“The world... it has changed a lot.”

On the way toward the No Offspring Tomb, Muller witnessed all sorts of unbelievable things. First of all, the people were very brave. Until hundreds of years ago, monsters were a living disaster. Apart from a few hardened warriors, the majority of people held their breaths and feared monsters. In order to cross a big mountain, they had to hire mercenaries or risk their own lives.

However, for the people of this time, monsters were treated as prey on the same level as wild boar. Various humans slaughtered monsters with their own abilities and used the corpses as trophies. Even a weakling with only one wooden sword considered the slime in front of the village as something to be hunted, not something to be avoided. It was as if his life was infinite. He approached the slime with clumsy movements and attacked it.

At this point, Muller wondered if the people who had been killed by monsters in the past were reincarnated and were getting revenge on their enemies. Of course, it was a crazy idea. The souls of the dead were bound to a distorted hell.

“Has the human species itself evolved...