The bloody moonlight illuminates the endless wilderness.

The winding Silver Moon River runs through it, originating from the towering mountains in the north, flowing through the frozen soil wasteland, passing through the dark forest, and moistening the surrounding millions of square kilometers of plains.

Finally, it slowly flows into the sea with its unique gentleness and suppleness.

The subtle chirping of insects came from the wind. Looking at the familiar villages in the distance and listening to the gurgling water, Lyon felt as if he was in another world.

"Finally home!"

After warily looking at the swaying grass to confirm that there was no aberrant monster hidden inside, Old John looked away, patted his shoulder, and asked curiously:

"Is the salted fish in Haiwan Village really as delicious as you say?"

As soon as salted fish was mentioned, Leon raised his head proudly, pointed to the endless plain to the east, and replied proudly:

"Our Haiwan Village is close to the sea. The salted fish we make is famous far and wide. It is fragrant and tastes good. One fish can be sold for 5 silver coins..."

"It's just that there are too many fish people, which is too troublesome. Our village can only go there twice a year, and we can't bring back too much each time..."

Salted fish can be sold for money, and there are many fishmen!

Old John silently wrote down this information.

Although he, Butler Ralph, will definitely know the small bay village from top to bottom, inside and out, his attitude is another matter.

When asking for help from others, it is inevitable to be humble.

Looking away from the two of them, Butler Ralph looked at Yaya who had returned to his previous appearance, and lowered his head silently.

Such a special young dragon was completely different from the information he had learned.

As we all know, the more special the appearance and ability are, the greater the potential for development.

"Is this the lord's plan? Or is it the arrangement of the mysterious lady?"

This thought was just a thought, but it was quickly buried deep in Butler Ralph's heart. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his daughter's devoted appearance, and whispered to Matthew:

"We're here. I'll arrange for Old John to investigate the situation first."

Matthew did not take the initiative and approved of the arrangements made by Butler Ralph, who had already proven his ability.

But at this moment, a shrill roar came.

The red figure, which was more than three meters tall, roared and rushed over under the illumination of the moonlight.

Its whole body was covered in burning flames, but it was not burned to death like the aberrant murloc, but instead it was alive and well.

Tentacles stained with flames stretched out from behind, dancing in the air, causing ripples of the aftermath of the flames.

"Abnormal troll, elite, challenge level 12! Infected!"

The simple message made Matthew squint his eyes.

He never expected that aberrant trolls would appear in Bay Village. This strange species was rarely seen even in previous lives.

The Scarlet Moon can infect many lives and cause physical distortion, but even 20 years later, it will be difficult to infect high-level and above life forms just with the initial influence of the Scarlet Moon.

Before he could get any more information, Matthew suddenly saw a flexible figure in front of this elite troll, fleeing quickly.

However, elite trolls are faster.

Especially under the continuous illumination of the scarlet moon, its degree of distortion is rapidly deepening, and its original reason is rapidly disappearing, replaced by the continuous improvement of physical strength.

The elite troll swung a thick black wooden stick and almost hit the figure several times.

Matthew could see that petite figure, too much physical exertion, and he could no longer hold on.

"Leon, come back quickly!"

Old John's familiar voice came, and Matthew saw Leon rushing towards him at great speed, and slightly touched the staff in his hand.

"Huh...huh..."

My lungs were burning and painful, and every breath felt like a hot knife was stabbing inside.

Pain was also felt in her legs, and the sequelae of excessive exertion began to appear, gradually slowing down her dodge speed.

There was a little bit of regret in Rebecca's eyes. Even if this terrifying monster was led out of the village, as long as the scarlet moon is not over, he will enter the village again.

Not just tonight, it may also be the case in the future...

Feeling the heavy sound of breaking the air behind her, Rebecca's originally erratic gaze became firm again, and she pounced forward with all her strength, rolling deftly.

As long as she still has breath, she must take this monster away from the village as much as possible.

Snap!

The slippery mud puddle made her feet feel weak for a while. Unable to control her strength, she fell into the grass. The sharp grass saw cut the mask on her cheek, cutting a bright red wound, but it hurt a little.

Nothing compared to her inner frustration.

Rebecca turned her head, just in time to see the elite troll, whose body was completely charred, roaring and rushing over. More than 10 tentacled palms jumped out of the wounds on its back, aiming at her and grabbing hard.

"No, even if you die, you can't become such a monster!"

A trace of determination flashed in her blue eyes. Rebecca gripped the dagger tightly, glanced in the direction of the village, and said her final farewell.

"Goodbye..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The splashing air exploded suddenly, mixed with the stench of burning, and the big hand that was close at hand suddenly retreated.

"Rebecca, how are you? Are you injured?"

A palm grabbed Rebecca's shoulder and pulled her back violently. A familiar voice reached her ears, making her eyes filled with tears.

Brother Leon’s voice!

Rebecca, who had escaped with her life, quickly shook her head, and suddenly noticed something again, and the smile on her face suddenly turned bitter.

The scarlet moonlight is equally deadly, she has been contaminated!

"Even so, we must take this monster with us!"

Before Rebecca could rekindle her fighting spirit, a blue light flashed in front of her eyes, and the black hair on her temples hit the chest of the charging troll with a "swish", turning its original flesh and blood to pieces.

His chest was torn open with fist-sized holes.

"This..."

Leon, who had become much wiser, quickly pulled his sister who was in a daze and quickly retreated.

He has noticed that the cuffs and trouser legs of the old girl have been torn, and they must have been exposed to the scarlet moon, so they must be purified as soon as possible, and he did not forget to comfort him:

"Our new lord is here. I'm working for him now. He has a purification potion. I'll help you get a bottle. Let's go quickly!"

"Roar...!"

Roars with a fishy smell echoed in the open wilderness, and the elite trolls chased Leon and Rebecca. The wounds on their chests were healing rapidly, and their twisted and rolled tentacles kept swinging, making crackling sounds.

This horrifying and twisted image will give normal people nightmares after just one look at it!

"Fuel ready, throw!"

A crisp and decisive sound spread, and then there was the sound of the earthen jar breaking, and dark fuel spread out behind Leon and Rebecca.

The elite troll who lost his mind plunged into it, raising the wooden stick high and aiming to chop it down on Leon's head!

Boom!

The rising fire set off a violent shock wave, instantly engulfing the elite troll.

The burning fire snake burns the rolling and pulsing tentacles into coke.

Its vitality is extremely tenacious. After the surface is burnt, it will continue to recover, break and fall into the fuel, and it will struggle crazily and beat continuously until it is burned to ashes!

More than 10 arrows flew away, mainly aimed at the head of the torch-like troll.

Most of them were swept away by the wooden sticks it swung randomly, and some of them were not lethal enough. They penetrated into the troll's skin, but failed to cause fatal damage to it.

Mathew stood up suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lyon, who was still surviving the disaster. He raised his staff and pointed at the troll not far away.
Chapter completed!