"No!" Ning exclaimed as he ran up to the middle of the group.
In the middle of the group was an old woman holding a bloody old man in her arms. Next to her was a man in pain with a large cut along his chest.
The woman's face was devastated. She was overwhelmed by what she was seeing in front of her.
"Old man, are you okay?" Ning said as he reached the Old grand uncle who seemed to have lost a lot of blood. "You are in a lot of pain. Let me help you."
"No!" the old man said. "Heal my son first."
Ning then looked to the side to see Jangar with a cut on his chest. He had also lost a lot of blood and was on his last breath.
"Don't worry, I will help you both," Ning said. Now wasn't the time to hide his abilities, so he decided to help them in the open.
"System, heal them both," Ning said.
"What?" Ning felt like he was just hit by a train. He quickly opened up his status and saw that he only had a couple hundred million energy left. That was only enough to heal one of these two completely.
He already didn't have a lot of energy after using the few auto buys, and what he had left was mostly used on the mass telekinesis and the massive Air Cutter he had used just now.
"No, isn't there any other way?" Ning asked the system. "Is the cap cooldown back online?"
"No, try to save both of th— "
The old man suddenly grabbed his arms. "Go... help... my... son. Worry... about... me.... later," he said.
Ning came back to his senses. "Yes," he said. The old man had enough faculties such that Ning could probably treat him just with medicine.
So, he walked forward to Jangar and asked the system to heal him. Light shined from Jangar's body as it was back to being fully healed with no injuries in sight.
With that, Ning only had a couple of million energy left. He immediately ran back to the old man and started taking out a few different ingredients to heal the man.
"… gone," the woman spoke through her tears in trembling voice.
"What?" Ning asked as he didn't catch what she said the first time.
"He's gone," she said.
Ning looked down at the old man with a smile on his face and no signs of life. The ingredients he had taken out fell from his hand as Ning rushed forward to check his pulses.
Despite his greatest hope, there weren't any pulses. The old man was dead, and he had died happily knowing that he had saved his son's life as the last thing he did.
"No, old man. Come back. You can't die like that," Ning started crying. He immediately put him on the ground and started pumping his chest to restart his head.
"You said you will feed me a meal at your house right? See? here I am, you need to come back to feed me. You need to come back old man, " Ning said as tears slid down his eyes. He kept begging for the old man to come back.
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"System, is there anything we can do?" Ning asked.
"Grand Uncle!" Famir and Mavenna came by only to see that their grand-uncle was dead. Jangar woke up too, only to find his father dead.
Everyone who knew the old man started sobbing at the sight. The cries of loss deafened the cries of fear very soon, and the whole village started mourning.
All except for a single person, Ning.
Ning's eyes were red with anger and hatred. The blood lust was returning back to him and he could easily stop it. However, he decided to let it loose this time.
"System, teleport me to Khrom's base," he said. A tear rolled down his face and fell to the ground, but the man was no longer there.
The villagers were surprised at his sudden departure. However, they had seen more absurdity today and quickly went back to mourning.
Ning appeared inside the forbidden forest. According to the system, Khrom was terrorizing the town and village from inside the forest.
Ning looked at the light around 100 meters in front of him and asked, "is there anyone innocent here?"
He started walking towards the light. Soon, he saw that there was a bunch of tents laid around the forest. There were two men standing guard at the front.
"When are the guys coming back?" one of the men asked.
"I don't know. They should have been back by now right?" the other man asked.
"Yeah, they weren't supposed to loot or anything. They were only supposed to kill a few people and come back. That was boss's order," the man said.
"Man, I wish I could go there too. I haven't had a woman in months," the other man said.
"And whose fault was it? We could have been out there with them today. But all because of you, not only did I lose one of my eyes, we got demoted to guard duty too," the man shouted.
"Hey, it's not my fault that guy was so strong. If I had known, I would have tried to fight him," the other man said.
Just then, he heard movements from in front of them.
"Ah, you guys are finally—" the man's words were cut short as his head was cut apart from his body. Even as his head fell, all he could see was a man whose face in the dim light looked like that of a demon.
A demon with a blue spear in his hand.