Chapter 537: Fragments of the Past
The tireless undead creatures rushed towards the two powerful cultists day and night like a wave. In a small mountain village, broken flesh and bones piled up layer after layer. However, even so, they were still unable to stop them. The steps that a man and a woman take to move forward.
Night after night, the small village has been left behind by the two people from the Gray Ruins Dragon Society. As the dark sun rises and sets in the sky, the thick fog shrouding the surroundings quietly disperses. Go and no longer provide shelter to the dead.
The rotten odor and miasma exuded by the corpses paralyzed the nerves of Graz'zt's believers, causing them to pile up on the roadside with stern expressions like zombies. Even though the menacing undead seemed to deliberately avoid them, they could not Still, their casualties could not be avoided.
Ten of the fourteen people had already fallen dead on the roadside. They died, were awakened, and died again. The injuries on their bodies could no longer tell what killed them. Only the injuries on the four surviving survivors showed that, among them, Half of the injuries were caused by the explosion of magic energy, while the other half were caused by blunt blows from some kind of alien glove.
As expected.
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The only good news is that as the two cultists bravely fight their way up the mountain road and approach the mountain village step by step, the villagers finally have a chance to rescue these survivors back to the village under the guidance of wise men. During this process, they did not resist, but they did not actively cooperate. According to the report of the returning "villager" (a Babu demon), they were "as heavy as stones."
"Damn it!" An orc began to examine the injuries of the four wounded and tried to treat them. During this period, his vulgar curses sounded from time to time, "This leg is definitely not the one that was amputated just now! And this woman - look Look at her mouth!"
The mouth that was forcibly opened by external forces was not so much a "mouth" as it was some kind of huge suppurating wound. What's more terrible is that this wound went straight to the internal organs. In addition to the stomach, it was also connected to other organs. Threads of connection.
It's a miracle that this woman survived to this point.
"They are not ordinary people. You misjudged it before." In the house by the stream, the orc priest muttered and continued to channel his little remaining magic power towards the magic circle in front of him. "What should we do now? Even so, Donβt you plan to escape?β
"Keep it from beginning to end, green-skinned friends," a hazy voice like a murmur in a dream rang in the priest's ears, "Thank you for your early warning, so that we will not be caught off guard when facing the villains - you can leave now, before it's too late. β
"Go to the back of the village, there is a small road... Although I don't know why, these two people are obviously coming towards us."
"There must be a beginning and an end, friend moth," the orc priest raised his eyelids, "We are not here to see you die in peace."
"Since your undead creatures can't stop you, it's time to move on to the next stage - I think you still have a lot of big guys here..."
"They are all just empty shells, including me," the foul demon said calmly, "But this is not a problem I have to worry about. Although if I die here, I may end up in a more miserable situation in the future, but if I want to live in a material world, Itβs not easy for the world to kill usβ¦β
"That's not necessarily the case."
A sneer came from outside, and the expressions of the orc priest and the foul demon suddenly changed. Almost at the same time, with a miserable cry, the body of a Babu Demon was blasted into the village from the entrance of the village like a cannonball. After leaving a deep ravine on the ground, it slowly stopped in front of them. in front of. The unique mucus on the Babu Demon's body was almost evaporated, and only the thin body was exposed. However, this scene did not last long. Just when the Foul Demon was about to step forward to check, the demon's body made a sound like There was a muffled sound like a sigh, and in an instant, the creature that was originally composed of soul fragments disintegrated into a handful of ashes and dispersed in the wind.
No rebirth, no return, nothing.
"What did you do to it?!" The foul demon looked at the man and woman in front of him in horror. Orcs, demons and even ordinary villagers swarmed around them, but the weak majority were completely unable to stop them from massacring the surrounding lives. When they were at the foot of the mountain before, because they were facing undead creatures, this ability of the two people was not revealed. When their claws extended to the creatures, all the villagers and demons who were killed would turn into thin air. As flying ashes, completely annihilated.
Only the orcs seemed not to be affected by this. Most of the orcs were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore after being attacked by the two cultists. Only two or three people fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.
"So that's it, a group of ghosts who were supposed to be heading towards destruction." The bald woman looked at the scene in front of her, and seemed to understand something. She couldn't help but smile from the bottom of her heart, "No wonder my Lord specifically issued an edict to pay attention to this place. There are stories like this.β
"Who are you? Why do you come to disturb our lives!" The foul demon turned into a shadow, and its long and deadly tongue popped out like a poisonous thorn, pointing directly at the male cultist who had attracted the attention of the orc priest, but the latter But as if he had expected it, he blocked the fatal blow that almost pierced the brain with his backhand and the iron glove. When he swung his fist again, his bones cracked several times amidst the sound of the wind. The old orc priest was forcefully hit by him. He blasted into an earthen wall and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Life? Haha, hahaha!" The cultist called Wright by his companions laughed wildly with a twisted face, with joy from the bottom of his heart, "It's just a group of dead souls that should have been devoured by the Lord long ago! From the day you set foot on the Lord's territory and embezzled the Lord's property, you should know what price you will pay!"
"You are wrong, demon! We are just here to ask for the debt you owe for centuries - go to hell!"
The female cultist looked at the orcs around her again: "I wonder why, you seem to know our whereabouts in advance, it turns out that there are some rats following us - since you like to 'help others' so much, I will send you to die together!"
The orc priest tried to resist, but soon he was hit by another powerful magic explosion on his shoulder. This huge The severe trauma forced the old man to fall back into the hole that had just been smashed on the earth wall, and looked at the two cultists with resentment: "You... won't succeed! This is a fantasy land. You dare to kill people on the lord's land-"
"Lord? What lord?" Wright glanced at her contemptuously, "Old thing, lie down quietly, I will kill all your people in front of you, this is the price you have to pay for daring to disrupt our plan."
"As for what lord? It's just another group of rats who steal our lord's food. After we clear away these "old fragments", it will naturally be his turn-"
"Chi", a light sound suddenly rang in Wright's ears. The bloody past made him quickly turn his head and protect his cheek with a fist glove to try to defend against the cold arrow shot from nowhere.
But this was just a useless effort. When he put down his hand, a smelly purple-black bloodstain appeared clearly on his barren head. (End of this chapter)
