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"Kada"

"boom"

The pyroxene blunderbuss fired, two sounds sounded like one, the simplest pyroxene magic was generated at the muzzle of the gun, and the [pyroxene magic gravel] hit the old man's head.

If nothing else, it can blow the old man's head off.He didn't care who the old man was. Could the man who made clothes out of human skin be a normal person?

Not to mention how it was before, from ancient times to ancient times to modern times, from primitive to civilization, nothing remains the same.

Things that once seemed normal, after the evolution of civilization, may be eliminated and submerged in history.

Human sacrifice is something that should have been eliminated a long time ago.

I thought that the "Magic Gravel" could easily blow the head of the old man, but instead of thinking, it passed through and hit the box behind.The wooden box was broken, revealing its contents - weapons.

Weapons made of human bones include hatchets, rakes, and mallets.Such a weapon seems to carry a sinister aura.The same kind of bones, if ordinary people just saw them, they would feel horrified.

"This is the hidden secret of this village." The old man chuckled, and there was a bleakness in his laughter, as if something sad had been evoked.

"This is a cannibalistic village." The old man introduced himself, "My name is Grace, and I am a poor man who lost his wife and children. I am an outsider just like you. I advise you to listen to my story... ..."

Grace didn't care whether Zhao Si could take it or not, and started telling stories on his own.It's as if there is a cutscene in the game that cannot be skipped.The point is that this cutscene has nothing to do with the main line, and it is stinky and long.

Zhao Si suffered from not being able to find "skip", and there was no way to get rid of Ge Ruisi, who was tentatively targeted, and he always felt uneasy if he left without solving it, so he could only listen patiently.

Grace waved the flail in his hand, a weird flail made of metal.The balls connected by chains at the top are in the shape of human heads made of copper, and there are three in total.

"Don't be afraid, the 'human head' on it is just made by me in the image of my wife and children. It's not a real human head, it's my commemoration of them." Grace was still smiling, but more and more bitter.

He stirred up the mist and constructed a new picture in front of Zhao Si's eyes: that was the young Goris, when he just came out of the Magic Academy.

Grace studied in the academy in his early years, learned the knowledge of magic, and then embarked on a journey thinking of traveling.The border is vast, and he has also seen many strange people and strange things, and learned that there are other beliefs besides the golden tree.

"But there is no god of death." Grace shook his head and sighed, "I searched all over the borderlands and found no gods related to death. Doesn't it mean that there is another god besides Malika, or that there is no god related to it at all? Records. But that wasn't a big deal to me when I was young. And then... I fell in love."

Grace met his sweetheart, a kind and gentle woman.The two hit it off and got married quickly without red tape.A man who has become a family needs to shoulder the responsibilities of the family. Grace can no longer live like a wild crane, so he wants to live an ordinary life.

Coincidentally, the place they chose to make their home is in Fengche Village.At that time, Fengche Village was a beautiful peach blossom garden in the eyes of the Ge Ruisi family. The folk customs were honest and the neighbors had good relations. They were very enthusiastic about the foreign Ge Ruisi and helped them build houses.

And Ge Ruisi has traveled abroad for many years and has mastered many skills. He can easily find a job in the village and can support his family and live a happy life.

Life is stable and rich, and it is time to have children.Grace's wife gave birth to him two children in one breath, twins, a boy and a girl.Ge Ruisi, who was a father for the first time, was overjoyed, and the neighbors also congratulated him one after another, and gave him a lot of things according to the village rules.

Faced with the enthusiasm of the villagers, the Ge Ruisi family is very happy and sincerely grateful.Therefore, Grace is very enthusiastic and willing to help other villagers. In addition, he already knows magic and can do things that villagers cannot.

"But suddenly one day, I received a warning. In this windmill ranch, a down-and-out lunatic sent me a warning." Grace didn't care whether Zhao Si could bear it or not, and insisted on everything in detail. Tell Zhao Si.

Zhao Si shot again at Ge Ruisi, but found that he was still passing through and couldn't hit the target.Sighing softly, it seems that you have to watch all the "cutscenes".Of course, you can't just stand there and listen to the story. Zhao Si searched in the windmill, hoping to find Grace's body, finish him quickly, and then go back.

There was no guarantee that there would be no danger on the Bagram side.If the god skin apostle appeared there, Zhao Si would have to fight back to help out.I hope that the scene where the apostle of the godskin bows to him when he sees him can happen.

——I have to stand up for a while.

Zhao Si was looking for clues while listening to Grace's nagging.

Grace didn't stop Zhao Si, and was still immersed in his own story.

"That lunatic is the original owner of the Windmill Ranch. He is also an outsider..." Grace said this, his voice trembling: "He said to me: outsider, run, run!"

In Grace’s story, the rancher came to Windmill Village from outside, bought a large piece of land from the previous village chief, built a windmill ranch, and hired villagers to farm the land.

Like a landowner, the rancher dreams of a life of abundance in Windmill Village.In his eyes, these simple villagers are big animals and trolls. If it weren't for the fact that Fengche Village is closer to Wangcheng, he would even want to use the villagers to farm land for nothing, and he would not give them any food or money.

The ranchers have many exploitation plans, and they seem to be a borderline "Zhou Pai skin", but they never expected that the people in Fengche Village were really pai skin.Of course, the rancher is not alone, he also takes care of his family.

People from the landlord's family, the skin quality must be very good.Then, one night, covered heads and faces, carrying torches and weapons, the villagers rushed into the rancher's home, dragged his wife and children out, and tied him up.

"The gods will be very happy with the best human skin."

The rancher recognized that it was the voice of the village chief.

"What are you going to do? If you want money, land, anything, I will give it to you, please don't touch my family!" the rancher roared hoarsely.

"Ah, that kind of thing will come back to us in the end. Don't worry too much, because Fengche Village is a place blessed by God." The village chief let out a piercing laugh.

"God? What god? Malika, Goddess Malika would not allow such a thing!" said the rancher.

"Who would believe that bitch!!!" The village chief suddenly roared and kicked the rancher in the face.

His face was swollen from the rancher's kick, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

The celebration will begin immediately, and ranchers are specially invited to visit.The dancers are dancing in their ceremonial clothes, and the village chief plays the role of a priest in human skin clothes to preside over the ceremony. They will skin the wives and children of the ranchers on the altar.

The screams and blood echoed in the rancher's mind, and he instinctively closed his eyes to avoid this scene.But the villagers cut off his eyelids, forcing his blood-filled eyeballs to look directly at this cruel scene, but there was nothing they could do.

Even if you suffer from agitation and incontinence, even if your wrists are worn out by the hemp rope, even if your jaw is dislocated and cannot close.

There is nothing the rancher can do.What's even more frightening is that besides his family, there are other girls who volunteered to be sacrificed.The skin is enshrined to the gods, the flesh and blood are buried in the ground, new life will be born in death, and Fengche Village will have another good harvest.

The land that once belonged to the rancher once again belonged to Fengche Village, and the wealth of the rancher was naturally divided among the villagers.The poor rancher was thrown outside and left to fend for himself. This was his punishment. The village chief said it was God's will to save the mad rancher's life and make him live in pain forever.

If he killed him with one knife, it would actually set him free.Those who are unwilling to offer sacrifices are not worthy of embracing death.

"pong"

Grace smashed the flail on the ground: "And my wife and children also suffered the same fate. Hate, I hate, why didn't I listen to that lunatic and stay away from this windmill village? I watched my wife and children I was captured, and my staff was stolen by the villagers. Fortunately, I escaped and found a chance to make this flail."

A magician without a wand is indeed weak. Facing the crazy villagers, it is wise for Grace to temporarily retreat.

"I want to resurrect them." Gorris said, "I begged the golden tree to resurrect them, but it's impossible. My family is just ordinary people, not qualified to resurrect the golden tree. So I want to find the god who is in charge of death , After hearing what the lunatic said, I believe that there is such a god of death in the junction."

Grace traveled the borderlands again, but found nothing.I couldn't find it when I was young, and I couldn't find it when I was older.In fact, he has not yet reached old age, but the hatred in his heart coupled with the ups and downs made him look particularly old.

He could only return to the village in despair and become one of them in human skin.

"But I didn't find it. In the junction area, the most closely related to the God of Death may be the Windmill Village. So I came back, and I came back to pray for the God of Death to return my family." Ge Ruisi sighed, "The only way to become the Windmill Village Only by being a part of it can we participate in the celebration and pray to God.”

Tired of searching, Zhao Si simply stood against the wall, took off his scarf and spat out bullets, and said, "So you killed those people?"

"No, I just put human skin on my body." Grace was a little anxious, "Why is there no death at the junction, why not?"

Nonsense, the Queen of Night Colors typed gg in the laughter, Godwin is not dead yet and has not become a "dead prince", it is too difficult to find a real master related to death.

Grace said: "But the fog is indeed created by my spell. I want to trap the village, let them feel the death they worship, and then die in the village. I can't revive my family, so I can only revenge them. "

This old man probably held back for too long before he said so much to Zhao Si.Grace cast a spell to mobilize the dead energy buried in the ground, forming a mist in the air, gradually eroding the living.The custom of Windmill Village has been around for a long time. I don't know how many dead bodies were buried, so it was used by Grace.

"Is that what you prayed to your finger?" Zhao Si asked.

"No." Grace shook his head, "I don't need to pray to my fingers."

Zhao Si asked again: "Then you have been here for so long, have you ever seen the 'God' they call?"

"No." Grace lowered his head.

"You pulled me over there to talk a bunch of nonsense, what exactly do you want?" Zhao Si bit the bullet in his mouth again, and put on the face scarf.

Grace smiled: "I just want to confide my heart to the dead. I was thinking, can you outsiders who are lured here for some reason, be able to lure out the god hidden behind the windmill village?"

That's all there is to say, let's fight!If Ge Ruisi wanted to kill Zhao Si, he would naturally have to release his phantom to reveal his real body.

Although the old man is old, his skills are not bad, which means he is still young.It seems that after escaping from the windmill village, he strengthened his melee combat ability and waved the flail in the small environment inside the windmill, trying to smash Zhao Si's head.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Si swung his scimitar while avoiding the flail.He keenly discovered that the flail was entwined with unjust ghosts. When those perverted ghosts hit objects with the flail, they would trigger the explosion effect of unjust ghosts, causing splash damage.

Grace was not busy chasing Zhao Si who was dodging, but raised the flail high, the round head of the flail floated up, and groups of ghosts in the shape of human skulls emerged from it, floating in the windmill to chase Zhao Si.

Zhao Si sneered, the scimitar wrapped around the spirit fire and pierced the ground, the spirit fire scurrying across the floor activated the hidden pyroxene bullets.When he was exploring the windmill before, he didn't look for it randomly, but hid the pyroxene bullet in the corner behind Grace's back, and now is the time to use it.

Use [Spiritual Fire·Ohe Sword Dance] to manipulate several pyroxene bullets to suspend in the air, and then shoot one of the bullets.

The bullet was crossed by Zhao Si with a knife and became very fragile. After being impacted, it immediately scattered and exploded.Fragments containing magic power flew around and hit other pyroxene bullets, indirectly prompting the pyroxene bullets to emit [pyroxene magic gravel].

In the narrow windmill, 【Pyrostone Magic Gravel】danced with the wronged souls, and the scurrying "magic gravels" scattered the wronged souls.At the same time, Zhao Si exited the windmill on tiptoe and ran outside, it was not safe outside.

The ground swelled, and a skeleton snake with a large human skull on its back got out of the ground and spit out its grievances towards Zhao Si.

"pong pong pong"

A series of gunshots sounded, and those bone snakes were smashed to pieces.

"Before I was thinking, this is a new magic item made by the academy... It's so powerful..." Grace was beaten to pieces, with a hole in his chest and he was still able to speak, and he walked out holding the door frame. The vitality is really tenacious.

Flesh rolled from his body to the ground, and it was hard to tell which were his skin and which were human skin clothes.

"You said... can my family and I meet... in the golden tree?" Grace asked the last question.

The only answer was gunshots, and after his head exploded like a watermelon, he was finally unable to think about anything.And his flesh and blood flowed into the land and became a new nutrient.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the surrounding fog is much smaller.