บท 697: Heartfelt Cry of a Hundred-Year-Old Child      

"Our village is small, but we have the necessary tools and materials to preserve food for weeks," Nori explained. "But I doubt there's even a beast around. Voraxa hunted them all down to the point where even the creatures went into hiding."

Nori bit her lip, holding back tears. "This land . . . is dying, and the sad part is . . . we can't even do anything about it."

"You can't rise up and overthrow this Voraxa?" Evie asked.

"It's not that simple. When Obsidian X died, his seven generals became the new warlords in this realm. They're terrifyingly powerful, and facing them means facing death.

"Unlike you guys, our souls don't undergo the process of reincarnation. Only the souls that reach the Heaven Realm have that privilege. So, death here is permanent and all the more terrifying."

"What's more, any uprising is easily extinguished with sheer force. Besides, it's hard to even rise up when you don't have weapons and food.