This is……

where……

In a trance, the sound of running water echoed in Fick's ears.

He tried hard to open his eyes, trying to identify everything around him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see through everything in this world.

Because this world is completely dark, without light, without shadow, and only darkness.

The sound of flowing water in the dark seems to be a signal that time is still passing in this world.

The light disappeared, and even the shadow behind him disappeared in the endless darkness. Fick shouted and ran, but could not find anything in the dark that could break all this.

In the world after the light and shadow disappear, only the connection is left to form a darkness, allowing everything to sink into it.

The sleepiness gradually came, urging him to fall asleep as soon as possible and integrate with this dark world.

Fick's consciousness continued to dissipate and was about to sink into endless darkness, but Fick still insisted on resisting stubbornly, preventing his consciousness from dissipating, because a voice still lingers in his consciousness, reminding the unfinished ideal...

Drowsy...

Trance...

Everything will sleep in eternal silence...

Suddenly, at this moment, a fire flashed in front of Fick's eyes!

This fleeting flame, like the instant fireworks blooming in the sky, illuminating the road in front of you in an instant!

The hot and boiling feeling flowed in his body again, bringing him back to that era...

Like sublimation, Fick's consciousness instantly ignited, breaking free from the endless quagmire darkness!

His heart ignited new hope like rebirth!

There will definitely be...

There will definitely be!

A new road, a new hope, is right in front of you, right under your feet!

Faced with the flashing flames, Fic excitedly ran forward...

...

"Hiss-Ha!"

The cold and bone-black chill mixed with the chaotic stinging pain in the lungs made Fick feel the real touch instantly after opening his eyes.

This strong sense brings Fick back to reality again.

"Fick...Fick! You're finally awake!"

Before Fick could recover, Digo's extremely anxious shouts rang out in his ears.

Amid Digo's anxious shouts, Fick suddenly looked forward and saw a man covered in blood fighting fiercely with several dog-headed men.

The blood that kept flowing on his body was like a burning raging fire, shining brightly in Fick's eyes, blooming with the light and heat that ignite the soul.

Although one fights against many people, even though they are at a disadvantage, the opponent is still burning with a spirit of indomitable progress, without any despair.

This is the enlightened person who abandons everything and burns unswervingly at the last moment!

It is precisely because of this spirit of explosion that the other party broke through the limit and gained power beyond imagination.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fick suddenly realized that it was the other party's burning spirit that ignited the road in front of him in the darkness and awakened it again.

Thinking back to the burning red sun... Fick's eyes were filled with tears. He understood that everything had not been lost yet, and that hot, selfless, burning thing that gave people warmth and strength was still in this world, in their hearts!

In an instant, a strange warm current flowed through Fick's body, making him feel that something seemed to have entered his body through his words and deeds.

Looking at the people lying in the pool of blood, Fick took a deep breath and his broken body stood up again, like a flag fluttering in the wind!

"What?! You...you are not dead yet!"

Seeing Fick stand up silently, an incredible look of horror appeared in Daosk's eyes.

Its body trembled with deep fear. It had known that this guy was definitely not a simple creature as a human, but he did not expect that his chest would be like that. After fighting the higher Holy Scale Clan, he could still stand up again.

Such terrible creatures are not something that these kobolds can fight against.

After understanding the status quo, Daosk immediately roared hysterically without any hesitation.

"Run! This guy is not dead yet, run!"

Soon, all the dog-headed men who besieged Riest immediately scattered, followed Daosk, who had been cut off, and fled quickly and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Although they became vassals of the Holy Scale Clan, they were not loyal machines that were loyal to the end.

On the contrary, they are very cunning and will make wise decisions that will benefit them when the situation is wrong.

After judging the situation that it was difficult to defeat the opponent, Daosk fled the fort without hesitation with his men.

However, they did not choose to escape to the wilderness and become bandits, but ran towards the Holy Scale Empire.

Although everything that happened before gave Daosk a great shock and caused its originally stable conception of the world to shake, this did not shake the supreme position of the Holy Scale Empire in its heart.

As a behemoth on the Hemisia continent, the Holy Scale Empire is one of the few powerful overlords among the many top racial countries that compete for hegemony in the world.

There are very few empires that can compete with it head-on. Although the power of its original owner, Srevmaster, was defeated by these humans and unidentified relics robbers, the Holy Scale Empire would never have any changes due to this small situation.

Resigning to the Holy Scale Empire is definitely the most promising path in the world.

Everything that happened here is also an opportunity for Dawsk.

After becoming the official vassal race of the Holy Scale Empire, if you want to officially join the Holy Scale Empire, it is not enough to have this insignificant bloodline.

You must contribute enough value to make those top creatures value themselves.

The abnormal situation here and the information of Srevmaster's destruction are the bargaining chips in Daosk's hands.

Full of expectations for the future, Daosk led his men to rush towards the Holy Scale Empire...

In front of the fortress, Wright sucked the air deeply, and the smell of the fishy and sweet human scent stimulated his brain. He slowly sat up from the ground and looked around him, looking around him in a trance, as if he was reborn.

After experiencing the loss of everything and the unswerving blow of self-sacrifice, he suddenly realized that freedom is so simple.

Without any material support, as long as you untie the shackles in your heart, you can let go of everything and soar.

Bang-

After experiencing a bloody battle, Rist fell to the ground.

The hot blood couldn't stop gushing out of his body, winding and twisting on the ground, forming a shocking picture.

"Stand it! I will cure you soon!"

Seeing this, Digo immediately stepped forward, took out the surgical tools and sutured the wound on Rister's body.

Although Ristor burst out with power beyond ordinary people in the battle just now, he was still a human being after all, and there were many dog-headed men on the other side. Under the siege, Ristor had many shocking scars on his body so that Digo didn't know how to start.

The hot blood kept flowing out. Although the breath of Ricester was constantly weak, the bright red blood was still hot.

Digo's eyes were filled with blood, and tears were bursting into tears. The warm liquid made him feel sad, but it seemed like he was ignited by something, filling his heart with the power to move forward.

It seemed that something was being conveyed from Riste to Digo's heart through this red thing...

Moving his body with difficulty, Fick staggered to Riser step by step.

At this moment, Fick himself was like a candle in the wind, and could fall into a dark world again at any time.

If Daosk hadn't been shocked by the image he had accumulated before and became a frightened bird, Fick would probably have no power to fight back at this moment.

When he came to Riser and looked at the brave and fearless warrior who was about to disappear, Fick looked like he was looking at a ball of fire that was about to be extinguished, not knowing what to do.

The falling bodies around him made him realize that it was these brave, fearless and energetic warriors who guarded him when he was drowsy in the darkness.

Fick stammered his lips, but didn't know what to say.

Looking at the burning eyes, Fick reached out his hand silently and held Ristor's palm.

This is a callused hand.

Feeling the scars and calluses on it, Fick understood that this hand belongs to a hardworking, brave and upright soldier and worker.

Fick's eyes showed a sad expression. At this moment, he hoped that his hands could transmit the power of shadows and protect the other party.

But sadly, all the power of shadows has been exhausted at this time, and Fick can no longer use the power he used to do.

On the contrary, a warm and hot force was slowly passing through Rist's hand to Fick's soul.

At this moment, when Ristor was dying, Wright also crawled hard, crawled to Ristor's side.

Looking at the remaining people around and feeling their gradually passing lives, Riser smiled.

In his eyes, there was still a flash of fire.

He said with his last strength as he looked straight into the sky.

"Did you feel it... This is a human power... not weaker than anyone... Hope has not been shattered yet, we can... find..."

As he spoke, the aura on Ristor became weaker and weaker.

Tears flashed in Wright's eyes, and he felt that the thing that was ignited again after giving up everything was slowly conveying to his soul along Riser's palm.
To be continued...