Chapter 101 Destruction and Rebirth

If you want people to die, they must first make them crazy!

Carl is so crazy right now.

Uneasy footsteps are moving, and worrying thoughts are floating.

Nearly a night has passed since the test, but the situation was not as Carl had hoped.

Because, that child, that damned child, actually didn't die!

That guy he hated really saved the kid!

Well now, everyone knows that the medicine that guy made is hope, a hope to end this disaster.

This is indeed good news, but when it fell into Carl's ears, it was like bad news, like the worst poisonous words.

That guy succeeded, that doesn't mean that everything he originally pursued – power, status, money and beauty. Was it taken from him?

This kid, why did he come to "060 to take away" what originally belonged to him? These should have been prepared for him, so why did he take it away?

Carl gritted his teeth, his eyes glowing fiercely.

However, although Carl was extremely angry at the moment, he calmed down when he thought of what he was going to do next.

He wants to change his destiny, he wants to reverse the situation, and he still has a chance.

At this moment, it is just before dawn, the sky is the darkest, and it is the most convenient to do things.

In the darkness, Carl slowly exposed his head and looked left and right.

There was no one around, and the unsightly cauldron was still placed in the center of the open space.

His eyes lit up, he hesitated for a while, and finally he was covered with unwillingness.

He no longer stopped in his footsteps, clenched the things in his hand, and walked towards the goal softly and slowly.

The white powder is mixed and poured into the liquid medicine, which appears to be moisturizing and silent!

"Do you still want to be a hero?" Carl sneered as he watched the powder melt into the water, "Innocent, I'll ask you to take a good look today. What is the world?"

"I also want you to understand that being a human being, it's better to restrain yourself, otherwise, if you provoke someone you shouldn't provoke, you won't know how to die!"

The voice did not fall,

"Crack~Crack~Crack!" A crisp applause suddenly came from behind.

"Who?" Carl shuddered.

Looking back, Carl almost fell to the ground when he saw the figure standing there.

It turned out, that guy, how could he be here? Carl panicked, did he see it all?

Carl looked at Carl calmly: "You really made me understand what the world is. However, the person who doesn't know how to die is not me."

"No, no," Carl ran back, seeing the murderous look in Carl's eyes.

Did he want to kill him?

Carl raised his feet and wanted to escape, but the next moment, he felt a pain in his stomach and fell heavily to the ground. Before he could scream, he lost weight again and flew up.

"Bang!" He fell into the water, and he took a few sips before he could react.

When he reappeared and realized that he had fallen into the pot, his expression changed.

What did he just drink?

"No! You can't do this to me, you can't!" Carl's expression was full of madness. The poison he just injected was inexplicable. Is he going to die?

Carl tried to crawl out, but when he moved, he found himself unable to exert himself.

This poison is indeed coming quickly and fiercely.

Carl looked at Carl who was in despair, his expression still indifferent.

In order to frame him, this guy did not hesitate to use a ruthless hand–attempting to poison all the townspeople of Kaza Town, which is really frustrating.

Of course, Carl was surprised by Karak's madness, but not too surprised.

There is light in Middle-earth, but there is also darkness, and the darkness is not limited to those dark creatures. In this regard, he has long been aware of it.

Carl's shrill screams finally attracted the soldiers, who watched this scene in surprise. The captain of the guard also rushed over, and when he heard that Carl was poisoning, his expression couldn't help changing.

No one expected Carl to do such a crazy thing.

Under everyone's attention, Carl slowly lost his voice, weakly let go of the hand that was holding the edge of the pot, and his body floated weakly on the water.

He died, he was destroyed by his own desires, and no one sympathized with him.

Dawn broke, and the red sun on the horizon has slowly revealed its head, bringing the brilliance of the morning. It is bright and not dazzling, but it just makes people feel warm…

The townspeople of Kaza Town were finally treated.

The captain of the guard distributed the re-refined medicinal liquid to everyone, and the haze that had been entangled in the Andain River finally disappeared.

The disaster on the Andain River was finally stifled, and the captain of the guard sent the good news to Edoras overnight.

"Unchained?" When King Seychel heard the good news from Andain, his face was a little stunned.

In just one night, the disease that had been plaguing him was solved like this?

"King, yes, Lord Carl's ability is truly amazing. I don't think anyone is more skilled in medicine, and no one is more kind and responsible."

The captain of the guard thought of Carl's determination when he ate the medicine he had prepared, and his patience when he healed the dying child.

"Okay, okay, okay." Seychel nodded again and again, full of excitement, "Please come back to our hero, I want to thank him personally, on behalf of all the people of Rohan."

The captain of the guard returned with the news.

Three days later, when the disaster on the Andaine River completely disappeared, Carl also set off again with Gandalf and Bilbo, and according to the order, prepared to return to Edoras to receive his reward.

King Seychelle, Queen Mowen, and Yinguang's family were all dressed neatly and stood outside the gate of Edoras.

Seeing the solemn appearance of his father and mother, Syudea couldn't help but pull Syudea beside him, and asked:

"Sister, you say, what will the hero who saved our Rohan kingdom look like?"

Hearing this, Shiyudaya was stunned, then shook her head: "I don't know."

After a pause, he added: "However, we should be happy that Rohan was saved."

Yeah, should be happy indeed.

Hearing this, Hjelden felt strange. He glanced at his sister, not understanding why she was so absent-minded.

Above the horizon, silhouettes began to appear, slowly approaching on horseback.

But the distance was too far, and everyone couldn't see what he looked like, so they all looked forward to it, and they were all curious about what their hero looked like.