If I’m not mistaken, this monster is the creator of this mirage.

The powerful aura is faintly revealed just from its striking figure.

The world has undergone a dramatic shift; more and more monsters are appearing on lands that originally belonged to humans. They not only occupy the land but also kill the kind local inhabitants.

The girl became a sacrifice in the monster’s hands.

She wasn’t the first, and certainly won’t be the last.

Look at the giant lizards wandering nearby and the monster standing on a pile of bones — if a ship were to pass by, witness the scene, and be drawn in, what fate would await them?

Perhaps it’s not a question, but an affirmation.

Outcome?

No outcome!

Perhaps they become food for the giant lizards, or maybe... they become a new hat for the monster.

From afar, Chen Feng observed the other, and the other also regarded Chen Feng, its eyes flashing with intelligence, and with some caution.

A creature from an unknown dimension.

As the dimensional rift grew increasingly fragile, creatures from some distant dimensions also descended upon the human world.

Apart from the few dimensional creatures that adhere to the belief in peace, the majority, over ninety percent of them, come with hostility and brandish blades.

Demons, Devils, besides these advanced enemies, even lowly creatures like goblins, upon discovering they can dominate their enemy’s life, would not hesitate to wield the butcher’s knife.

Just like humans entering the highlands and seeing herds of antelope everywhere, those so-called elves are nothing more than food and wealth waiting to be slaughtered.

People raise guns and butcher’s knives; the former kills antelopes, the latter picks up the blade and begins to de-hide and de-horn on the blood-stained land.

This is all so practiced.

This is unfair.

Those antelopes clearly have not infringed upon anyone, they merely live and grow slowly in their homeland, yet humans, driven by ambition, bring calamity upon the land. Hunters do not value the meat but rather trophies like antelope horns and hides, so after the slaughter, on dozens of acres of land, hundreds of antelope might lie in piles of fresh, bloody flesh.

Humans have been at the top of the food chain for countless years, too many believe their remaining lives are just that — merely need to live well, and that’s it.

But the appearance of the dimensional rift instantly transformed humans from hunters to those pathetic antelopes.

Monsters might not care for humans; they desire only the land of the other and some aesthetically pleasing parts of their bodies.

A pair of antelope horns placed in a hunter’s home is a trophy; in leisure moments, he goes up to touch them, fulfilling inner joy.

A head worn by a monster atop its own; it likes this hat — striking and beautiful — so it made many such hats and wears whichever one it likes.

Chen Feng never intended to intervene.

He’s searching for land with potential for development; as for acting like a savior, upon encountering a piece of land, killing off all visible monsters, and thereby rescuing survivors — such actions would lead to his warriors disappearing completely in the shortest amount of time.

This land has no exploration value.

Here, whatever damage has occurred, the trees have turned gray-black, and the coast emits a foul stench, much like all life on this land has been drained, everywhere hinting at desolation.

The giant lizards roam within, occasionally lowering their heads to search for decaying flesh buried near the shore. More than a city, it’s a nether ghost land.

It evokes a sense of gloom.

The Inferior Demon stands beside Chen Feng, also gazing at the enemy in front of them. However, after seeing the opponent’s bumpy warts and green skin, it can’t help but wrinkle its brow and say, "Ugly creature! The Great Dragon wouldn’t even eat it!"

The little girl’s vocabulary is quite poor.

But for her, as long as she can express the meaning, that’s already enough.

During this trip, she often sits atop the White Dragon, searching the surroundings for some wild game to feast on — birds in the sky, giant beasts in the sea — these are its and the White Dragon’s targets.

And now, the monster opposite clearly is not its desired target.

The monster’s body not only has pits and bumps but also some viscous liquid, staring too long evokes even a feeling of discomfort.

And when the monster’s dead fish eyes glare at you, that feeling grows stronger.

"Continue sailing."

Unlike the disappointed expressions of the crowd, Chen Feng remained exceptionally calm.

Disappointment is also a habit; once they’ve seen a few more desolate cities, they’ll adjust to the true apocalypse.

Under this disaster, there’s no so-called pure land — only the powerful fighting the monsters, the weak become food and bones.

Perhaps next time, the warriors can maintain composure, rather than rushing forward recklessly upon seeing human figures.

People always believe hope will follow despair, but little do they know, after despair, there might only be an Abyss.

Chen Feng didn’t wish to meddle in affairs; he’s merely a passerby.

The warship quickly started on its way, the monster on the shore, upon seeing the warship depart, first breathed a sigh of relief, then pondered with an expression as if hesitating whether to attempt another lure or launch a direct attack.

The monster hesitated for a few minutes and ultimately did not attack; just now, it sensed powerful forces aboard several ships, and a sudden attack might drag itself down.

Waving the girl’s head, the monster turned and walked into the darkness; picking the soft persimmons to pinch, compared to those enemies on the warship, it still preferred hunting [hat] like prey.

When they see it, they only try desperately to run. In such situations, the monster merely needs to pick up its weapon and strike hard — aside from being a bit tired, there’s hardly any danger.

The apocalypse is just like this.

Chen Feng possesses an innate advantage, building Order from the brink of destruction step by step to its current form, but other places weren’t so fortunate. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Even if there are professions, battle groups, and powers, death often arrives silently — this is a game, no one knows what they’ll encounter, life is single-use, and perhaps when you’ve painstakingly learned vigilance, your health bar only has one percent left.

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