It was like a thunder blew up in his ears. While the glass on the clear window of the classroom was shattered by the explosion shock wave, Azhen's ears were also buzzing. He was completely confused, not only because of the sudden explosion, but also because of the explosion's impact.

After a while, Azhen recovered. Through the broken windows in the classroom, he looked at the mushroom clouds that were intertwined with black and red, rising from the town buildings, and stood up from his position with great excitement.

Then, the boy rushed out of the classroom, out of the school, and rushed towards the explosion site because that was the direction of his home.

"Mother!"

But the boy who rushed to his house was finally seeing a ruin in the fire. What made him feel most desperate and painful was a charred hand born from the ruins, smoked by the flames.

"younger sister!"

The boy's emotions collapsed at this moment. He rushed to the ruins and digged them desperately, trying to find his family. Dark red blood slowly flowed down from his orifices.

"ah--"

The boy's desperate cry echoed over the ruins, because what he finally dug out was a young corpse that had been alive, which was his sister.

The world became dark in the eyes of the boy. He originally thought that his sister could have an infinite bright future like him, but now it is gone, and he has lost everything.

But bad luck was still not ready to let the boy go, and a cold laugh rang out in the ruins. The heartbroken boy looked up and saw a man with a sinister face looking at him, laughing there, and there was flame lingering on him.

"Little thing, is that your family? Gaga, it's a pity. It's gone like this. It's obviously still so long that I haven't finished enjoying it yet."

Azhen ignored these sarcastic words. He just hugged his sister's corpse and was crying there. At this moment, he was heartbroken.

"Do you know why your family die?"

"Why?"

The boy with all his orifices bleeding looked up at the man's eyes red, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Because you have to praise the Dragon Lord every day, if he hadn't sent troops to invade and occupy the place, your parents would definitely be alive now."

"Why do you say that?" Hearing that someone dared to slander the idol he admired, Azhen asked loudly, saying that he would not allow anyone to slander the great existence that changed his destiny.

"Do you know what this explosion is? This is the original owner of this land's land's counterattack and revenge against the dragon master, so if you want to resent, you will resent those dragon descendants?"

"Did you make this explosion?"

The boy's eyes had turned into blood red, and even blood appeared in the whites of the eyes.

"That's right, it's just me who made it. This is just to attract the dragon descendants stationed here. I didn't deliberately target your family. Your family is affected, so it can only be considered their unlucky.

So if you really want to resent, just hate the Dragon Lord. Without his greed, none of this would have happened!”

"You are the one who kills, why should I hate His Majesty Dragon Lord? You are such a waste who doesn't even dare to admit to killing people, a disgusting thing!"

He roared, and was not fooled by the man in front of him because he had learned this in middle school.

"Haha, the object of hatred is wrong, little thing! Anyway, your family is gone, and seeing how you look, I will not live long, so I will be kind to help you once and send you down to accompany your family!"

The man smiled grimly and walked towards the boy, and in his palm, a red flame emerged, and he didn't like too smart children.

"You're looking for death!"

Zheng ~

Accompanied by a sword roar, the frosty white sword energy fell from the sky and slashed at the evil ghost that set fire. However, the evil ghost was very agile. At the moment when the sword energy spread across the sky, he jumped and wanted to avoid it, but he was still cut off one arm.

"You are the dragon descendants who are responsible for guarding here? The speed is really slow, much slower than I thought."

"You made the explosion here?" Alai's eyes were very cold.

"Yes, if it weren't for your uncertain whereabouts and I couldn't find your place, I wouldn't have to force you to appear with the lives of these poor people."

Even though the evil ghost who set fire wanted to disgust people at this time, unfortunately, Azhen had already listened to relevant courses in school and would not be easily fooled.

"Have you finished speaking? I'll send you on the way after you finish speaking!"

"Ice Dragon Sword Saint! It's true that it's worthy of its reputation and more arrogant than I thought. Let me see if your fame matches your strength!"

After saying that, he did not give Alai a chance to refuse. The evil ghost disappeared from the spot, two fireballs appeared in his hand, and he escaped and threw them towards Alai.

"Hehe, Lord Sword Saint, don't hide. It may be fine if you take my attack, but there are innocent villagers behind you. Do you have the heart to watch them die in vain because of your dodge?"

The evil ghost's words made Alayton, who was instinctively trying to dodge, stand in place. He forced two bursting fireballs, the hot flames, with violent power, hit his body, but he could not break through the ice armor on his body, but the boy next to him was blown away.

"Hahaha, what's the situation? You guys who call themselves dragons think they are? Do you think you're the ones who change your name can change the essence of you being human-cannibal ghosts?"

Seeing that Alai was standing still without moving and resisting his attack, the evil ghost was stunned and then started to mock him.

Even the dragon master Diapolo and the dragon descendants under his command showed completely different traits from evil ghosts. However, the ghost kings still regarded Diapolo as the ghost king. The dragon descendants who obtained extraordinary power by fusion of dragon blood are naturally considered by them to be "ghosts" created by the "ghost king" Diapolo.

There is no problem with this idea. After all, Diapolo did seize the power of a ghost king. It is no wonder that the other ghost kings think so.

"Don't compare me with you trash!"

"Hahaha, you reptiles actually think they are not ghosts, so you should protect these humans!"

The evil ghost who came to launch a terrorist attack at the time of the Ghost King was laughing, not caring about Alai's words at all. He just laughed because he found his opponent's weakness.

However, after several rounds of battle, the evil ghost covered in scars was shocked to find himself. If he hadn't been threatening the dragon descendants in front of the surroundings from time to time, he would have been hacked to death by the sword saint.

But the more this happens, the more rampant the evil ghost becomes. He travels through this town full of humans, constantly provoking and mocking Alai who is chasing him. When Alai, who is kind, faces the evil ghost, even if he has the power to kill ghosts in his hands, he will be restrained and unable to exert it.

So, someone soon couldn't stand it anymore. Just when the evil ghost who was creating explosions everywhere in the town caught a fat middle-aged man, pulled him as a flesh shield, and provoked and mocked Alai.

The tyrannical dragon roar exploded in the sky, and the warrior wearing dark scales fell from the sky. The warrior holding heavy weapons smashed the earth into a deep pit when it landed.

"Sword Saint? Who gave you the title? I really don't know what it means. Just a sword like you can also be called a saint?"

The dragon descended from the deep crater with scarlet vertical pupils looking at Alai, who looked alert, and came up to mock him.

"Why have you been a dragon descendant under the command of a great lord? Why have I never seen you like this before?"

Alai frowned and looked at the warrior in front of him. Judging from the dragon horns on his forehead and vertical pupils, the warrior full of evil spirits was a dragon descendant, but he couldn't think of any major lord with such characteristics on his thick armor and exoskeleton blades extending from each joint.

"Whose Dragon Lord, guess? Lord Sword Saint!"

The black-scaled dragon descended from the sky grinned, then drew his sword and pulled his blade, slashed his sword, and finally returned to the sheath. The whole set of movements was smooth, but the final result made Alai both startled and angry.

Because the evil ghost who just gave him a headache was actually divided into two and four sections and mixed together with the ordinary man who was blocked by him as a shield.

"You actually..."

"It's true that you don't deserve the name. At this time, you're still in the mood to blame me! What a shitty sword saint, you're worthy of someone like you?"

Seeing that the sword saint who was admired by the Dragon Lord, he wanted to blame him at this moment, the black scale warrior showed a disdainful smile. He drew his sword again and cut off the evil ghost who had his body into two pieces, but he still had the vitality to escape.

This pursuit battle lasted extremely short, because no matter what the escaped evil ghost used as a shield, the black-armored warriors chasing him, they just sneered and slashed out with a knife, no matter what was blocking the evil ghost.

In the end, the desperate evil ghost. The black-armored warrior destroyed all his movement abilities in the widest square in the town. Then, in the fearful eyes of the building around him, he used a knife to chop the evil ghost into a pile of squirming meat that could only squirm, and finally burned it to ashes with flames.

"The mission is completed!"

Seeing the ashes on the ground, the Black Scale Warrior nodded with satisfaction and prepared to activate the single-person aircraft equipped on his body and return to the patrol ship in the sky, but a loud shout came from behind him immediately.

"stop!"

"Is there anything wrong? The kind Sword Saint?" The black scale warrior who was decisive and extremely cold turned his head and wore a mean smile on his face.

"Don't you have to mock me. Do you want to leave after killing so many people?"

"Otherwise? What do you want?"

"At least you should stay and deal with me with the aftermath."

"If you like this kind of thing, just go and don't pull me. With this skill, I can save at least ten times more people. Unlike the kind Sword Saint, who almost let a ghost go for a few ordinary humans!"
Chapter completed!