Oswede pulled his longsword out of the chest of a humanoid monster.
Black blood flowed on the longsword and it gave off an iron tang that made him feel disgusted.
The lifeless corpse of the monster under his feet had four sharp limbs. Its body was like a leopard and its face was ugly and savage.
Looking up, the ground was filled with the corpses of such monsters, as well as the mutilated corpses of ordinary humans.
This place was originally a village but it was completely destroyed by the monsters.
Oswede's expression was gloomy and there was a scar on his face that extended from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. It was a painful scar left by a saint-level monster. That time, it had almost dug out its entire left eye.
He had become mature and much stronger.
After all, five years had passed.
In the half a year since he came out from the lost Divine Kingdom, the entire continent had undergone great changes.