Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

No one knows what methods she used to obtain a special envoy token from Leo, which allows her to mobilize local officials and these secret guards at any time, but Wang Mu doesn't know how to use it.

He followed behind the secret guards and found that they had not found the escapee, only that he had fled to the south. Seeing these people scouting around, he couldn't help but find it amusing. They seemed to be hiding, but in the eyes of those who were interested, this was quite a big fuss.

Feeling deeply disappointed by these people after wasting half a day, he secretly left, chased after them, and walked for another half day before arriving in Duna City.

The city is not large, with only about 100,000 people. The city walls are not high, which is normal since this is the heartland of the empire. However, there are many people coming and going, all kinds of people.

Wang Mu arrived at the south, which was the only way to the south. He had calculated that, based on his own speed, the people fleeing south could not possibly be faster, unless there was a spiritual teleportation array or flying magical beasts. If such a thing existed, he believed that the palace would not have sent so many people south to chase after them.

This place is twenty miles from the city, on a flat plain. You can vaguely see a colorful flag at the highest point of Duna City. The main road in front of you is several meters wide. There are several resting places not far from the roadside, as well as several thatched huts selling water and dry food. A big tree shades an area of ​​several tens of meters in radius.

It's only late February, early spring. Although the sun is high in the sky, there's still a chill in the air.

There weren't many pedestrians in the area, but occasionally a few merchant caravans would pass by. Most of the travelers were mercenaries and lone travelers, usually in groups of three or five. Even groups of ten or a hundred people were rare. Some were on bicycles, while others were on foot.

Wang Mu sat down, seemingly drinking water, but secretly observing the passersby. These mercenaries were his main focus; if they had infiltrated a mercenary group, they would be difficult to find.

Soon after, cries for help were heard. Judging from the voice, it seemed to be a child. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that several hundred people had arrived. The long line stretched as far as the eye could see, with dozens of guards in front, each holding a gun or sword, and there were even several cultivators among them.

He thought to himself that this conglomerate was no ordinary entity; it was either a well-known merchant group on the mainland or belonged to a royal family.

He didn't care, since it would be difficult for someone who had fled to blend in.

There were ten wooden cages in the middle, filled with dozens of children, none of whom looked to be under ten years old. He knew that these children had all been trafficked, but so what?

With a population of over 10 billion on the mainland, and spanning tens of thousands of kilometers in all directions, countless similar incidents occur. Every second, people starve to death, die of disease, or are killed, humiliated, or sold into slavery.

Even a family or a clan can be wiped out, or die in the jaws of monsters, or be devoured by all sorts of monstrous creatures. This is the Ice Moon Continent, a world filled with carnage.

I am not a savior. Although I can save these children now, what good will it do? The day I leave, these children will be kidnapped by others and trafficked again. Even if they are not kidnapped, they will starve to death or be killed by monsters. Perhaps being trafficked is a better outcome.

Inside a luxurious carriage, the screams of a little girl for help and the depraved laughter of a man could be heard.

Wang Mu clenched his fists involuntarily, driven by an impulse, but soon slowly loosened them, merely staring coldly at the carriage.

The people around them were also glaring angrily, but when they saw the fierce guards, they all chose to remain silent.

Soon the carriage stopped, and the passersby immediately turned their heads away, pretending they had never seen it before.

Wang Mu sighed inwardly. If he hadn't possessed the soul memories of the Emperor, even without meeting Tivi, he might have ended up as a slave, like a beast.

He couldn't help but think of Tivi. At this moment, he realized that Tivi was probably already a queen, living a life of great wealth and honor, thus escaping the lowly and humble life of the lower classes, and perhaps even escaping all of that—something he could never provide for her.

While he was deep in thought, a child suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his clothes were tattered and his eyes were filled with fear.

He knew the child must have escaped from the cage; he was so thin that even the wooden bars of the cage couldn't hold him.

The child was only six or seven years old. Seeing that his eyes were glued to the dry biscuits on the table, he must have been starving. Since he was so young, I ran over to him.

Seeing the child like this, no matter how much Wang Mu hated or was indifferent to the world, he couldn't ignore it. At the very least, he had to give the child some food so that the child wouldn't starve.

He handed the child a dry biscuit, smiled and nodded, indicating that the child should eat it.

The child had just taken it when a loud shout rang out, "Kid, you're asking for it! Don't you know who I am?"

Wang Mu glared angrily at the newcomer. Just then, a man stepped down from the luxurious carriage. He was lean and capable, clearly a shrewd person, but his eyes were filled with malice, like those of a venomous snake.

This man was Wu Lande. He had just finished having some fun and wanted to get some fresh air, but he ended up seeing a reckless young man.

A little girl appeared behind him, her upper body completely exposed, and her lower body completely naked. It was clear that she had suffered endless humiliation. The little girl suddenly jumped off the carriage and tried to escape.

"Kill her, and this damned fool too!" Wu Lande shouted angrily.

When Wang Mu saw the girl running away, he could no longer control his anger.

Wu Lande was terrified, feeling that this young man was very powerful.

He knew that what he had done was heinous and immoral, or that he was avenging a foreign country. However, with the Holy Empire behind him, many people dared not lay a hand on him, but he was also afraid that others would secretly deal with him.

Therefore, the private guards were all more skilled than the palace guards, but they were like lambs in front of this young man, and were killed without any power to fight back. Fortunately, the guards fought desperately to protect him, otherwise they would have become the young man's dead souls.

It's no wonder that these guards, whether from the palace or private households, knew his identity: he was the current Holy Empire's Empress's own brother, and her only brother.

These people knew a little about the matter between the emperor and him at the Red Moon Academy. They couldn't bear to be killed now, because if they were killed, they would all be sentenced to death. They fought desperately to resist Wang Mu.

Before long, seeing that they could not stop this young devil, the group had no choice but to take Wu Lande and run away. They didn't care about anyone or any supplies anymore; these were all external possessions.

Unexpectedly, Wu Lande was about to take out the box from the carriage, which contained all of his family's belongings. But as soon as he turned around, he was injured by Wang Mu and stabbed several times.

The crowd was terrified. No matter how much he cursed, they grabbed the man and ran. They seized several fast horses, and with dozens of guards covering their retreat, they fled north.

Wang Mu was caught up in the killing frenzy. Although these people were all level six or seven practitioners, and even some level eight experts, they were no match for him. In addition, his movement techniques and martial arts were unlike anything these people had ever seen before. They were so fast and agile that they simply couldn't resist him.