The unknown always keeps him curious and expecting the future.

[Host, are you sure to use the random hero card*1?]

【Sure!】

In an instant, the crimson purple card was annihilated at the fingertips.

Immediately, a crimson purple glow filled Modrian's pupils, slowly forming a dark purple card with a strange style.

Strange, this style.

Then a pleasant sound faintly echoed in my ears!

[Balanced, in between all things!]

................

The sun sets, and the extra red dusk glow spreads from the plains, dyeing the white clouds into blood, dyeing the hills into blood, and dyeing the Fortress of Forsbairo red.

In the quiet atmosphere, the breeze blew gently, accompanied by the whimpering of jackdaws, blew up some dust and odors.

The fortress walls and once brightly lit guardhouses have long disappeared.

Under the half-destroyed walls, dry corpses and broken armor were buried, and on the top of the independent guardhouse, red flags flying high stood.

The most eye-catching thing is that two broken heads were hung on it, and the flesh and blood had long been swallowed up by the jackdaws.

"Why? Why? Why should we be treated like this!"

In a corner of the city wall, a young man in broken clothes looked at the head of the flag and murmured to himself.

Infinite sadness lingers in the dead face, without any breath, as if it is abandoned by the world, only the hatred deep in his eyes is supporting him.

"Master Crabs, we should leave here, or wait for the patrol lizard soldiers to find our peeping." An old man, also wearing gray muddy clothes, said silently.

The old man looked at the red flag flying high, which was stained with the blood of all the defenders of Fortress Bayero.

The two shattered heads belong to: Earl Nikita and Administrator Opa respectively.

These two are heroes who have been resisting the Lizardman invasion until their death!

The young man, known as Crabbes, stood up silently and left, the only surviving descendant of Count Nikita and his youngest child.

Fort Fort Fort Fort, a year ago, was the most important fortress in the northwest defense line of the Blackwood Province, now it has become a dead place.

Broken and dried corpses can be seen everywhere in the collapsed houses and streets; the wide streets are covered with neatly corpses of civilians who fell to the ground, which were left after the massacre.

There were even some bare bodies exposed to dusk, with their extremely distorted faces telling the pain of their lifetime.

The entire fortress was filled with fishy smell, making the air extremely unpleasant.

But there are still many surviving humans living here, and they play hide-and-seek with the small-scale lizardmen stationed here.

If the results are good and fail, the exposed corpses are the best proof.

Yes, after the Fortress of Forsbairo was destroyed, the Coker tribe of the Beshilik Kingdom had left after only two months of guarding, leaving small-scale lizard soldiers and wolves soldiers stationed here.

The failure of hide-and-seek games is mostly caused by the wolves soldiers because of their sensitive sense of smell.

Gulu! Gulu!

As Crabs advanced, some gravel fell, and they were frightened by the two of them at this moment. Then they looked at each other and continued to move forward carefully.

Until a ruined building ruin, Krabs and the old housekeeper sneaked into it, disappeared into the underground secret room of the Naku family, and then saw many surviving elite soldiers and ordinary civilians.

Everyone here has a dead look on their faces, relying on mechanical movements to survive, fulfilling their physical instincts and their fear of death.

However, after they met Krabs, they would salute respectfully. They knew that they could survive because of the young master of the Naku family and the food stored by the Naku family.

The underground secret room, the innermost simple room.

Crabs took off his broken clothes and washed his face, revealing a tender but strong face. His exposed upper body had some pink scars, which were obtained from fighting with the Gnolls.

He is an extraordinary knight, the youngest knight in the Naku family. He has grown a lot during this year and has also understood some simple truths.

No matter how strong a person is, he will not help people who are desperate.

Maybe legend is possible, but he knows his limits and is almost impossible to embark on the road to legend.

"Uncle Marshall, do you think we still have hope?" Crabbes stopped and said suddenly.

The gray-haired old man was slightly stunned, and then his wrinkled face tried his best to show a gentle and friendly smile: "Believe in yourself, Master Crabs."

"You will definitely recreate the glory of the Naku family!"

"But I no longer believe in myself!" Crabbes turned around and looked at the old man in front of him, his face pale.

After seeing the head of his dearest father and uncle today, he suddenly felt a little enlightened in his heart.

Recalling the trip to Limontanelu that he had finally obtained a month ago, he completely understood many things he had never understood.

“What happened to us in Limontanlu?”

"This sad country has abandoned the Naku family, abandoned hundreds of thousands of people, and abandoned the Black Wood Province."

"Haha, even thousands of lizard soldiers and wolves soldiers dare not provoke them!"

"It's really a group of dirty nobles. I hate them, I hate this country, I hate everything in this world!"

Marshall was slightly silent, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his muddy eyes. He looked at the hysterical Crabs in front of him, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Perhaps even he himself didn't know that his once hot heart and passionate blood had already become cold and stiff!

"They should come, those damn scum and beasts!" Crabbes pulled out a dagger from his waist and slowly walked towards the gray-haired old man, this beloved uncle.

"Who are they?" Marshall responded unconsciously, and then he seemed to remember something.

He widened his eyes and looked at Krabs, who had become extremely strange in front of him, opened his mouth gently, but didn't know what to say.

"Those Gnoll soldiers and lizard soldiers!"

"Today is my day to pay homage to my father, and it is also a day to destroy our indifferent world!" Crabs said coldly.

"I left some smell on the way back, the smell of human blood!"

"But what should those people outside do?" Marshall said dryly, thinking of the hundreds of humans living outside.

"Ha, why do those who have long lost their meaning in life continue to live?"

“Isn’t liberation the best destination?”

"Listen, the sound of killing outside is so beautiful and intoxicating!"

I don’t know when, there were crazy killing sounds, harsh begging for mercy, and some liberation fights sounded in this underground secret room of the Naku family.

Puchi!

The sharp dagger stabbed into Marshall's heart, and Crabs's face was full of twists and hatred was densely covered in his eyes.

"Let's sink into the darkness together, Uncle Marshall!"

"Cough.....Cough...." Marshall did not dodge. With his strength, he could easily dodge the attack, but he did not.

Looking at Crabs in front of him, a gentle look appeared in his muddy eyes, the child he brought to his old age.

Maybe, it’s really a relief!

The consciousness dissipated, Marshall did not resist and allowed Crabbes to take his last life away.

No matter what he would do with his body, it was all for the Naku family, just like having left the battlefield that should have died and escaped with Crabs.

It's finally over!

Tick! Tick! Tick!

The overflowing blood gradually dyed the whole room red, connecting it with the outside environment with some strange patterns on the ground.

No one can escape the secret room!

Oh, the only way to live is in this simple room.

But Crabs didn't think about leaving. He gently put Marshall's body down and placed it in the center of the room.

Then he half-kneeled and used a dagger to dig out the heart of the Great Knight.

The fresh breath formed some connection with the killing outside, and a faint black mist suddenly appeared in the room and gradually spread.

"I, Krabesnaku, sacrificed to the darkness with the blood of the Naku family and the heart of the Great Knight, believe in the darkness, and willing to give everything to the darkness."

Crabbes held the dagger in his hand tightly, staring at the surging black mist with dark eyes.

The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer hit his heart, and the smell of rust filled his nostrils.

He knew that it was time for the finale.

Puff!

The dagger stained with Marshall's blood stabbed into his heart, and then Crabbes gritted his teeth and pulled the blood of his heart with his left hand, touching the faint mist.

Suddenly, the mist in the room was filled with magnificent and invisible strange energy, which made Crabs' body and soul moan overwhelmed at this moment.

"Dark will eventually come to the world!"

"The plague will destroy everything!"
Chapter completed!