Greece brings evildoers - Chapter 489

c483 Shiri, the light-speed free gift

In the early morning, the outline of a village appeared in the hazy mist.

A hundred or so simply dressed villagers gathered in front of an old tree house, either whispering or waiting solemnly.

A quarter of an hour later, seeing the fog shrouding the village getting thicker and thicker, the gray-bearded elder came to the closed door of the tree house with a wooden stick and knocked nervously:

“The time has come.”

The door opened, and a girl wearing a blue wreath on her head and a full dress, like a bride to be married, was led out of the house by two peasant women.

At the end of the road, the middle-aged man with a beard who had been waiting for a long time couldn’t help but stepped forward to hug his daughter, lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently.

It wasn’t until the villagers’ urging came from the side that he reluctantly let go of his arms, stared at his daughter who was dressed up extraordinarily beautifully today, and couldn’t help but burst into tears:

“Forgive me, child, there’s nothing dad can do about it.”

The girl shook her head gently, raised her hand to wipe away her father’s tears, then took a deep breath and gave a firm answer:

“I want to bring salvation to our village!”

After saying that, the girl stepped over her father resolutely and walked into the thick fog outside the village.

An onlooker covered in a cloak was about to start and follow, but his shoulder was firmly held down by a hand behind him.

As the girl’s figure was engulfed by the white mist, the surrounding villagers could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

According to “tradition”, as long as the ritual is completed, the village will usher in peace in the next year, and no one will be killed for offending the “god”.

As if they had a premonition of the next scene, the onlookers shook their heads and dispersed in twos and threes, or walked up and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder sympathetically, or stood at the entrance of the village waiting for the fog to dissipate…

However, no one noticed that there seemed to be four missing figures among the crowd.

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At the same time, in the foggy woods outside the village.

The girl who was struggling to sacrifice herself to save the villagers was knocked unconscious by a knife, and her body fell limply in Rose’s arms.

Shirley pulled down her hood and looked at the human mage beside her who called himself “Lorne” with some confusion:

“Why did you stop me in the village just now?”

Lorne glanced at Shiri beside him and gave serious advice:

“If you don’t want to get your employer into trouble, you should keep a low profile.”

“Why do you say that?”

Galadriel on the side also came over and asked curiously.

Looking at his two novice teammates who looked like curious babies, Lorne had no choice but to clarify his words:

“We talked on the road before. This tradition in the village has been going on for decades, right?”

Ciri and Galadriel nodded.

Although human beings have a large population, most individuals are weak.

A small village in a remote area like this naturally does not have the power to fight against those monsters in the mist.

In order to survive, they can only choose to compromise and select sacrifices from the group to satisfy the monsters’ appetites to ensure the safety of the village. This is the truth of [tradition].

Lorne continued to explain: “It lasted for decades. To be conservative, nearly one-third of the families in this village gave away their daughters for this. If we show up in a big way and solve the monster in the fog, , rescued the girl, what would you think if you were the villagers who lost your daughter? ”

Galadriel thought for a moment, vaguely understood Lorne’s meaning, and slowly said:

“Will she be mentally unbalanced? Why should my daughter die? Why can his daughter live?”

Lorne nodded and continued to add:

“Moreover, if they know that we are the demon hunters invited by the girl’s father to destroy [tradition], the imbalance in their hearts will be even greater, and they may be angry with the father and daughter. Therefore, for the sake of the employer, For your own sake, it’s better to handle this matter in a subtle way.”

“How can it be that exaggerated as you say? They are just a group of ordinary people who were persecuted by monsters. Even if they want revenge, they should seek revenge from monsters. How can they have such great malice towards their fellow victims?”

Ciri retorted, looking unconvinced.

Lorne did not argue and said with a smile:

“How about we make a bet? If you guess right…”

“Your debt with Galadriel is wiped clean!”

Ciri immediately hugged Galadriel’s arm and couldn’t wait to make the request.

Because she lived in the palace when she was young and lacked playmates, she longed for a friend of the same age.

And through these two days of getting along, she fell in love with the elegant and knowledgeable Galadriel. Coupled with the fact that they are both of the elven royal family, there is a certain intimacy between the two.

Especially after learning that Galadriel owed someone a huge debt, Ciri wanted to help her new friend even more, and she happened to take this opportunity to propose it today.

Lorne smiled and said, “What if you lose?”

Galadriel on the side wanted to stop the bet, but it was already too late.

Xili patted her chest before she could speak and made a promise readily:

“I’ll help pay her debts!”

“make a deal!”

Lorne raised his hand with a smile and decisively high-fived Ciri to make a promise.

Seeing that the end was done, Galadri immediately regretted it.

On the way, Xili saw that she was depressed sometimes and couldn’t help asking why.

She was not very good at lying, so she had to explain half-heartedly that she owed someone a huge debt and it was a bit difficult to pay it back. As a result, the human girl with a strong sense of justice kept this in mind and took the initiative to help today.

But little did she know that what she owed was not ordinary gold and silver treasures, but hundreds or thousands of years of labor.

Even though Ciri had a lot of family wealth, she couldn’t afford the same amount of chips.

Once she lost, she might have to sacrifice herself.

For now, she just hoped that Ciri would have good luck and win this bet smoothly.

Just as Galadriel was secretly distressed, a low roar came from the depths of the dense forest, and the fog around her suddenly rolled like boiling water, changing into the appearance of many lives such as humans or animals.

“It turned out to be a fog demon.”

Lorne glanced at the changes around him and spoke thoughtfully.

Ciri, who was standing by, heard this and immediately remembered the relevant records in the book.

As long as there is thick fog, there may be fog demons. There are swamps, mountain passes, and the banks of rivers and lakes. If there is no fog, this extraordinary life form called “fog demon” can also create or summon thick fog by itself.

The function of thick fog is not only to hide the fog demon, but also its weapon. They manipulate the fog to make travelers alone, unable to see the road, and unable to hear the sound. Like fireflies, they emit weak light to attract lost people to their nests in swamps, caves or ravines.

In the mysterious world, this creature is an excellent illusionist, but its own strength is not strong, and the threat to mortals is extremely limited.

Whether it is to resist illusions with a strong will or rely on magic and weapons, these timid guys can be scared away.

But the thing in front of me seems to be very different from the records.

The fog it manipulates can not only surround the entire human village, but also actively attack pedestrians.

“Years of sacrifice and blood food, let alone a fog demon, even a dog can evolve.”

Luo En explained in a deep voice, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

This kind of randomly generated monster theoretically poses no threat to human settlements.

But fear crushed the will of the villagers, making them dare not resist, let alone go out. They could only choose to cut meat to feed the tiger, feed the fog monster with living people, let it grow step by step, step by step, and finally become a monster covering several kilometers.

Feeling the surrounding atmosphere becoming heavier, a sound of limbs climbing and rubbing came from the cave in front, and Lorne reminded in a deep voice:

“Be careful, it’s coming!”

Ciri nodded, pulled out the silver sword behind her neatly, and took out a bottle of magic potion from her bosom and poured it into her mouth.

Under the catalysis of the magic potion, her emerald eyes turned into the vertical pupils of beasts, and her vision easily passed through the obstruction of the fog and took in the surrounding environment.

At the same time, a ball of silver-gray spiritual light flowed on her body, making her steps light and brisk, and her figure difficult to figure out, as if she was out of touch with the surrounding environment.

——Ancient blood.

This is a very rare talent. People with this blood can control time and space, and even reach a realm that even the elf sage cannot reach.

Unfortunately, very few bloodline inheritors can awaken and control this powerful ability. Ciri seems to be a rare exception in thousands of years.

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However, judging from her performance, she is not proficient in mastering it, and can only be stimulated temporarily through potions.

Moreover, she drank the potion before encountering the enemy, wasting a lot of time to activate the bloodline, which shows that she lacks experience in fighting enemies.

Lorne, who was following behind, commented secretly, and then turned to look at Galadriel beside him.

In comparison, the performance of this elven princess is remarkable.

Although she entered the combat state, her words and deeds were still relatively relaxed. She held an exquisitely shaped elven bow in her hand, her right hand was on the bowstring, and her body subconsciously hid behind the surrounding obstacles.

As the two approached the cave entrance, a huge flesh worm that was tens of meters long and looked like a centipede suddenly rushed out of the fog, and the three pairs of deformed arms in front of it slammed hard to the outside of the cave to disturb the uninvited guests who were offering sacrifices.

Ciri, who was the first to be hit, rolled sideways and evaded the attack deftly, while the glowing silver sword in her hand stabbed into the belly of the mist monster.

As the sword was pulled out, a large amount of red and black dirty blood gushed out of the wound, splashing on the ground with a sizzling sound.

“Puff! Puff!”

At the same time, two elven arrows that broke through the air shot into its eye sockets, making it blind instantly.

The continuous injuries made the mist monster roar in pain, and its three deformed arms slapped wildly.

But Ciri evaded them all deftly and cut off those arms with his backhand.

So, with the close cooperation of an elven archer and a demon hunter, the mist monster, which was only good for show, was easily knocked down.

Ciri stepped forward and stepped on the monster’s thick neck, raised the silver long sword in her hand, ready to give the mist monster a fatal blow and completely end the battle.

However, at the moment when Ciri raised the sword, the deformed humanoid head of the fog demon twisted and uttered a wailing sound of both men and women:

“Don’t…”

“Stop…”

“Save me! Save me!”

In a trance, Ciri saw faces of pain and sorrow from that face.

There were travelers, girls, old men, children…

“Puff!”

Accompanied by the dull sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, the deformed head struggling on the ground rolled off the broken neck.

Xili woke up from her dream and saw a sharp forelimb that almost reached her eyes, and couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

What a risk!

Any later, and she might be skewered into bacon by this thing.

Galadriel, who was behind, couldn’t help but feel a little scared.

Just now, she was also confused by the monster’s plea and lost her mind for a moment.

At this time, Lorne stepped forward and gave a bad review angrily:

“I asked you to protect the mage, but you ended up doing well. In the end, I, the mage, was asked to protect me with a knife, and all failed!”

Galadriel and Ciri, who had been scolded, suddenly felt a fever on their faces and felt ashamed in their hearts.

Although the two of them have good strength and remarkable potential, due to their pampered lives and serious lack of experience against enemies, their overall level has been lowered.

Seeing that the arrogance in their bones had somewhat subsided after they received this lesson, Lorne leaned over and picked up the head of the fog demon that was still staring at death, and said to the two of them:

“Let’s go, it’s time for us to go see the village.”

Shirley came back to her senses and suddenly realized:

It seems that there is another bet waiting for her in the village.

Probably, you won’t lose, right?

The young demon hunter muttered something in his heart, and then followed him with some anxiety.

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As soon as the three of them walked out of the dense forest, fierce shouting and cursing came from the entrance of the village.

“How dare you destroy tradition and blaspheme the Lord God!”

A group of angry villagers picked up stones from the ground and threw them at Rose, who came out holding the sacrifice.

Since there was no order to attack the villagers, Rose could only dodge frequently.

But in the chaos, several villagers gritted their teeth and took out dung forks and daggers, stabbing Rose and the girl, trying to continue the sacrifice to prevent the “god” in the mist from punishing them.

“Enough!”

A bulging package flew out of the forest with a cold roar, knocking down several villagers who rushed forward with murderous weapons.

Unable to bear it, Xili pulled out the steel sword, opened the baggage, revealed the ferocious head of the fog demon, and roared:

“See clearly, there is no god at all, it’s just a fog demon!”

Seeing the bloody head on the ground, the villagers who had been shouting just now trembled and tremblingly defended their actions:

“This is tradition, and you violated tradition.”

“Tradition? The tradition of giving your own people to monsters to eat and then letting yourself survive?”

Xili asked angrily, looking at the villagers with even more contempt.

“You have the courage to point the knife at your own people, but why don’t you have the courage to fight the monsters in the forest to save everyone’s life? A group of cowards who only bully the weak and fear the strong!”

Seeing that the bad-tempered little princess was about to rant again, Lorne quickly held her down, glanced at the trembling villagers, and said in a deep voice:

“Everyone, I’m sorry, we are travelers passing by and happened to pass through your village. The goods were destroyed and my companion was in a bad mood.”

Hearing Lorne announce his identity and his tone became gentle again, the villagers who were originally frightened by the force suddenly became hardened again:

“Outlander? Who told you to interrupt the ceremony! Get out!”

“That’s right, get out!”

Faced with the insult, Lorne smiled slightly, and a huge magic array enveloped the entire village:

“You can go, but the one who destroyed our goods is the god you raised. Chenghui has 30,000 gold coins. Who will settle the bill?”

Feeling the aura of destruction above their heads, the villagers’ faces turned earth-colored and they looked at each other blankly.