Chapter 881: Blood of Hatred
Chapter 881: Blood of Hatred
"..."
If a regular person were to shout like this, they would be ridiculed.
But this was the world of Awakened Beings.
As Alice's will surged forward, both ordinary people and Awakened Beings alike felt the terrifying pressure, even losing control of their movements, just like the Messenger behind the maiden.
Crack—
Squeak—
The first door opened, followed by the second...
Indeed, those who appeared in the village were not the original residents but a group of bandits and robbers, their armor simple but their weapons uniform.
Most of them were ordinary people.
They didn't have ferocious faces or robust bodies, but one thing was consistent—their eyes held a fierce determination.
The leader among them was also a Fifth-Stage Awakened Being.
He clenched his teeth, enduring the immense pressure emanating from Alice, and took each step forward with determination:
"Awakened Being, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"We are from the Mountain..."
Alice interrupted his explanation without hesitation:
"I'm asking you, what have you done here?"
"As for whose side you're on—no matter whom you serve, you will pay the price for your actions, no matter the land you stand on!"
"..."
For a moment, silence fell upon the village entrance.
Most of the robbers and bandits were overwhelmed by Alice's will. However, there were Awakened Beings like the leader who gritted their teeth, resisting the pressure, their ferocity and ruthlessness dominating their minds:
"Brother, this person doesn't understand human language."
"Let's fight her..."
Boom—
The robber leader's words were cut short.
Alice's blade pointed downward, and a thunderous roar followed.
A terrifying desire formed an invisible, soundless sword aura, devouring everything in its path.
Alice, having been informed by Lindsey about the yellow and green prisoners, was surprised to find them still standing after the attack.
In just a few seconds, a central axis was cleared within the village.
The robbers and bandits who had just emerged were now unable to remain standing.
Especially those in front of Alice, their bodies were completely obliterated, leaving no trace behind. Those who stood on either side mostly suffered the loss of limbs, and now they could only crawl on the ground, wailing in agony.
"Hmm..."
Alice let out a cold hum.
The destructive desire and power from before vanished.
Instead, greed transformed into an invisible hand, pressing the remaining robbers into the ground, killing them. Only a few, left with intact bodies, were spared to be interrogated for information later.
"..."
Alice remained silent, continuing forward.
She could sense the trembling shadows within the houses, and these were the ones she truly wanted to save.
Behind Alice, the Messenger and the parrot exchanged glances.
They were stunned by Alice's previous strike, even afraid to speak loudly, whispering to each other:
"I say, did you see that?"
"I'm a bird, not a blind one!"
"I thought birds had different vision from humans?"
"I saw something different, but I couldn't feel the essence skill that devours and destroys everything?"
"What's going on with this person?"
"How would I know? This is your human affair; I'm just a parrot."
"I saw Alice ten years ago and was a hundred percent sure she was a Righteous One."
"Do you think she still is?"
"If I'm wrong, I'll swallow you whole!"
"What was that skill just now?"
"Who knows! I've never felt such power before, filled with desire, yet different from the invaders."
"No, I must record this."
"I swear by my messenger identity—this is undoubtedly the most significant event in the past 500 years, perhaps even a millennium."
Meanwhile, Alice had already reached the doors of the houses.
Without reaching out, her desire-formed invisible hand tore open the door, revealing a trembling group of women and children inside.
All the adult men in the village had perished.
Only children and women used for pleasure remained in the village, and upon closer inspection, some were even disheveled!
Bang—Slap!
The Hand of Desire extended once more.
Alice vigorously tore apart the ropes that bound the villagers.
Then, from the ruins of nearby houses, clothes appeared, which she gently draped over the villagers.
"Waaaaah—!"
"Mommy—!"
This gesture demonstrated Alice's friendly intentions.
The villagers, who had been terrified by the previous roaring sounds, now sobbed loudly within the houses.
Under the gazes of complex and moist eyes, Alice approached one of them.
It was a middle-aged woman.
Though bruised and barely covered, her eyes still held hatred, and her will had not been crushed by the recent abuse.
Alice sighed:
"I'm sorry, I arrived too late to save you before all this happened."
The woman simply nodded:
"We're grateful for your help."
Alice took a step forward, half-kneeling before the woman, her calm tone carrying a dangerous air:
"Tell me, who are these people?"
"Ordinary thieves might gather in groups, but they wouldn't have such uniformly manufactured weapons."
"They're not just a mob."
Alice observed meticulously.
The thieves who attacked the village, despite their average equipment, used uniformly manufactured weapons.
This was the most telling clue in the chaotic world!
After Alice's question, the woman before her nodded:
"They're a recently emerged group of thieves, gaining more power in the area. Smarter people have already fled, but there are those like us who couldn't escape in time, unwilling to leave, and can only stay and be played with."
Alice pressed further:
"Where is their leader now? What's their strength like?"
The woman bit her lip, her mouth stained with hatred's blood, but she could only shake her head:
"I don't know."
"They only indulged in pleasure in the village, not talking much about Awakened matters."
"We ordinary people can't..."
Alice stood up.
She glanced at the nearby crying villagers, shaking her head slightly, but her determined gaze remained unchanged.
"Sorry—"
"I have things to do, so you must stand up on your own."
Alice turned and left.
Her desire-formed hand didn't lift the villagers from the ground.
Instead, she picked up the captives who provided information and headed back towards the carriage team.
(End of Chapter)
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