Chapter 440: Fisherman and Little Girl
No hair, only dry black skin.
The Hellhounds that rushed out of the forest pounced straight at the fallen little girl.
Li Meng, sitting on the small stool by the riverbank, suddenly lifted his fishing rod and swung it backward.
The fishing line instantly crossed over ten meters, brushing past the Hellhounds.
The three Hellhounds that were charging toward the little girl suddenly had their heads severed.
Three heads flew high into the air and rolled onto the ground.
The headless corpses also collapsed onto the ground.
The earth then began to squirm.
The heads and corpses slowly sank into the earth.
As the corpses disappeared, the riverbank fell silent again.
Only the little girl lying on the grass told of an additional person on the riverbank.
After finishing a piece of dried fish, Li Meng wiped his hands.
Then he stood up and walked toward the little girl.
"Tsk tsk, she's really cute!"
Squatting beside the little girl, Li Meng clicked his tongue in amazement.
The little girl wore a delicate purple dress.
With a small cape.
Her crystal-clear face was scratched by some branches.
Her cuteness was beyond words.
Like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.
It was impossible to imagine how she would look when she grew up.
If this were during the Goblin days,
Li Meng would have already claimed the little girl.
But now, Li Meng's heart was as calm as still water.
The countless years had honed his emotions to the extreme.
"This is... the aura of a Death God?"
The faint aura of death within the little girl made Li Meng frown.
His eyes turned golden.
Li Meng foresaw the little girl's future.
And learned about her past.
Li Meng stared blankly at the little girl before him.
In every world, some people were destined for tragedy.
And the little girl before him was one of them.
The threat from the Demon Race forced humanity to the brink of extinction.
For centuries, humanity protected itself at all costs.
Humans of this era sought power more than at any other time.
From the moment of her birth, the little girl was made the Reincarnation Saintess of the Assassin Temple.
She gained power from the Death God through repeated Death Trials.
Each Death Trial made her stronger.
But Death Trials weren't just about dying.
They involved torture of both mind and body.
With each Death Trial, she would lose one of her six senses.
And her emotions would slowly be wiped away.
When she lost all six senses, she would become a pure weapon.
Her future was filled with tragedy.
In the future, she fought alone.
Until she was thirty-seven, when she faced the Demon God.
She did not become humanity's savior.
She didn't even harm the Demon God before being cut in half.
At the end, Li Meng saw a pack of Hellhounds fighting over her body.
At that moment, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes.
Her pupils contracted.
She instinctively thrust a small dagger at Li Meng's neck.
Luckily, the little girl came to her senses.
The dagger stopped against Li Meng's neck.
Her expressionless face was filled with wariness.
Li Meng took a piece of dried fish from his pocket and offered it to her.
"Want some?"
The little girl frowned slightly, a flash of confusion in her eyes.
Her dagger was at his neck.
Yet he offered her food.
Wasn't he afraid she would stab him?
But... she was a little hungry.
The little girl hesitated.
In the end, she withdrew her dagger.
The golden dried fish made her gulp.
The rich aroma made her stretch out her hand involuntarily.
Then she suddenly snatched the dried fish from Li Meng and devoured it.
"Eat slowly, I've got more!"
Li Meng patted the pouch at his waist.
Then handed a water flask to the little girl.
The little girl grabbed the flask and gulped a few mouthfuls.
Before long, five pieces of dried fish disappeared into her stomach.
The little girl seemed to remember something.
She struggled to get up.
"B-bad people are chasing me, I-I need to leave!"
Li Meng stood up, arms crossed proudly.
Looking arrogant and fearless.
"In Rogue Town, I'm the top fighter, never lost a fight. Don't worry, no matter how bad they are, they'll become good when they meet me. You're so cute, I'll protect you."
The little girl rolled her eyes at him.
Was she encountering an idiot?
They came!
The killing intent from the forest made the little girl's face change slightly.
"Careful!"
Her voice turned cold.
Five thin figures charged out from the forest.
Hellhounds were the weakest among the Demon Race.
Their strength was only equivalent to a first-tier human professional.
But Hellhounds weren't meant for battle.
They were fast, serving as scouts among the Demon Race.
They often appeared deep inside human territory.
Launching raids on poorly defended villages and towns.
Their purpose was to scatter human forces.
"She's there, kill her!"
The Hellhounds roared excitedly.
"Did you stir up a hornet's nest?"
Without hesitation, Li Meng scooped up the little girl and ran toward the town.
Even though he could instantly kill these Hellhounds,
he couldn't expose his abilities.
He was just a kid.
"Kid, put her down!"
Seeing Li Meng running, the Hellhounds gave chase.
Chasing and chasing, they realized the human boy was incredibly fast.
So small, carrying someone,
yet they struggled to catch up.
"You're dead!"
One Hellhound roared in anger.
It leaped into the air, throwing a short knife.
The spinning knife shot toward Li Meng's back.
"Careful!"
The little girl tried to block with her dagger.
But her injured arm couldn't lift.
Li Meng intended to dodge but suddenly sensed another presence nearby.
"Sst!"
The short knife slashed Li Meng's back.
Tearing a hole in his clothes.
Blood splattered.
Li Meng grunted and rolled onto the ground, still clutching the little girl.
"Haha, human brat, you're dead!"
Seeing Li Meng fall, the Hellhounds roared excitedly.
Using all four limbs like dogs, they charged.
Li Meng staggered up.
The little girl clutched his hand.
"Run! They're after me. If you get back to town, you'll be safe!"
Li Meng shook off her hand.
Without saying a word, he rushed toward the Hellhounds.
"Come on, little doggies!"
Li Meng dodged sideways, avoiding the incoming short knife.
His small fist swung out, punching a Hellhound in the belly.
Hellhounds' weak points were the belly and neck.
One punch made the Hellhound clutch its stomach and fall to its knees.
Li Meng's second punch followed quickly,
striking the Hellhound's neck.
A crisp "crack" echoed, and the Hellhound's neck snapped.
Its body collapsed.
"Brat, die!"
Another Hellhound lunged at Li Meng.
Its sharp short knife slashed down.
Li Meng didn't dodge.
Even a second-tier professional would struggle to dodge this blow.