Chapter 1017 The curse of power.

The setting sun gradually slanted to the west.

The two of them walked in the afterglow of the setting sun and walked into this burnt ashes village. The black soot drifted slowly under their feet.

In the burnt-out house, the bones under the soot are faintly visible.

There are the bones of adults and the bones of children. Judging from the distorted shape of these bones, these people must be immersed in boundless pain before they die…

Looking at the scene in front of him.

Father John’s dry eyes were gradually filled with tears…

“warrior.”

“You were not curious just now, why don’t I have a high-level main god in the Water Spirit Race? Here is the answer.”

Father John said with a hoarse voice.

“here?”

Qin Feng was puzzled.

“good.”

“My Shui Ling clan is blessed by the heavens. The people of the Clan are born to be strong at the main god level. However, my Shui Ling clan does not like to fight. From ancient times to the present, I have always used power for planting…”

“A lot of precious herbs can only be grown by our water spirits…

“But even like 173.”

“The powerful force has also brought disasters to our water spirits… Although the Lion Empire has ruled our water spirits, it is still afraid of the power of our water spirits. Therefore, it imposes a sealing curse on all of our tribes to make us Shui Ling Clan has a supernatural power, but it can’t be used in battle at all.”



“not only.”

“The Divine Lion Dynasty also promulgated laws. Any member of the Shui Ling tribe, once their strength surpasses the fifth-level main god and becomes a high-level main god, they must immediately turn over to the dynasty and be burned to death in order to emulate you!”

“Any village or town, if there is a high-level main god level member of the Water Spirit Clan, but it is not turned in, then the entire village and town will be burned to ashes.”

“This village is called Luwei Village.”

“Presumably, it was the clan member of the high-level main god level who was born, and couldn’t bear to let this clan member be burned to death, so he hid it, but was noticed by the lion dynasty, so he suffered this kind of bad luck.”

“Hey, this is the curse of power!”

Father John exclaimed.

His eyes were blurred, as if thinking of something sad, but in his eyes, there was a deep worry…

“The curse of power…”

“this……”

After listening to Father John’s explanation, Qin Feng was also surprised.

No wonder, it’s no wonder that the Shui Ling tribe, who is the main god per capita, didn’t even give birth to a high-level main god. It turned out that they were all burned alive…

The rule of this lion dynasty is really cruel!

Suddenly.

Facing the encounter with the Shui Ling clan, Qin Feng actually felt sympathetic…

After searching in Luwei Village for a while, the two did not find any livelihoods, but Father John collected all the bones and put them on a raft.

Then he put a layer of tree oil on the raft and pushed it into the river.

Then use a rocket to light the raft…

“Shui Ling tribe, originated from the clear river…”

“The souls of our people will (bfbg) rest in peace only in the clear river.”

Finish it all.

Father John explained to Qin Feng.

In the evening.

The two hurried back to Liushui Town. Like other towns in the Shuiling tribe, Liushui Town was built by the river with low city walls and pointed arrow towers.

The news that Luwei Village was burned had already reached Liushi Town.

The gate of the town was closed tightly, and the militiamen holding bows and arrows stood on the wall, but when they saw that the man who came was Old John, the militiamen in the town immediately opened the gate.

But for Qin Feng, they still interrogated for a long time before agreeing to let him go.

“Father John.”

“Ling has been looking for you just now, so hurry home. That girl is at home alone, she must be waiting anxiously.”

A militiaman said to Father John.

“Hey……”

“This girl, I promised that he would be back at noon. I didn’t expect something unexpected happened and I encountered Luwei Village again…”

Father John said solemnly.

Well, due to the strong physique of the Water Spirit Race, his injury has almost healed on its own at this moment.

“May the souls of our people find rest in the clear river.”

The militiaman placed one hand on the Hungarian mouth.

As for the other militiamen, although their faces were painful, they did not feel much flustered. On the contrary, there was a little numbness on their faces.

Obviously.


They have seen too many things like Luwei Village burned by the whole village. Although it is uncomfortable, it is really numb.

“warrior……”

“Thank you for saving me. Tonight, please stay at my house… Let’s go to the market and buy some dishes. Tonight, let you taste the craftsmanship of that girl.”

At the end of the conversation with the militia, Father John turned around and said to Qin Feng.

“good.”

Qin Feng nodded subconsciously.

Well, he has some expectations for the craftsmanship of the big boss in the future. _

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