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Melina also looked at the pair of birds, and she smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

She's not some magical princess with the ability to talk to animals.

The behavior just now was purely an occasional display of girlishness.

In this small village shrouded in the cloud of death, she was the only living person, and only one bonfire was burning.

Apart from Torret, there were only two birds who accompanied her.

Those are the only ones who can listen to her.

The little bird bounced a little closer to her, almost touching her leg.

They shook their heads and watched Melina carefully for a while, as if to make sure she would dislike them.

Melina didn't move at all.

The pair of birds with unique and colorful feathers spread their wings and fluttered onto Melina's lap.

Going one step further, it flew onto Melina's shoulder.

one side.

Melina's current look, with one eye and a bird on one shoulder, looks quite unique.

The bird chirped softly in her ear and pecked at her hair.

Melina understood, she had a special feeling.

He stood up, tilted his head and said, "You... have a place you want me to go?"

After hearing this, a pair of little birds happily jumped off her shoulders and flew up again, hovering above her head.

The beak kept making noises, as if urging Melina.

Melina blew the whistle of the spirit horse, called out Torret, jumped on the horseback and sat sideways, pointed to the birds in the sky and said, "Toret, follow them!"

Torret could understand human speech. After receiving the order, he immediately raised his front hooves and made a neighing sound, then kicked off his hooves and ran.

The birds were flying in the sky leading the way, and Torret followed on the ground.

Encountered a difficult road, Torret once again displayed its unique ability to jump in the air.

Waves of soul magic emerged from under the hooves, allowing it to leap forward with its strength, and it was as smooth as walking on the ground in the air.

Another thing that can do this in the air is called an ancestral spirit.The king among them is called the king of ancestral spirits.

Melina looked at the changes in the surrounding scenery in front of her eyes, and realized that she was approaching the royal city.

Do you want to go back to Wangcheng?

No, a pair of little birds led her into the rich forest.There is also an ominous atmosphere coming from the forest.

Maybe it was affected by the war. Outside the Fengrui Forest, there are people from the Volcano Mansion.

The army of the volcano mansion is gathering towards Kalia.

When Melina passed by Lake Lienia, she saw the Red Lion Army, Kalia and Volcano's mansion, and the three forces joined together and twisted into a rope.

And their target is most likely Wangcheng.

Melina hasn't thought about going to the sacred tree yet, nor has she been there.

The Wangcheng side is naturally heavily guarded.

Fertile Forest is in the awkward position of being stuck right in the middle.This forest, which is usually rich in products, feels cloudy at this time, which is reasonable.

However, Melina smelled the smell of death in the distance.

That's not what the forest emanates.

Outside of the rich forest, something has affected this place.

Where is beyond the forest?Windmill Village!

At the beginning, Zhao Si and his party went on a killing spree here, killing the apostle Shenpi who was behind the scenes, and captured the great sword of the hunting god on the underground altar.

Those who came to deal with the aftermath were the emissaries of Two Fingers, that is, those of Krepp.

It stands to reason that it is now an empty village.Even if you want to send people to emigrate there, it is impossible.

Because no one wants to live there.

After all, there was a massacre of the village.

And the pair of little birds hovered over the windmill village.Melina was puzzled, and stopped in front of the gate of Windmill Village on her Toret.

Here again there was a thin layer of mist, and the light from the golden tree could not illuminate this place well.

What's even weirder is that there are still several corpses hanging outside the gate of the village.

Melina jumped off the horse, put Toret away, and tentatively walked into the village.

Dead bodies can be seen everywhere in the village.Those were by no means the corpses of the former villagers of Fengche Village, as one could tell at a glance, some had just died, and some had already begun to rot.

Depending on the circumstances, it was probably suicide.

After witnessing the mass suicide in that unnamed village, Melina probably guessed what was going on in this village.

Some places would be called suicide shrines.

Those who can't think about it will go there to seek death.

And this Windmill Village is definitely not as simple as a suicide sanctuary.

Looking up at the sky, a pair of little birds were still circling, but locked onto the big house that once belonged to the village chief.

Melina moved closer, and the hand under the cloak held the handle of the dagger at her waist.

Slowly and slowly, you can hear the voice of someone talking inside.

"Oh, God has abandoned us, but it's all right."

It was a man's voice.

He was saying, "The great goddess Marika loves us, and she gave her blessings in order to save the junction from death."

"Now, we should let the pain of death add to us. Let Goddess Malika feel sad again and have mercy on us, and we will surely be able to regain the blessing."

"Heart, you must be sincere. Those who cannot be resurrected after death must not have enough faith to pass it on to the goddess Malika."

"Everyone, please look, this is a witch. The witch of the golden tree, we pray to her. She will convey our hearts to the goddess."

Melina hid behind the half-open wooden door, peeked out, and found a man with his hands on a girl's shoulders.

The girl, dressed as a fingerwitch, is being worshiped by the people in the house.

The big house of the village chief can accommodate many people. Some of these people crowded together and knelt on the ground to pray.

This scene is really ridiculous.

In just a split second, Melina can judge that this is a liar!

She realized that it was this kind of liar who was deceiving the world that made that outrageous theory spread across the border.

The border is currently in a state of war, the lords and King Elden have limited energy, and have no time to take care of many things.

That's why the little ones are born and caught in it to seek benefits.

Melina thought about it, but did not attack rashly.Instead, I want to go the official way first.

The official way is actually very simple, that is the golden rule fundamentalism.Or it should be called the Golden Law Church.

Radagon is the leader, and has exclusiveness and a certain degree of justice.

Its justice is mainly aimed at all kinds of heretics who may endanger the golden tree and the golden law.

So in theory, this deceitful cult can also be managed by these people under Radagon's hands.

Although it is still suppressing dissidents in essence, it is fine to control liars.For now, Melina can't think of anyone else to find.

Therefore, Melina immediately set off to Wangcheng to report.

I heard that another accident happened in Windmill Village, and there are still scammers trying to trick the people.There is no need to report to Ladagon, the knights of Wangcheng will directly lead people to solve this matter.

It was Christopher who hadn't seen him for a long time who led the troops to the Windmill Village.

The rest of the matter was very simple. Christopher led the soldiers into the Windmill Village and caught the culprit.

Melina didn't know anything about the deeper things.

It's just that the pair of birds landed on her shoulders again.

Melina was thinking about leaving the sphere of influence of Wangcheng, when she suddenly heard a woman's whisper: "You did a good job, I thought you would kill them all. I actually like you to kill them all."

Melina frowned slightly, and while leaving the royal city, she wanted to find out where the voice came from.

"Chirp" the black bird flew up and landed on her face, a pair of paws scratching her tightly closed eyes.

Melina was so frightened that she ran away quickly. She didn't understand why the usually docile bird suddenly attacked her.

"Don't be too nervous, I'm just trying." The whisper sounded in my ear again.

"Who are you?" Melina calmed down, watching the birds flying around her.

"This is Shuangniao, my messenger. We like you very much and want to make friends with you."

"Your behavior doesn't look like you want to make friends." Melina touched her sore left eyelid, and the short knife was exposed from under the cloak, with golden rhythms jumping on the blade.

The breath of the holy attribute caused a chirping of the two birds, they hated this feeling full of sacred life.

"Okay, I admit that I was a little anxious just now. I apologize to you, I'm sorry. I actually have something to ask of you."

"You don't even say who you are, you have no sincerity." Melina was ready to call Toret.

"Well, well, my name is Scartia. A runaway goddess."

Scartia, the lingering goddess of death, finally appeared.