In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

"If you're afraid, why did you come here to drink that wine?" Ou Shen looked at the old doctor with amusement.

"The reason is simple."

The moment the door opened, a lively atmosphere instantly spread out of the tavern, leaving Ocean and Lemoni speechless.

"The wine... is really delicious!" The old doctor looked at Oshin and Luslan with a handsome (not really) smile.

As he spoke, he pulled the two people inside.

“This…is truly unprecedented…” Ou Shen murmured involuntarily.

The tavern, though not large, was packed with over a hundred people, some sitting, some standing, all chatting loudly. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and the aroma of alcohol, making both Oshin and Ruslan feel—

The blood is heating up!

Ah, it's just a description.

"Hey, the old doctor's here!" A man with a flushed face staggered past the group, looked at the somewhat hunched old doctor, and gave a mumbled greeting.

"Neil, looks like you've had quite a bit to drink!" The old doctor clearly knew the other person and greeted him with a smile.

Oshin and Ruslan looked around, somewhat at a loss.

"Who are these two? Your sons?" The man called Neil pointed to Luslan and Oshen standing behind the old doctor.

"Get the hell out of here, you're drunk, aren't you?" the old doctor cursed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He kicked Neil and waved to Ocean and the other man: "Come on, let's go to the bar and ignore this drunkard!"

Neil looked at the old doctor's back, rubbed his eyes, and sighed.

"I thought his son had come back to life..."

The old doctor walked to the bar and leaned against it: "Hey, Alma!"

Alma, who was tidying things up on the shelf, heard the sound, turned around, saw the old doctor, and smiled: "Grandpa Cheyhun, you've come."

Looking at that familiar face, Ou Shen subconsciously said, "It's you?"

Alma was also taken aback: "You're from the seaside...?"

The old doctor, Cheyhun, glanced at the two of them: "...You two know each other?"

“We don’t really know each other… we just met once at the beach.” Alma smiled and took a glass from under the bar. “What would the three of you like to drink?”

"Three glasses... ale and beer, please," Cheyhun said, glancing at Ocean and Ruslan before pausing.

“Okay, three glasses of wheat beer.” Alma’s face always wore a gentle smile, completely different from the grumpy face she had seen at the beach during the day.

Alma turned to prepare the wine.

Just then, a woman dressed in revealing clothes walked over and her eyes lit up when she saw Ocean and Ruslan leaning against the bar.

"Wow, looks like I've found a piece of meat." Her eyes were burning as she walked over to Ou Shen and lightly tapped her fingernail on his strong forearm.

Ou Shen flinched and instinctively backed away.

Seeing Ocean's reaction, Cheyhun gestured with his chin: "Emmaline, these two young men are the ones I brought."

The woman named Emerald glanced at the old doctor, then at Ocean and Ruslan, and smiled beautifully: "Can't I even have a piece of meat? Old man?"

Oshin was completely baffled, and Luslan looked equally confused.

The old doctor and the young woman exchanged a few sarcastic remarks, then Alma, who was receiving the wine, gave them a look, and the woman named Emmaine immediately backed down.

“I see you’re not young anymore, why are you so shy?” Cheyhun gave Oshin a strange look.

"I...I'm not that old either," Ou Shen said somewhat embarrassedly. "I'm only...only ten years old..."

Cheyhun paused.

He glanced at Ou Shen's height of over 2.7 meters and swallowed hard.

"How old are you?"

“Ten years old,” Ou Shen said innocently.

Luslan, standing next to him, was about to lose his composure.

"Three beer for the three of you."

Bang.

Alma slammed the three glasses of wine down on the bar.

"...Never mind, let's put aside those strange questions and try this bar, you two lads!" Cheyhun chuckled and picked up a glass of wheat beer.

Oshin and Luslan followed suit.

The pale yellow liquor entered their mouths, and the aroma of malt and the tangy, numbing sensation exploded in their mouths.

This feeling...

Oshin and Ruslan's eyes lit up.

“Hey, Ruslan.”

“I understand what you mean, Oshin.”

The two men looked at their beer glasses and said in unison, "We might have discovered... a treasure."

While Ocean and Ruslan were enjoying a hearty drink, something strange happened at the beach.

Lemoni was almost asleep on Ocean's raft.

The purple marks on Jimia's legs, who was lying in the small boat, had faded, and the poison from Hydra had been cleared away by Cheyhun's serum.

Something is about to awaken within Miya's body.

But that's definitely not Kimia...

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Chapter 529 The Demonic Rampage, Lemoni's Crisis

"Hey, Red-Eye Bro, when is that guy up there going to wake up?" The brown-eyed Kimia lay in mid-air, hands behind his head, looking quite relaxed.

Red Eyes glanced at Jimia, then looked back at the demon above: "He'll wake up once your brother revives your body."

Kimia sighed, "So when are they going to rescue me?"

Red Eyes' voice was flat and emotionless: "You've asked this question at least a hundred times."

The two people were still chatting with him intermittently when the entire space suddenly underwent a strange change.

hum-

A dull sound echoed in the spiritual world, and the whole world brightened noticeably.

Red Eyes glanced around, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Let me answer you again, they—have already rescued you!"

"Huh?" Jimia's eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter. "You're really reliable, Oshenluslan!"

"And what remains, naturally, is..." The red-eyed figure glanced at the trembling demon above them, a figure radiating a chilling aura of magic, positioned within the light's reach. "...Let him return..."

hum-

Kimia opened her eyes.

They are neither human eyes nor crimson eyes.

Instead... it was like chaos, with deep purple eyes shrouded in black mist.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

With a roar that shattered the night sky, madness—awakened.

Lemoni, who had been sleeping, was instantly awakened. Based on instinct, he grabbed the golden spear and shot away from the newly awakened Kimia as if he were launching himself away.

“…What…happened?” Lemoni looked warily at the enormous creature shrouded in darkness, its face obscured, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his temple.

magic.

Lemoni sensed... magic.

call--

Unaware of the situation, Jiya, who was entangled in black energy, suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Lemoni narrowed his eyes.

Although I don't know the current situation, but... we have no choice but to fight!

Boom-! ! !

The fist was blocked by the gun barrel and could not advance an inch.

Lemoni's pale yellow pupils gleamed.

Kimia is fast, but Lemoni has been trained by Athena, so I can still detect this level of speed!

With a sudden push of the spear shaft, Lemoni shoved Jimia's fist away, then tucked the golden spear under his arm, remaining extremely vigilant.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

boom--

Kimia became even angrier.

In Lemoni's view, the black mist that had been entwining Jimia finally dissipated, revealing its true form.

Lemoni involuntarily swallowed.

Is this... really a human?

He had surpassed four meters in height, his short black hair had grown long, and it danced wildly behind him like a mad snake. His forearms were as thick as Lemoni's waist, with bizarre bone spurs growing on them. The length of his arms was also astonishing. His teeth were sharp and large, so much so that they couldn't be covered by his lips, and they dripped with saliva.

It's just like......

“Warcraft…” Lemoni felt his heart pounding violently.

boom--

Kimia took a step forward, and the ground trembled slightly.

In the distance, another consciousness noticed what was happening here.