unthinkable!"

  I narrowed my eyes, and my brain quickly spun into action. Indeed... with our current situation, never mind encountering other magical beasts, even if we encountered a group of wind goats, I'm afraid we would suffer heavy casualties. In our current state, it's simply impossible to travel far!

  But... if they get too close, this place is too dangerous. When they can't open that dwarven treasure book no matter what, they'll definitely come back. When they see that huge tomb, they'll probably guess that there are still dwarves alive. So... they'll inevitably start searching the surrounding area. In that case, it's not just hiding close by, even if we hide far away, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape their search!

  Suddenly... a flash of inspiration struck me, and I remembered the cave where the Wan Jie Huo Dan was located. That place... is absolutely the best place to survive at present. The entrance is hidden and difficult to find, and... the terrain is treacherous. As long as some arrangements are made and some mechanisms are set up, even if many people come, they may not be able to break in.

  At this thought, I suddenly stood up and excitedly said: "Ancestor grandfather, I think...I know a perfect place, where will be our best shelter, and... absolutely safe!"

  Stunned, the tribal elder looked at me with a face full of disbelief. The dwarves had spent countless generations searching for a suitable place to live, but Kolmogorov had only been here for a year and yet he had also found one, right nearby. How was this possible?!

  I quickly gathered everyone and led them towards the clearing in the woods. When I arrived at the rocky outcropping, the tribal elder suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone from advancing, looking at me with a terrified expression, trembling as he said: "Heaven! Heaven... you wouldn't... you wouldn't be thinking of taking everyone in there, would you?!"

  I nodded hesitantly and said, "Yes... our goal is on the small hill in the forest ahead, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

  "Absolutely not! You can't go in there... That's the Silver Wolf's territory, and once you enter, you'll be attacked. Not to mention us, very few people can come out alive from there. Don't you know? This is a forbidden land of the Dwarf tribe, strictly prohibited from entering!"

  Perplexed, he scratched his head. Silver wolf? Were they referring to that giant silver wolf? I didn't look very intimidating either, and yet they wanted me to provide food for him to eat. If it weren't for me digging out the snake gallbladder to save him, he would have probably died already.

  I didn't know that the Silver Wolf I saw was at its weakest after giving birth. A Silver Wolf's strength will decrease by half immediately after childbirth, especially after fighting with the Red Fire Python and being poisoned, its strength has been greatly reduced, making it no different from an ordinary giant wolf, which is why I thought it was ordinary.

  If it were the Silver Wolf in its heyday, that would be the number one existence among the top ten ferocious beasts on the continent. No one dared to challenge the Silver Wolf, because as soon as he let out a long and melodious howl of the wolf king, all wolves within a hundred miles would respond to the call. The most exaggerated time was that in just one hour, it mobilized tens of thousands of giant wolves, which could simply wipe out an army.

  This is not the most terrifying aspect of Silver Wolf, what's truly frightening is its own strength. Perhaps... experts are not afraid of the giant wolves it summons, but... Silver Wolf's own strength has already approached that of a Great Swordsman, which is absolutely beyond human capabilities to contend with. The most troublesome thing is that, in addition to possessing the strength of a Great Swordsman, it also possesses magical attack abilities as a Magic Guide. Except for the Sword Saint and a few top-tier Mages, anyone else who comes will be sending themselves to their deaths.

  Looking at the puzzled tribal elder grandfather... I'll let everyone wait here, I don't believe it, I've lived here for several months, how come I haven't seen such a perverted guy from the tribal elder's mouth, for the fate of the dwarf tribe, I'll go explore the way first!

  The patriarchal grandfather wanted to stop me, but immediately put down his hand. This may be the last hope of the dwarf tribe. As a disciple of the patriarch, he should indeed go and explore the way. He is indeed worthy of his careful teaching.