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

"This is your first time seeing him?" Oshin's legs were submerged in the seawater, moving rapidly across the water. Although his face was red and purple, it didn't stop him from looking at Luslan with disdain. "Didn't you see how fast he runs when we went to hunt chimeras a while ago?"

Lemoni had already disappeared from sight, and Jimia had also pulled ahead of Luslan by quite a distance.

Ou Shen gave a mocking laugh: "You're too slow—"

"Get the hell out of here! If you're so capable, come run on the ground and see who's faster!" Luslan said angrily.

Ou Shen didn't say anything more and sped up.

"Crazy!" Luslan looked at Oshin, who was already greeting Jimia, and had never felt that this thing was such a dog.

......

It was completely dark by then.

Ruslan looked at Rashtanaha appearing on the horizon and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he reached Rashtanaha, he felt his blood pressure was about to explode.

The three people had clearly arrived long ago and were grilling and eating fish.

"Hey, isn't this Luslan, the slowest runner?" Oshin said with a sly grin.

"Oh, we finally made it." Miya's smile became even more smug.

Lemoni turned his head to the side.

He arrived here in the afternoon when the sun was high in the sky, and then waited for these three people all afternoon.

"You..." A mouthful of blood stuck in Luslan's throat, preventing him from uttering a single word.

"Hurry up and eat some fish, then we'll go for drinks," Oshin said with a smile, tossing a grilled fish to Luslan.

"Wine?" Luslan's attention was instantly drawn to this word.

“Don’t drink too much again, kids.” Rashtanaha sighed, glancing at the children who, except for Ocean, had all lost weight in just one month.

"Don't worry, big tree." Oshin chuckled, patted the bark of Rashtanaha, and then looked up. "By the way, have you gotten taller and bigger again?"

When Rashtanaha was first brought up from underground by Agah, he was less than 100 meters tall.

But now...

Ou Shen felt it was about 500 or 600 meters.

Moreover, the canopy extends very far, shading the entire surrounding area.

On this tropical beach, having such a tree is indeed a great place to cool off.

"Thanks to Lord Hestia's reward and my own remaining strength, I've been able to grow to this level, but it's unlikely I'll be able to grow any higher," Rashtanaha sighed. "I really have to thank that child Agah; if it weren't for him, I might still be trapped underground, suffering endlessly..."

“We’re going to the tavern later, we’ll definitely see that kid there. Is there anything you need me to tell you?” Oshin said, hands on his hips, taking a bite of grilled fish.

Rashtanaha chuckled: "No need. During the time you've been back in your homeland, Agana has come to keep me company every day."

“Alright then.” Ou Shen’s eyes darkened upon hearing about his hometown twice, and he turned to look at his three companions. “Hey, are we coming or not?”

"go!"

Rashtanaha watched the four people walk further and further away into the town, and sighed in his mind.

The moonlight stretched the shadows of the group of people, making them appear incredibly lonely, yet so close together.

"Different kinds of people often attract each other... Unique souls, destined to be alone, can only find joy when they meet souls of the same wavelength... But..."

......

Ocean opened the tavern door.

"Alma, bring the wine!" Oshin roared at the door, and the four of them filed in.

Alma was wiping the cups when the roar startled her so much that she dropped the glass.

Snapped--

The cup was smashed to pieces.

Ou Shen instantly sensed the murderous aura.

Alma slammed her fist on the bar: "Who the hell is yelling at my tavern entrance... ugh?"

She saw four burly men who looked somewhat familiar.

"Hehe, we're back." Ou Shen smiled sheepishly at Alma, whose imposing aura suddenly vanished.

“You…” Alma frowned.

She knew very well what these mourners were like when they were drunk.

"Relax, relax, we're not planning to drink that much today." Oshin pulled over a stool and sat down in front of Alma.

"Just a few drinks." Luslan chuckled and made a gesture of raising a glass to drink.

"So boss, you should hurry up and go to the bar!" Kimia also looked eager.

"...I'll trust you this once." Alma looked at the three people with wide eyes and felt a little disgusted, so she simply believed them.

Two hours later.

"Hmph—whoosh—" Kimia lay on the ground snoring.

"Hmph, hmph hmph hmph." Lemoni grinned, sitting in a seat and chuckling strangely.

Luslan lay on Jimia's stomach and fell asleep.

Looking at the swaying Ocean, Alma felt like she was an idiot.

Is it possible to believe someone like that when they say they don't drink too much?

After glancing at the tavern where Ou Shen and his group had all fled in fright, Alma felt a surge of anger rising within her.

"Whatever!" She poured another glass of wine over Ou Shen's head, then locked the door and went upstairs to sleep.

......

Early the next morning.

Aga yawned and sat up in bed.

Unlike her sister Alma, who works late into the night, Aga's schedule is more like Oshin's.

He planned to go to Rashtanaha later to continue discussing how to navigate the wooden boat.

But as soon as Aga reached the top of the stairs, he smelled a strong odor of alcohol.

"What's going on?" Aga sensed something was wrong. "Didn't my sister clean the house yesterday?"

As he walked down the stairs and looked at the scene in the tavern, Aga smashed his jaw.

Four burly men were lying in the tavern.

"This, this..." He leaned against the wall, trembling. "What on earth happened?"

"sister!!!"

This roar pierced the sky.

Click.

Alma came out of her room carrying a stick.

Aga felt a blur before his eyes, and a dark figure suddenly stood in front of him. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have done something wrong.

boom--

Without giving Aga a chance to explain, Alma, in her morning grumpiness, grabbed Aga's face and shoved him against the wall.

"You disturbed my sleep. Do you have any last words?" Alma looked like a demon, her entire face shrouded in shadow.

"Sis! You, you let go of me first, look behind you!"

While Alma terrified Aga, what was behind Alma terrified him even more.

Several tall, muscular figures trembled and twisted as they stood up from the ground, uttering eerie groans.

The entire tavern felt like hell.

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Chapter 549 The Terrifying Elma

Aga felt that there might be something wrong with the way she got out of bed today.

Before her eyes was her sister, her face shrouded in darkness, her eyes bloodshot, holding a hard wooden stick, radiating a terrifying aura, who had forcefully pressed her into the stone wall.

Behind her sister were four tall, burly men in bizarre poses, trembling as they stood up, eventually emitting strange groans, their faces contorted in rage.

Faced with this bizarre and indescribable sight, Agapimero's fragile psychological defenses crumbled in an instant.

Aga went limp, his limbs hanging limply, his eyes wide open in anger, but his eyeballs were no longer visible.

Alma released the unconscious Aga and turned to look.

Having just woken up from a hangover, Ou Shen and the other three felt a chill run through their bodies.

"Wake me up from my sleep—please be prepared."

boom--

Alma shattered the floorboards and flew out from behind the bar.

......

Alma carried the stick up the stairs and slammed the door shut.

Aga's head was embedded in the wall, his neck and below drooping limply, while the four people, Ou Shen, who had just woken up, each had a bump on their head and had gotten a good night's sleep like babies.

Just before lunchtime, Ou Shen finally regained consciousness.

"Ah!" He sat up and cried out in terror, looking around anxiously.

"Oh, you're awake." Ou Shen felt a somewhat creepy gaze.

Alma stood on a stool and looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at trash.

"Huh?" A bead of cold sweat trickled down Ou Shen's face.