Bab 590: Not A War

A long time ago, when Dreamer was powerless and lying inside his small wooden house, he was woken up by the sounds of fighting.

The fight was taking place outside his house and he had figured it must be some Gods and Demons.

He never saw them fight but he wanted to see that at least once. He could be wrong of course. But if the fight was really between Gods and Demons then he would love to see it. Even if it was dangerous.

Hence, curiosity got the better of him and the young man left his house.

After arriving outside, he finally saw the scene.

Blood, dead bodies with armors and tridents, some were alive but on the verge of death.

Dreamer was terrified and confused. He only heard a few grunts when he was inside his house but when he came out he saw hundreds of dead people. It didn't make any sense.

But before he could think further, from his right side, a voice rang.

It sent shivers to his whole body as he meekly looked up.