Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

In the early morning of the city of Pharaoh, a group of people were walking on the empty street, led by a group of silent knights, followed by a group of panicked villagers.

As time passed, the orange-red light of sunrise shone on the group of people. Everyone trembled in their hearts, but felt relieved when they saw it was the sun.

They just quickened their pace, as if the red light was something ominous.

"We're here. This is where we'll be staying for the next few days."

Habib Ende said as he led Silla to a square full of debris and garbage, with signs of living in the surrounding shops.

"You guys live here?"

Silla looked at these places that looked like garbage dumps, then turned to look at Habib Ende.

"It's like this, there are clean rooms around, just find a place to stay."

As Habib Ende spoke, he walked into a shop on the left side of the road, took out a new iron helmet and put it on his head.

Silla looked around and although the place was a bit damaged, there were indeed supplies. So he let the villagers rest and replenish their arrows, while he went to find Habib Ende.

"I think you should talk to me about where the rest of the people in this city have gone."

Silla walked into the shop, put down a wooden board, and then sat on it and looked at Habib Ende.

"Where else can we go? We've all run away."

Habib Ende looked at the iron breastplate in his hand. Silla had just bent the breastplate with his kick, and he couldn't wear it without repairing it.

"Run away? How many people are there in this city?"

Su Mingli jumped down from the building. She had just jumped to the top of the building to take a look at the overall picture of Farir City. It was quite big.

"There are ten thousand households?"

Habib Ende raised his head, narrowed his eyes, grinned, and then said.

"It's probably about 10,000 households, about 30,000 people, but now there are only about 20 of us left."

"Oh, tell me more."

Silla threw an iron ingot to Habib Ende and looked up to ask him to continue.

"Half a year ago, the king issued an order for each city to send two-thirds of its troops to Linglan City, two million squares away, to fight Hell."

"Our city lord sent an army of 8,000 people to provide support, but after they left, there has been no news since then."

"But after that, the orders of the entire kingdom began to become chaotic. Sometimes it was the king's personal order, sometimes it was the general's order, and sometimes it was the wizard's order."

Habib Ende was still optimistic and said with a smile.

"In the end, each of our teams remaining in the city received different orders from different people."

After hearing this, Sla also understood that the Kingdom of Tros gathered its forces to fight against Hell, but must have failed, otherwise Hell would not have been able to remain uninhabited.

“At the end of the day, guess who showed up.”

Silla asked doubtfully.

"who? 』

"A group of drowned corpses, carrying a group of corpses, fled back from your direction. They also brought news."

Even though Habib Ende was optimistic, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"The interception war against Hell has failed. The main world is too weak. Even with dozens of races that can fight, they still can't stop the edge of Hell."

"I heard that even two ender dragons were killed in the battle, countless monsters died, and the human army was dispersed."

Silla and Su Mingli were both silent. He didn't say anything, just let Habib Ende continue.

"Later, the whole country became more and more chaotic, until the sky turned scarlet like the rising sun, and we realized that this was already the front line."

"What happened next?"

Silla stood up, looked at the group of numb-faced soldiers wearing tattered armor outside, and asked.

"Later, the city lord took everyone who could run away, and the others who couldn't run either died or ran out of the city to find their own way out."

Habib Ende cracked his dry lips and laughed at himself.

"We are all cowards among cowards. After being abandoned, no one dares to find a way out on our own."

"I can only guard the tomb of Pharah and wait for the coming of hell."

Silla looked at Habib Ende and shook his head slightly. He was definitely not a coward. Habib Ende dared to draw his sword against him because he really wanted to resist.

But the power of one person will eventually be limited.

Ten thousand years ago, the Human Federation tried its best and almost collapsed before it could barely drive Hell back. How could the fragile main world now possibly defeat it?

"Tell me, how did hell come about? Didn't they say that we can't build a gate to hell?"

"So many people died. What was the motive of the perpetrator?"

"..."

Silla was silent, looking at Habib Ende who was complaining on the bed, without saying a word. He didn't want to recreate some classic scene, he still had some conscience.

"Happi Ende, I will be away for a while. I hope you can take good care of my villagers."

Habib Ende raised his head, glanced at Silla, and then nodded slightly.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of it."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll go to hell to ask for help?"

"If you kill us, do you need to go to hell for help?"

Sila and Habib Ende looked at each other in silence. Finally, Sila patted Habib Ende's shoulder, turned around and left with Su Mingli.

"besides!"

Silla turned back to look at Habib Ende and saw him grinning.

"I've never seen a wither skeleton with purple eyes."

Silla didn’t reply, just waved, and turned away.

"We're offline?"

"Let's go."

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As soon as Silla withdrew from the world, he felt someone pulling him.

"Mingli, stop making trouble..."

Silla, who had turned into a black-footed cat, swung his tail, but this swipe seemed to trigger a switch. A pair of hands grabbed his tail and pulled Silla away.

Silla:Huh? ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Hanging upside down in the sky by the tail, Silla opened his eyes and saw Cai Miao looking at Silla curiously.

After seeing Silla wake up, he blinked his colorful eyes.

Sla:(??v_v??:)

What should I do if my child is always naughty?

Answer: Just give it a try, the same goes for saplings.

When Su Mingli opened his eyes to the sound of Cai Miao whimpering, Silla had already turned into a wither skeleton. He grabbed Cai Miao on his legs and slapped her on the butt.

You know what, it’s quite soft, just like dough.

Su Mingli and Sila were connected in heart. After thinking about the situation just now, they were helpless and ashamed. However, looking at Cai Miao shedding colorful tears, they decided to stop Sila.

"Silla~Okay, stop smoking, after all, he's a child..."

"Children should be smoked even more."

Finally, after Silla had spanked her more than three hundred times, he let go of Cai Miao and watched her run happily into Su Mingli's arms and sob.

“Okay, okay, don’t do this next time, Namiao, Silla is your senior, the same generation as me, you know.”

Cai Miao glanced at Silla, then at Su Mingli, and nodded his little head.

"Go, apologize."

Su Mingli patted Cai Miao’s head, and Cai Miao turned around, ran towards Silla in small steps, and handed Silla a leaf.

Silla took the leaf, and a message of apology came to his consciousness.

Soon, soon, Cai Miao lay on Silla’s leg bone again, but this time she was not beaten, but Silla applied medicine to her.

"By the way, can't Xiao Cai Miao talk yet?"

Su Mingli nodded

"Yeah, just go down to Ah Hua and download the voice pack."

"Why don't you download it online?"

"There are all kinds of things online, and they have to be carefully selected by the mother."