The mysterious and complex lines on the red light of the Blood Demon Knife echoed with the runes on the hundred-year-old wooden coffin, and the wooden coffin actually made a low buzzing sound after seeing the Blood Demon Knife, as if it felt some kind of threat and wanted to resist.

"Buzz-" The Blood Demon Knife suddenly let out a louder buzzing sound in anger as if it had been provoked, and the complex runes on it even surged on the blade, as if it was alive.

The hundred-year-old wooden coffin instantly quieted down and became extremely docile, and under the suppression of the momentum of the Blood Demon Knife, it actually had the appearance of bowing down to the subordinate.

"Haha! The spirit knife created by a generation of forging masters more than a hundred years ago at the cost of their lives is really extraordinary! This hundred-year-old wooden coffin has no power to fight back at all! Now we can do much easier. Sha Jin exclaimed excitedly.

Wari also grinned, raised his knife and pried directly into the lid of the wooden coffin, and with a sharp upward tilt, the heavy coffin lid was opened.

A strong musty smell spread, and everyone covered their mouths and noses with ugly faces, and the smell made people feel dizzy when they inhaled it, and some of the people who were a little weaker had already shaken their bodies and swayed.

"This gas is poisonous, it seems that we need to lock up the hundred-year-old corpse as soon as possible, otherwise we won't be able to last long under this poisonous gas!" Sha Jin said in a low voice with his sleeve covered.

Wari turned his head to look at the battle circle behind him, although the four warriors who were tall, short, fat and thin could work together to suppress the old corpse, but they would not be able to subdue this monster for a while, and the injuries on his body had not yet recovered, and it was estimated that he could only have two percent of his strength to fight at this time, and the magic power consumed by Ah Bing during the day had not yet recovered, and the only strong combat force personnel left who could really play a role were Sha Jin.

Sha Jin also knew the form at this time, smiled at Wari, and said: "Li, only your Blood Demon Knife can touch this wooden coffin, you are waiting here to reseal the hundred-year-old corpse, and let me show you a hand, brother." ”

Wari also grinned, "Okay, Kim, let's do this ten years, let my brother and I see what you are capable of now." ”

"Then you'll have to take a look!" Sha Jin said as he lifted his knife towards the battle circle, and a flame seemed to burn in the depths of his dark eyes, and a strange black flame loomed over him.

Wari couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, Sha Jin deserved to be the only genius boy in the tribe whose talent was better than his own, because Sha Jin not only has extraordinary combat talent and strong body at the warrior level, but also has quite attainments in witchcraft.

The old corpse and the tall, short, fat and thin four people were still in a stalemate, but they suddenly killed Sha Jin, and the situation quickly became one-sided, and the blade in Sha Jin's hand was also burning with strong black flames, and every time he slashed at the old corpse, he could leave a deep scar on the old corpse, and the residual black fire would burn at the scar, and the one-armed old corpse soon couldn't hold on.

Finally, in a situation where there was nowhere to avoid being besieged by a tall, short, fat and thin four, the old corpse jumped up to dodge, and Sha Jin seized this opportunity and rushed directly into the air, stabbing the old corpse's waist with a knife in one hand.

"Boom-"

Black flames spread from the knife to the old corpse's body, burning violently, turning it into a fireball.

In an instant, a sharp strange sound suddenly screamed, which was the scream of a hundred-year-old corpse, and then it was thrown out by Sha Jin, like a burning stream

The star, the miserable white moonlight that pierced the night sky, fell towards the place where the wooden coffin was.

Wari saw that the opportunity had come, and the Blood Demon Knife in his hand opened the lid of the coffin, and went straight to catch the falling fireball.

With a pop, the fireball smashed into the wooden coffin, and the crowd let out a cry of excitement, and Wari shook his arms and put the heavy lid back on.

And just when everyone was cheering, the re-covered wooden coffin vibrated violently, and the struggles and strange screams of the old corpses continued to be heard inside.

The cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone's hearts instantly hung again, and their eyes looked at the wooden coffin with worry, looking nervous, and praying in their hearts that the wooden coffin would be able to hold on. Thinking about the terrifying strength and killing methods of the hundred-year-old corpse, as well as the deadly poisonous gas, they didn't want to experience it a second time anyway.

"Bang

The struggle grew louder and louder, and Shakin returned to Wari's side, staring at the wooden coffin with a solemn frown, the blade in his hand clutched tightly.

With a clang, the lid of the coffin showed signs of opening again, and the foul smell of poisonous gas spread through the crowd again, and everyone's expressions even turned gray, and their lips turned white, and they held the weapons in their hands tightly and were ready to fight at any time.

"Be honest with me!" Wari roared fiercely, and the Blood Demon Knife in his hand slapped flat on the lid of the wooden coffin, and the runes on the knife shone brightly, and the runes on the wooden coffin that were directly pulled by it also lit up.

As soon as the runes lit up, some of the heavy coffin lids that had been opened fell down heavily, and the struggle inside the wooden coffin began to slowly subside, until a quarter of an hour or so passed, and finally became completely calm.

For a while, the audience held their breath, and they could even hear a needle falling to the ground, and their eyes were staring at the wooden coffin, for fear that something else would happen.

Seeing Wari slowly take the knife down, it took another half a while for everyone's hearts to completely return to their stomachs.

Sha Jin's hand holding the knife slowly loosened, took a deep breath, and shouted: "We succeeded! The greatest credit is to this friend by my side, Wari! Mighty! Wari!"

"Wari, mighty, mighty, mighty......"

Under the leadership of Shakin, the audience resounded with the voice of "Wari! mighty!"

Wari looked at such a scene with some doubts, he didn't seem to exert much strength in this battle from beginning to end, but only used the Blood Demon Knife to help seal the hundred-year-old corpse, turned his head to look at Sha Jin in confusion, but saw Sha Jin smile at him.

Wari suddenly understood that Sha Jin was building momentum for himself, so he also smiled slightly, and he already knew in his heart that he must have his own heart in mind to do this.

There were still people in the crowd who were hostile and suspicious of Wari, but now they are completely gone, and there is more reverence.

"Okay, let's leave for the headquarters!" Sha Jin gave the order, and his one-armed right hand slapped heavily on the coffin, and after the wooden coffin was suppressed by the Blood Demon Knife, there was no more terrifying phenomenon that turned people into black pus.

The eight warriors came over and lifted the wooden coffin, and the group left the place in a grand way, and on the way, Wari could finally catch up with Shakin.

"Kim, what have you been through all these years, and why are you still alive and not returning to the tribe?" asked Wari with a puzzle in his mind.

Talking about this topic, Sha Jin's face flashed a wry smile, "Li, the tribe is not not going back, but."

There's no going back. “

"Can't go back?

"Kim, do you think you know our chieftain Waki?"

Wari paused, and then smiled bitterly: "I used to feel understood, but now I feel that my previous understanding is all fake. ”

Sha Jin was startled at first, but immediately nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that you have also been calculated by Vaki, and I'll tell you what happened on my twelfth birthday." ”

Ten years ago, the Holy Tribe of Vano ......

At night, the tribe of Vano is very lively, high bonfires are set up all over the tribe, and when night falls, after the warriors who are out hunting return, they will burn a high bonfire, everyone in the tribe will come out, adults barbecue and cook, children play around the bonfire, and the old people sit on the stone pier and play cheerful music with some musical instruments such as leather drums.

As the largest tribe in the western part of the Cupis Continent, the life of the tribesmen is more comfortable and comfortable than that of most tribes, and the young Wajin and Wari are squatting by a high campfire, watching a wild goat roasting, watching the drops of golden oil fall, and there are drops of saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths.

A tall warrior who had just removed his armor walked over, in his thirties, with a square face, a hooked nose, and somewhat thin lips, it was none other than Wadi, one of the Ada, the holy tribes of Vano.

"Uncle Wady. Wari and Vajin quickly got up and shouted to Wadi.

Wadi looked at the two genius boys in front of him, nodded with a kind smile, and finally fixed his eyes on Wajin's body and said, "Wajin, you and I have a trip, the chief has something to look for you." ”

When he heard that the chief had something to do with him, Wajin's face was full of excitement, and he turned to Wari and said, "Li, you wait for me here, and I'll come back and bring you snacks from the chief's place to eat." ”

When Wari heard that he was a little heartfelt, he nodded happily and grinned: "Okay, then you can bring some more, the chief is so kind, you can take more and we will eat." ”

In this way, Vajin followed Wadi to the largest and most spacious tent house in the center of the tribe, in which the chief Waki and the sorcerer Val stood opposite each other, and in the center of it lay a brazier, in which was burning something black, like black charcoal, and like a block of wood.

However, both Waki and Val had their eyes fixed on the brazier, and they didn't even know that Vadi and Vajin had come in.

"Chief, Valsor, I've brought Varjin here. Wadi led Wajin to bow respectfully.

"Oh, here we are. Only then did Waki react, his originally serious face instantly turned into kindness, and he beckoned to Wajin: "Wajin, come here." ”

Wajin hurriedly trotted all the way over, and shouted with a bright smile: "Wajin is a good chief, Shiwu." ”

Both Waki and Val smiled at him and nodded, and then Waki slowly crouched down, put one arm around his shoulder, and pointed the other into the brazier and said, "Wajin, tell the chief, what do you see inside this brazier?"

Wajin looked in the direction that Waki was pointing, his eyes looked through the raging flames, and he saw what was burning inside, and suddenly covered his mouth and stared at him in shock, "Chief, this is ...... This one is alive! It's still moving! Save it!"

The kind face of Waki behind him dissipated instantly, and he looked up at Val opposite, and said in a low voice: "It can't be wrong, it's him!"

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