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Damn Reincarnation

Damn Reincarnation


Damn Reincarnation

Damn Reincarnation


Chapter 242: The Brave Molon (2) (Teaser)

Eugene and Anise stood quietly in front of the Nur’s corpse for a few moments. Just why had the body been left in this state? The two had the same suspicion in their heads, but they couldn’t bear to voice their thoughts out loud.

Instead, they just took a few moments to sort out their emotions.

The crashing sound could still be heard intermittently.

Afraid to stick her head out of the cloak, Mer just curled up inside of the cloak. Under the usual circumstances, Eugene would have patted Mer on the head or held her hand so that she wouldn’t be so anxious, but right now, he simply couldn’t bring himself to do it. He was feeling anxious himself, and he really didn’t have the attention to spare for comforting her.

After standing there absentmindedly for some time, Eugene clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Idiot,” he cursed. He didn’t want to think about it, but he couldn’t help it.

Eugene walked past the Nur’s corpse. Anise also let out a quiet sigh and followed behind him.

It was difficult to walk across the ground that rose and fell in waves as if flowing lava had seemingly hardened in place. Some places were hard enough to walk over, but other places were not as sturdy, and their feet would sink into the ground when they crossed those areas.

In addition, Lehainjar was a snowy mountain, and snow was naturally falling on its other side, but here, there was not even a trace of snow, much less a wintry landscape. Instead, everything here looked like a toddler’s haphazard finger painting. Bizarre shapes with no coherent patterns formed the landscape.

Eugene and Anise were very familiar with this kind of environment. At this point in time, Helmuth was considered one of the empires. It was a normal country that accepted immigrants from all over the continent, and had lost all traces of its former appearance from three hundred years ago. The Helmuth of the past, however, had been a terrible sight worthy of being called ‘Hell.’

“This reminds me of the old days,” Eugene muttered as he climbed up the curved slope.

“Do you miss those days?” Anise asked from behind him.

“To be honest, it would be a lie to say that I didn’t miss them,” Eugene admitted. “Back then, I was still alive and hadn’t died yet, and you were...

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