As soon as his head moved, the blade on his neck unceremoniously tightened a little. Kevin could even feel a cut of the skin under his throat, oozing a trace of blood.

Although he claims to be "basically unable to die", the pain will still hurt, and it is not lighter than others.

Kevin frowned with a "hiss-" as his vision could regain clarity when the sound of water splashing and stopping abruptly sounded in his ears one after another—the rest of Ben and Nick were coming down one after another.

"Fas-!" Nick was probably a little dizzy with the water, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to confirm Kevin's location, he was also treated with the tip of the knife against his throat.

The sound of gasps sounded one after another, and all of them were cut off halfway and swallowed back into their throats.

There was a strange "ho-ho" sound, like someone whispering in a strange language.

The drops of water on Kevin's eyelashes finally dried and his vision became clear. The monsters that had fallen from the top of the mountain before reappeared in his field of vision.

The monster holding the tip of the knife against his neck, ignoring the fact that he was still open, brought the ugly face to Kevin's neck, and took two heavy breaths, as if trying to smell something.

From this angle, the monster's face is even more terrifying—the overly protruding eyeballs are covered with a grayish-white membrane, so that no black eyeballs can be seen, except for the small pupil in the middle of the eyeball. The skin on the face is the same as the rest of the body, like the bark of an old tree, and in some places there are even burr buds.

Overall, this monster resembles a walking old dryad.

Probably because of the thick skin, the old dryads had few expressions on their faces, and they looked silent and fierce.

In addition to the few tree spirits who were holding knives against everyone, there were also a few who looked like leaders standing on the side, pointing at the elite team that was being pinned down on this side, pointing and talking about something.

There are always a few people in the legion who have mastered some strange skills, such as ventriloquism.

Nick's lips didn't move, and he asked in a very low ventriloquist language, "Can anyone translate what these neuropaths are talking about......?"

Kevin replied to him in ventriloquist again, low and fast: "I guess someone broke into here before us." These things are far away from this entrance, and they don't approach it easily during the day, as they don't like places with daylight. ”

Nick: "...... Tell me, is there anything else you don't know? ”

Kevin: "Thanks for the compliment. ”

Another officer who could speak ventriloquist said, "Please, can you chat at another time." Are they talking about how to kill us? ”

The leader of the old treants stopped his words when he heard the commotion, and turned his head to glance this way with his white-eyed eyes.

Nick: They immediately shut up, looking at their nose and nose.

The leader stretched out his wizened fingers, which branched like branches, and shook them together as if he had given some kind of command with this gesture.

Before Kevin could react, the dryads who were holding the tip of their knives against them raised their elbows with lightning speed, and slammed them on the heads with a hard and desperate blow.

Everyone rolled their eyes and fainted.

At that moment, Kevin actually had the ability to break free from the blade, but his neck would inevitably be injured, and the blood spurting in this place could not be stopped for a while, and it was a little troublesome to heal.

Kevin didn't make any action in the end, endured the dryad's blow, and fainted as it should.

Because he actually understood the conversation between the Dryad leaders, they didn't plan to kill the elite team immediately, but instead planned to take them back to the place where they lived.

And there, almost at the "doorway" of the real Phae's tomb.

For a person like Kevin who is lazy to the extreme, it is not a problem to be able to hitchhike, even if he is knocked out.

The speed of sanity recovery was within Kevin's estimates. When he woke up, the dryads had just moved them to the settlement.

Kevin controlled his breathing, making himself look like the rest of the people who weren't awake. The dryads didn't notice a traitor among the "corpses", and dragged the entire elite team into a less spacious place.

It wasn't until their chatter had died away that Kevin opened his eyes.

The top of the place is like an arched hood, and it is composed entirely of thick and intertwined vines, branches and leaves growing in opposite directions, and some thorny thorn branches.

Let's call it a "cave".

On the walls of the cave hung several palm-sized sacs, almost transparent, so thin that they seemed to burst at the slightest poke, like casings taken from the intestines of animals.

In those casing pockets, a handful of fluorescent insects were swollen around them, which were raised into natural lamps.

A few casing pockets are hanging, and they are quite bright.

With this light, Kevin swept around.

In the corners of the cave are hills of berries, and on the walls are bunches of flowers, as well as the corpses of various unidentified creatures.

It's not all corpses, but all the flesh and bones are divided. The skins were piled up in one place, and the flesh was torn into strips and dangled in the air. The skulls were upside down, and all of them contained things, apparently being used as containers.

Not surprisingly, this is supposed to be the storage house of the old tree spirits.

Or rather, the kitchen in another sense.

When the old tree spirits came out of the kitchen, they tied their hands and feet tightly with thorny canes, and at the slightest movement the spikes would sweep and stir in the flesh, and it would be hot and painful.

Kevin didn't care about the pain, and he moved his body slightly to make himself more comfortable.

Nick and the others lay on their backs, sacks on top of each other, and Squad's feet were just across an officer's face.

In the corner behind them, there were seven or eight motionless stone statues. The stone statues were facing away from Kevin against the wall, and they looked like they were in human form, perhaps carved by the dryads, or they could have been moved from the tomb of Phael.

I just don't know why it's in a place like the kitchen.

Kevin wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly there was a little sound of Suosuo's footsteps outside the door, from far and near, and finally stopped on both sides of the kitchen door, as if he had come to guard the door.

They didn't notice what was going on inside the door, and only chatted outside without saying a word.

Probably because the captives in the room didn't understand their language, the two didn't shy away from talking.

It's just unfortunate that there is one in the room who can understand most of them.

"How long are we going to stand here stupidly? Don't change shifts? Kevin heard one of them ask.

The other replied slowly: "Don't complain, everyone else is busy, who will stand if we don't stand guard?" Do you want to be sent outside? ”

"I don't want to! Even though it's rainy season outside, the sky is obnoxiously bright, and I don't want to change the skin. ”

"That's it. There have been so many people breaking in lately, don't expect to be idle. The slow one said.

"The two groups of people who were captured look the same, are they the same group?"

Slowly: "The taste is different. Haven't you heard? Among those who have just been caught, there is one that tastes very special. ”

"How special?"

Slowly, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Like 'that one'."

The other treant gasped hard, "Isn't that what we're looking for?" ”

"That's right, this time I caught it plus yesterday's one, it's just enough for a live sacrifice, and with that special taste, it should be enough to block it for many years."

"Oh, no wonder we're watching here."

"Don't look at it for a while, and run a few before unskinning and bleeding, can you afford it? After all, it was hard to find one that tasted so similar. ”

Kevin: "......"

Peeling and bloodletting?! The leader of the cheating father's tree spirit only said that they were still useful, and they would bring it back first and then discuss it, but they didn't mention that the so-called use was actually this kind of thing......

The corners of Kevin's mouth twitched, and he intuitively felt that he was a little lazy this time. He doesn't care about himself, he can get out at any time if he wants to go, but lying on his side is enough to choke.

He looked outside without saying a word, and then at the people lying around him, silently pondering his plan to leave here.

The dryads outside were so busy with what they called the "living sacrifices" that Kevin heard them coming and going, looking for dead branches, stone chips, and boiling water......

It is like eating meat around the hearth.

Taking advantage of the movement outside, Kevin found the sharp corner of a raised stone on the ground, and tried to wake up the others while grinding the cane in his hand.

"Whew...... What does it smell like? A low voice snorted.

Kevin glanced out warily, and the dryads outside the door were talking to the busy ones, but he didn't hear this.

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and kicked the officer with his toe as he had just opened his eyes.

The officer sobered up instantly, reacted sharply to his situation, and immediately shut up. Then he stared at the feet that were lying across his face with a bad face.

He frowned and tilted his head, and Ben's feet rolled to the ground. With such a move, Ben also woke up.

The senses of beasts are much more sensitive than those of ordinary people, and they are also highly vigilant. Ben's eyes were full of defense as soon as he woke up, and he relaxed a little after sweeping Kevin.

"Is this a monster's nest?" The officer asked silently with an exaggerated lip.

Kevin nodded, and said with the same lip service, "Monster Kitchen." ”

Officer: "......"

He paused, then pointed out with his chin and asked, "What are they doing so noisy?" ”

Kevin replied, "Prepare to make a living sacrifice to us." ”

Officer: "......"

I couldn't talk about it this day.

He thought about it but still didn't hold back, and then asked, "Do you know what to sacrifice?" ”

This is also what Kevin wonders, what can these tree spirits sacrifice?

The officer himself said, "It can't be the god of light, right?" ”

Kevin shook his head without hesitation: "Impossible. ”

"How could it not be? Is there anything else that can be sacrificed here besides Phae? It's gone! "The officer couldn't figure it out.

Kevin opened his mouth and was about to say something, when he heard a sudden commotion outside the door, and several tree spirits rushed over and shouted, "Someone! Someone's barging in! ”

The tree spirit guarding the door said slowly, "What's it called?" Are there fewer people breaking in these two days? Wouldn't it be better to catch them back, and wouldn't it be better if there were more people to be sacrificed? ”

"It's different, it's different! This time—" It was interrupted by a distant hawk's chirp.

Kevin asked.

The officer's expression was tense: "What's the matter?" ”

Kevin: "This hawk is a little familiar—"

In the next second, a more familiar voice came from a distance: "Lao Tzu was dizzy by the waterfall!" I can't control the direction at all! What the is this? What are these sneaky tree forks? It's annoying for them! Is the instructional map drawn to you by the little white-faced commander reliable? If you don't show me, I'm not at ease! ”

In between the words, the voice was already from far to near. So another voice was also captured by Kevin.

The man replied coldly and arrogantly: "No." ”