My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Even at such a long distance, the movement of the monsters could be heard.

It was obvious that the monster was moving its nest.

If there was another accident along the way, it was very likely that a small demon tide would form.

The crowd began to get agitated.

They were just a few rookies, and they could only rely on the magic tools they carried to go around the edge of the Giant Oak Forest.

It would be too much for them to deal with monsters, or even demon tides!

Carl smiled gently.

"I understand that everyone wants to eliminate the pagans for the Frost Moon Goddess, but this is really not a place to stay for a long time."

"How about this, we leave a representative behind, who can also monitor Alian and spread the news of her ending back."

"At the same time, one person's target is smaller and less likely to be discovered by monsters."

Everyone found a way out and agreed.

"This is a good idea!"

"I agree!"

But support is support, who will stay?

Everyone agreed for a long time, but no one dared to ask first.

Everyone knows that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot.

Carl covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

"I am the most proficient in stealth magic among all the people present."

"For me, leaving the Giant Oak Forest safely is not a problem, I will stay."

Everyone was eager at the time and praised Carl again and again.

They are both adopted sons of the lord, why is one in heaven and the other in hell?

Then he took the opportunity to curse Alian on the ground.

It seems that this can cover up the dark thoughts in their hearts and highlight how righteous they are.

After saying that.

They cast spells faster than each other, running faster than rabbits!

...

Wait until there is no one around.

Carl no longer has to maintain that gentle mask.

He walked step by step to Alian.

The shoes made of unknown monster leather ruthlessly rolled over Alian's fingertips.

"Ah!!!"

A heart-pounding bone cracking sound rang out.

Accompanied by Alian's dry, sandpaper-like painful moans, it seemed particularly miserable.

Carl's mouth curled up a chilling smile, and he said condescendingly:

"Alian, three years ago, you didn't expect that I would crush your hand bones, right?"

Alian looked up suddenly, with astonishment and anger intertwined in her eyes.

"Carl! You are behind this!"

"The rumors in the territory, the forbidden book about the God of Storms in my room, and the forbidden magic that appeared inexplicably, are all your tricks?!"

"Where did I offend you that you want to frame me like this?"

Carl chuckled, and there was no warmth in his smile.

"Why should I tell you? Isn't it more interesting to let you die with doubts and reluctance?"

Alian's heart was like an ice cellar.

She thought of many possibilities.

Even her adoptive father was suspected, but he was not suspected!

Even if they are in a competitive relationship now.

But if it wasn't for Carl back then.

Alian had long been stranded in the wilderness because she failed the assessment, just like most adopted children.

There was no chance for her to become a magician!

Now the other party went around in circles to deal with her, why on earth!!

Alian gritted her teeth, and fragments of the past flashed through her mind.

"Three years ago... was it because you lost to me in the territory competition three years ago and lost a bottle of talent cleansing potion?"

Three years ago, the lord had many adopted sons.

The resources that each person could get were very pitiful, so the rewards of the territory competition were particularly important.

Especially the bottle of remodeling potion that the lord got from nowhere for the first place.

In fact, according to the situation at that time.

Carl was the one with the highest cultivation among all the adopted sons, and even had a high talent of a gap!

The first place was almost certain.

As a result, Alian, a dark horse, emerged.

First, because the opponent assigned was very weak, he entered the finals smoothly.

Because of the temporary burst, she successfully defeated Carl, who was exhausted by the round-robin battle.

The talent washed by the potion did not improve much for Alian.

There was no change in the speed of cultivation.

She once thought it was a fake medicine.

However, after the big burst.

Her talent in physical combat emerged, and she found the direction of magic swordsman that was very suitable for her cultivation.

Her strength gradually caught up with Carl, and the two of them were temporarily on par.

Every time they trained, the number of wins and losses was almost the same.

Alian's eyes were full of disbelief and anger.

"Just because of this, you want to kill me?!"

Although the strength of the two of them was almost the same, the lord obviously valued Carl more.

Compared with the adopted daughter, she was more like a thug!

She didn't believe that the other party didn't know that she wanted to get rid of the organization!"Of course..." Carl said with a smile, "No."

The angry expression on Aryan's face froze.

"What, what?"

Did she misunderstand him?

Carl was amused by Aryan's funny expression and laughed sincerely.

"I just said a number casually, and you really believe it? Can you really find such a ridiculous reason for me?"

"Hahahahahaha, you are really an idiot!"

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, but the strength of his feet did not decrease at all.

Every large movement was accompanied by Aryan's more painful groans and the crisp sound of broken finger bones.

"Ugh!!"

Aryan's forehead was sweating from the pain.

Carl wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes because of laughing, and his voice returned to coldness.

"But then again, a stupid guy like you, the old man who never dies, actually wants to use you as an heir?!"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Aryan endured the severe pain and raised his head in anger.

"I don't know anything about this! How could he choose me as the heir?"

"Yeah, how could it be possible..." Carl's smile remained unchanged, "So I lied to you."

A surprise flashed in Aryan's eyes.

Carl chuckled: "See, you believe it again?"

"You say it's impossible, but the eyes of a fool can't lie."

"If I said, 'Kill you, the position of heir will be mine', you would believe it."

A strong sense of humiliation and anger surged in Aryan's heart.

"You!"

She never wanted to stand up more than now.

She wanted to pull Carl's collar and punch his hypocritical face!

But she couldn't even move her fingers, and her lower body was completely unconscious.

She could only be slaughtered!

Aryan turned her head away, not wanting to look at him, nor did she want to answer any of his questions.

Carl roughly straightened her face, and a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No, let's continue chatting! From the moment the plan started, I was expecting your desperate expression."

"You're going to die anyway, why not provide me with a little more fun?"

Alian didn't speak, but he could talk to himself.

Carl looked at Alian, who was half-soaked in blood and looked like a demon, and spoke slowly word by word.

"You said that in terms of cultivation, I am no worse than you, but in terms of means and abilities, you have none of them."

"What on earth did the old man see in you? Could it be..."

His eyes moved down and fell on her chest, which was half lying on the ground and forced to raise itself into an arc.

Then moved down again...