Demon King

　　 Seeing the manifestation of the gods, the materialistic heart is faltering.

　　 Down the mountain, Uncle Ying said: "Ivo, you are not suitable for learning the way of the assassin."

　　 Ivo nodded, "I prefer to smash others with a hammer than lurking in the dark."

　　 "Then I can only teach you some simple and practical things." Uncle Shadow drew out the animal bone dagger from Ivo's waist. "The dagger is my best weapon. I will teach you a combat technique."

　　 Ivo was taken aback, "Isn't it a genre of combat skills?"

　　 "It's just a combat technique, but this combat technique is enough for you to use for a long time."

　　Uncle Shadow stabs casually. It seems a very simple action, and the speed is not fast. The strange thing is that Ivo didn't see the line of the dagger to attack, which made Ivo think of skipping frames inexplicably, and there was no process at all.

"This combat technique is called'Instant Stabbing.' Whether it is an assassination or a close combat, the instant stabbing is a must kill. The trajectory cannot be distinguished. It seems simple, but it consumes a lot of physical strength. Use it three more times and you will lose the strength."

　　Uncle Shadow explained the trick to Ivo in detail. Instant stab is a combat skill that has no genre. There are many such combat skills, but they are very extreme, either very weak or very strong. Instant stab belongs to the latter.

Although the instant stab looks very simple, there are thousands of combinations of capacity and stab trajectory. The more proficient you are, the greater the power you can play. This combat skill is almost equivalent to a genre, and it is very profound. .

　　 The most terrifying part of the instant stab is that it is difficult to defend. Even if Ivo is not an assassin, he can still achieve the kill effect if he suddenly activates it in close combat. However, the stamina consumed is also huge and can only be used as a killer move.

　　 "I have told you the method, you practice hard by yourself, I don't need to teach you anything." Uncle Ying left after teaching the combat skills.

"Uncle Ying is really...boring." Ivo thought for a long time, thinking that Uncle Ying was a silent and cold assassin. He didn't expect that he was actually an angry young man with a cynical heart...or it could be "indignant" or "angry old" also said. Uncertain, who knows how old he is.

　　Uncle Shadow is gone, his enlightenment training is over, Ivo is a little excited, these four years are really not a life for people, and finally he can go home and have a good rest.

　　 Back to the tribe, Ivo's vision gradually changed as his strength increased. I didn't think it before, but now I see that almost every member of the tribe is full of power and has a very strong strength.

　　 "Obviously, I have great power, but I have to live in seclusion. Everyone is aggrieved." Ivo thought in his mind.

　　His ambitions are not high, and his ideas are simple. In Ivo's view, strength is the same as money, enough is enough.

　　 Demacia sneered at Ivo's views. There is no end to being strong. As long as he does not become the strongest, his strength will never be enough.

　　 When he returned to the house, only to find that the room was noisy, Ivo's face changed and he walked in quickly.

　　 "Mok, you must apologize to me and compensate!"

　　 Mok's face was ugly, the burly Berman grabbed Mok by the collar and yelled at Mok, Berman's child Chat, clutching his hands and glaring at Mok.

　　 Ivo calmly asked: "What's the matter?"

　　 "Boy, your father scalded my child," Berman yelled, "If you don't apologize or make compensation today, don't even want to get out of this door!"

　　 Ivo squatted down and reached out to touch Chat's head, but the bear kid hid and stared at Ivo angrily. He has not forgotten the shame of being beaten by Ivo two years ago.

　　 Ivo frowned, retracted his hand, and looked at Chat's wound. The palm was full of blisters, as if he had caught a high-temperature object, but it was not too serious. Ivo turned to look at Mok, his eyes questioning.

　　 Mok explained: "I was hitting the iron just now, and I left for a while. I didn't know that Chat was coming in. He grabbed the stove and got burned."

　　 Berman sneered: "You are shirking responsibility!"

"that is the truth!"

　　 Berman said angrily: "You are despicable than the goblin in Bendum Basin. Why did Chatr ran to your house? You definitely hurt him!"

Ivo understands his father’s character and would never do such a thing. Ivo turned to look at the stove. He was taken aback for a while, and then he looked carefully for a while. Suddenly he turned angrily and turned to look at Chat, coldly. Asked: "Why did you come to my house just now?"

　　Charter scratched his neck and said, "Uncle Mok obviously brought me here."

Ivo stretched his finger to the stove, "What's the matter with the jerky inside? It hasn't been burnt, it proves that it was put in soon, and said! Did you come here quietly while my father left, and threw the grain of my house in? !"

　　 Chatter's expression was flustered, and his heart was crossed, and he said nonchalantly: "Who told you to beat me two years ago, it was all your fault!"

　　 Ivo suddenly understood that his guess was indispensable, and then his anger rose. He dare to be that this kid came to their house to make trouble, burned their precious food, accidentally burned himself, but took Berman to the wicked first to sue.

　　 Ivo looked at Berman: "Uncle Berman, things are already clear, it's Chatter's fault."

　　 Berman's answer was beyond Ivo's expectation, and he said brutally: "I don't care who is right or wrong. My child is injured. You must apologize and come up with an explanation!"

　　 Uncle can bear it, but my aunt can’t bear it, my aunt can bear it, I can’t bear it either!

　　 Your kid doesn't care if he makes mistakes. If he accidentally hurts himself, it will be counted on us? !

　　 Why don’t you go to heaven? Is gravity unable to catch you?

　　 Berman pushed Ivo away, and said stiffly: "The first rule of the clan, those who deliberately hurt the same clan will be expelled by the tribe. I will go to the village chief to complain and expel you from the tribe!"

Ivo looked at Berman coldly, thinking about why Berman was so entangled. Maybe the favor came for no reason, but there must be a reason for the disgust. I only heard of love at first sight and never heard of hatred at first sight...Of course he looks too ugly. Can create miracles.

　　 Ivo suddenly remembered that Mork had mentioned before that Berman and him were rivals in love, and finally lost to his father, so that Berman was deliberately finding fault.

　　 "Don't think about quibbling, you have to pay compensation and apologize!"

　　 "What if you don't give it."

　　 Berman sneered: "Then you will never change any ice rice from my hands."

　　 Your second uncle, the threat is level, give you a thumbs up.

　　 Ivo with hands on hips: "What compensation do you want?"

　　 "I want all ironware and jerky."

　　 Ivo smiled angrily: "Why don't you say you want our house?"

"Can."

　　 "Your uncle, we cannot compensate, you are blackmail!"

　　 Berman angrily smiled: "Well, my ice rice will never be supplied to you in the future, I will tell you all, whoever exchanges ice rice with you, I will not supply anyone!"

　　 Berman is a large ice rice planter in the tribe. He produces 70% of the ice rice and has a high status in the tribe.

　　 Ivo was furious, "It's all of the same clan, you play so well? Not to mention that this matter is not our responsibility at all, and you should have a limit for unreasonable troubles!"

　　 was arguing, a member of the same family ran in in a panic. He was relieved to see Berman, and said anxiously: "Berman, your wife has given birth. Go and see."

　　 Berman's face changed drastically, ignoring the dispute with Ivo, pulling Chat to hurried home.

Mork coughed twice, "Ivo, follow along and see if I can help." Mork was a little worried that Ivo would make trouble. Unexpectedly, Ivo calmed down. Although he was reluctant, he nodded: "I know. Now, let me see."

　　 Seeing that Ivo was not dazzled by anger, Mok was a little relieved.

After all, Ivo’s soul is an adult. Although this adult is a playful, sometimes more playful and detached than a child, he has his own rules. Conflicts and differences can be resolved later, and major events related to the new life can’t be blinded. Do a few things.

　　 Following Berman, the doctor's mother-in-law in the tribe walked out of the house holding the child, and anxious Berman said: "The birth is smooth, the baby's vitality is fragile, and the sacrifice needs to be carried out immediately."

"I see." Berman carefully picked up the weak baby and hurried to the stone statue of Demasia outside the village. Ivo was a little puzzled and asked in his mind: "Old German, why does he carry the baby to worship Your statue?"

　　 Demacia woke up, "You'll know later."

Soon the entire tribe learned of the situation. For the sparsely populated clan of Simulators, every newborn is an important event. The tribe members gathered in front of the totem. Berman was already kneeling with the baby in his arms. In front of the stone statue, there were sacrificial prayers in their mouths, and the tribe members covered their chests with one hand, bowed slightly, and chanted with Berman.

　　 Ivo looked left and right, and poked Bogotá’s belly, “Boss Bogotá, why don’t you take care of the baby first and worship the demon totem first?”

　　Pogado sighed: "This is one of the three major curses in our blood-infants are fragile. If you don't rely on blessings or extremely precious medicines, the newborn baby of the impersonator will definitely die."

　　 Ivo was shocked, "How did this curse come about? Is it also an ancestor..."

"No, this was done by the enemies of the ancestors," Bogado said with pressure, weight, and anger: "At the end of the Dark Night, the Simulators became independent races, but due to their overpowering potential, most races were aroused. Be vigilant, the lesson of the dark age is at hand, they want to eliminate all threats, so three titled witch kings of different races sacrificed their lives and imposed three eternal curses on the bloodline of the impersonator. One of them, deprived of the vitality of the infant, only the blessing of the gods and precious potions can be saved."

At this time, Uncle Ying answered the conversation and said lightly: "Remember the attitudes of the gods, they will not respond to our prayers, and will not bless our newborns, so we can only sacrifice to the demons, and the gods abandon us. We will never ask them again."

　　 "The devil is the fairest. As long as you can pay, he will give you what you want."

　　 Anthony also said coldly: "Every new life is a treasure we snatched back from the gods."

　　 Ivo said with emotion, is this a difficult start to hell?

　　 "Then what do we have to pay for offering sacrifices to the devil?"

　　 Uncle Shadow said lightly: "We pay our lives, and everyone puts a two-year lifespan on one end of the balance in exchange for the survival of the baby."

　　 Ivo fell silent suddenly, so that the whole tribe is his lifesaver,

　　 Maybe life is like this. There is always someone paying for you in a corner you don't know, obscured, silent, and suddenly looking back, only to realize that he has been burdened with a heavy debt that is unclear.

　　 I'm not talking about loan sharks.

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