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As soon as the voice fell, one hand was raised lazily, pointing to the red-haired girl in front who was fighting a bloody battle with a group of beasts.

"Listen, don’t beco a lunatic like her, do you hear ?"

Atlas’ tone was very light, but it carried an irresistible pressure. As he spoke, he shook his head, and his face was full of the word "headache."

"If you are like her, you will lose your life sooner or later!"

But after waiting for a long ti, the boy next to him didn’t say a word.

Atlas frowned slightly and looked down—he saw Eli staring at the red-haired girl in the distance; his eyes were so bright, as if the stars fell to the earth.

At that mont, Atlas’s veins were throbbing.

"You little brat, look at clearly!" He slapped Eli on the forehead and gritted his teeth, "I’ll ask you again, who is more important? Your biological father, , or your troubleso aunt?"

Eli almost didn’t hesitate and blurted out, "Aunt."

"..." The smile on Atlas’s face froze completely.

"... Damn, is it really my biological child?! How could I give birth to an ungrateful person like you!" He roared, almost mad to death.

"Say it again?" He pinched his temple, his eyes full of irritability. "If you dare to say that Aunt is important again, I will make sure you never see her again in your life!"

Eli’s eyes widened instantly, his face full of shock, as if he had been greatly threatened.

Atlas snorted coldly, still furious: "What’s so good about that girl? She makes trouble every day! Look, today she caused all the high-level mutant beasts in the forest to run out. Does she think she can beat dozens of them by herself? What is she thinking! If you follow her, you will only beco as crazy as her!"

He changed the subject and began to show off: "If you look at more and learn from , maybe you can learn a few tricks of heaven-defying secrets and beat these beasts directly in the future!"

"..." Eli pouted and muttered softly, "But Grandpa said that Dad is the one who makes the most trouble... You were kicked out of the house, and even Mom..."

Snap!

Atlas almost kicked the tree apart, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"... That damn old man!" He gritted his teeth, "You only know how to protect that stinky girl! He actually made up stories about in front of my son and even blad for your mother’s affairs?"

He beca more and more angry, sneering, "Do you think I drove your mother away? Who would like to stay in that lunatic’s house?"

His voice was low, but his eyes were extrely complicated, as if he was suppressing so anger and grievances that had been accumulated for many years.

"You also think... your mother ran away because of ?" Atlas looked at his son with a tone of almost inaudible fragility.

Eli lowered his head and did not answer. But his silence, like a sharp knife, cut into Atlas’ heart.

After a while, Atlas chuckled with a hint of fatigue and self-mockery: "Hehe... what a good son."

But at this mont—

Boom!!

In the distance, a blue light rose into the sky, giant trees collapsed, and the earth shook. Countless shadows danced with the wind, like thousands of ghosts. The figure of the red-haired girl was still fighting, but she seed to have transcended the world, like a god of war descending to the world!

Her first wind shook the entire forest and made it wail!

Eli opened his eyes wide, and his eyes beca more and more fiery.

The wind was rising, and the clouds were moving constantly.

But suddenly, the father and son both froze at the sa ti, as if so terrifying existence had awakened from the netherworld.

The killing intent swept through the entire forest like a huge wave, causing the trees to tremble, the birds to be silent in an instant, and even the air seed to freeze.

"Hiss—"

A low cry that made people’s backs cold ca from behind the tree.

Atlas turned around suddenly, his eyes like knives.

He stretched out his hand, pulled Eli into his arms, and protected him behind him. The usual carefree smile had long disappeared, replaced by a calm and coldness like a god.

"Don’t move." He whispered, but his tone was unquestionable.

"This thing... can easily hurt you."

As soon as the voice fell, a huge monster slowly swam out of the black fog.

It was a python, its scales were as black as iron, its body was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree, and it was dozens of feet long. Its body was twisted around several branches, and it actually coiled around seven towering big trees. The snake’s pupils were dark blue, as if it could devour souls, and contained an unspeakable pressure.

"Pangu Python?" Atlas raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "It seems that this forest is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

He raised his hand and patted Eli’s shoulder gently.

"Go find a safe place." His tone was not heavy, but it was domineering and could not be refused.

"Daddy will solve it."

Eli’s expression turned grim. He didn’t argue. His body moved like lightning as he leapt from the branch, landing soundlessly on the ground below.

Don’t underestimate him. Eli wasn’t a helpless child.

From the mont he was born, nothing about his life had followed the rules of the world. He had trained harder than most adults since he could walk. He had already defeated mutated beasts up to level 10 with his own ability.

But as he stared up at the monstrous snake still looming above the trees, his fingers clenched. Because it was definitely Level 15 or more.

That thing wasn’t just big. It was suffocating. Its sheer pressure made the trees moan and made the wind crawl.

Eli knew that if he stayed, he would only get in the way. He vanished into the shadows, but his eyes were burning with ambition. Because he had sothing to prove.

He still rembers when he had failed to control a level 9 zombie last ti and could not save his aunt.

He still doesn’t understand. Why did it happen? It should have been easy. It was easy. And yet it slipped out of his grasp like mud.

That humiliation still burned in his chest.

So he ran—until he found another mutated beast closer to his level. He punched in the air with renewed vigor as his eyes locked on it like a hawk.

"Fine," he muttered, "Let’s see who’s weak now."

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