I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

The wind was howling, dark clouds covered the sky, and a long-brewing storm suddenly came.

The blurry sun could no longer be seen in the sky.

The rainstorm broke free from its restraints, like an upside-down Milky Way. Dense raindrops hit the ground, sank into the mud, and washed over the dim streets.

The female holding the child hurriedly closed the window, but because she didn't have enough strength, she couldn't budge it after pulling for a long time. The bear cub in her arms shrank into its mother's arms in fear.

The woman said something to him softly, and the bear cub climbed along her shoulders and onto her back, its brown pupils filled with fear of the rainstorm.

The man hurried home, put down the things in his hands, and without even bothering to change his wet clothes, walked to the window and took the woman's place to close the window.

The wooden floor was soaked with rain water, and both of them were drenched. They looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

The woman threw herself into the man's arms. His broad chest dispelled the uneasiness in her heart. The man reached out and hugged his partner and child.

For ordinary people, the rainy season does not seem so difficult to endure as long as they have the company of their family.

The city gate, which was twenty or thirty meters high, was closed. Soldiers holding spears and swords stood on the city wall in the rain. The feathered orcs hovering in the sky made cries, as if conveying some message.

"Commander-in-chief, nothing unusual was found at the East Gate!"

Fanta was soaked all over, his long black hair stuck to his back, the arm cuff on his right wrist was tightly fastened to his arm, the dark red color complemented his skin. The dripping rain slid down his bulging chest muscles, and the powerful rain hit his face, but he didn't seem to be moved at all.

"I understand. Increase your vigilance. This rainy season is very unusual."

He raised his hand, feeling the extremely aggressive rain, and the circle of gold in his pupils flickered.

The soldier who reported the incident hesitated and said, "Commander-in-chief, the high priest has not issued any unusual notices. I don't think there will be any major problems during this rainy season, right?"

Fenda glanced at him and said, "I don't care about other city gates, but my East Gate must not be the first to be captured!"

The soldier stood up straight, beat his chest and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

After dealing with matters at the city gate, Fanta returned to Cedric's manor.

Cedric was wearing a pure white nightgown with a belt around his waist that hung loosely on his thighs. The rain pattered on the glass bed like a shower curtain falling.

His skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, was slightly paler than usual, and it was obvious that his old injury had not yet healed.

Fanta changed her clothes and found Cedric.

"My Lord, this rainy season is very unusual."

Cedric still looked out the window, without turning back, with a gloomy look on his face.

"I feel that the wild beasts may make a big move this time, but I don't know who their target will be."

Should we attack the light bloodline or the dark bloodline?

Today's dark bloodline can no longer withstand large-scale attacks.

"I have deployed in the Misty Swamp in advance as you requested to ensure that we receive the news as soon as possible."

"There is also a letter from Su Tang, saying that Chris has been pestering her a lot lately and she may not be able to pass on the news to us in time. She also wants to ask you about the character of the Wolf King Krollin."

"Why is she asking that?" Cedric turned his head to look at him.

"She said that Clorin gave her a very wrong feeling."

"Crollin?" Cedric raised his hand and rubbed his chin. "What's wrong with him?"

Without gatherings, it is basically impossible to meet people who do not have a good personal relationship with each other in private.

Cedric hadn't seen Clorin in some time.

As far as he knew, Clorin was a rebellious and confident person at heart. He was proud and would strive to be the best in everything he did. His parents died early, and he raised his younger brother alone, so his younger brother was the person he was closest to and the one he cared about the most.

His weakness and weak spot have always been known to everyone, and that is his younger brother Chris, but he has always been in the black market, and no matter how far someone might be interested, they cannot reach his territory.

He knows how to relax and work in moderation. He is a relatively restrained person. His daily life is very simple. He handles official business, trains as usual, and occasionally goes to the theater to relax.

What could be wrong with such a person?

…………

Black market, the ancestral home of the Silver Moon clan.

Krollin sat on a dark red soft chair, his dark purple robe outlining his sturdy body. His cold temperament also changed slightly, making him look like a ghost, with a chill.

He lifted a strand of hair, raised his hand to look at the strong and elastic skin, and curled his lips wickedly.

"It's good to have a young body! I feel like I've returned to the time when I was first promoted to Beast King, with vigorous vitality and peak combat power. Who else in this world can be a match for me, Jonal!"

“Kloki, you failed to become my carrier back then, but now your son has become my shell, right? You really gave birth to a good son for me! Hahaha! Hahaha!”

Jonal was immersed in the joy of regaining his new life when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in." He said in a deep voice.

Luo Ke pushed the door open and when he saw Krollin's face, he was a little uncomfortable and lowered his head.

In fact, when he first saw Krollin walk out of the room and Pasak fell to the ground, he thought that Krollin had killed Pasak. Before the joy in his heart had time to surge up, he met Krollin's knowing eyes.

He was all too familiar with that look and would never forget it.

No matter how you change your appearance, the creepy look and the feeling it gives people can never be changed.

This was nothing short of a miracle, and it shattered Rocco's last bit of belief in escape. Pasak couldn't and wouldn't die. He would always be reborn in another identity, immortal.

And until his death, he could only be Pasak's puppet thug.

"Rocco, your brother Rowan is dead. It was Sivers who killed him."

"Sivers?" Luo Ke looked up, somewhat incredulous, "Didn't the Dark Lord die a long time ago?"

"Who told you that? Sivers is not dead. He just hid in the Forest of Unforeseen like a stink bug." Jonal continued to explain, "You don't have to be sad, because I will go to him soon and take back my things."

As long as Jonal uses his power of foresight, he will continue to be disturbed by the side effects, and this new body will soon run out of energy.

The only way to solve all this is to get the other half of the power in Sivers' hands, combine the two into one, and then eliminate the side effects.

In his current state, even if he charged into the Forest of No Hope and encountered the Wild Beast King or even the Guardian, he would be able to escape unscathed after killing Sivers.

This is the absolute power that surpasses millions of people. As long as he ascends to the throne of god, both orcs and wild beasts will have to crawl under him!

Chant His real name!