Chapter 12: The First Dead
The Great Sun, which had been held high on the throne of the sky, had completely lost its traces, but, in its place, the night had lost its light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Darcy looked at the sky, although he still had two or three points of doubt in his heart, suspecting that he had just gone to a place on the Magnolia Continent that he didn't know, but now Darcy really believed, believed—this was really another world.
In the night sky, there is not one, but three moons, composed of different colors, the normal moon white in the middle, the dark blue on the left, and the crimson on the right.
When the night fell, the magic of the world also changed, and the negative magic came out of the earth, although Darcy was only a first-order martial artist, but like a huge change in magic power, it was very difficult not to find out.
By this time Darcy had walked down the road, and he had always felt strange, and everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that it was unbelievable.
Of course there is a quirky place - the only place where you can stay regardless of your status?
Doesn't this mean that there are suspicious people who will definitely stay in this room? Doesn't this mean that you are suspicious?
Moreover, the number of people is too small, it is the number of citizens.
It's as if you knew in advance that a calamity was going to happen here, and then you fled in advance.
Is this normal for an empire? And why do you see royal palaces in so few cities?
It was suspicious—Darcy thought, so the one that seemed safe, but felt like a trap, and he didn't even intend to stay there for a second.
It was so dangerous—with that in mind, Darcy ran straight out.
But what he didn't know was that he was more dangerous than anyone else.
Darcy clutched his sword, and stepped out, looking around - and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sure enough, it didn't arrive so quickly, it's enough to run now, it's really a class of stupid people, so attract firepower for me."
Darcy said that, and then his pace quickened.
"Where did you think of it?"
Darcy stiffened, for he realized that at this time, there shouldn't be any voice asking him questions.
He didn't look back, but ran forward at an accelerated pace.
Black smoke flowed out, and then, instantly, appeared in front of Darcy.
It was a strange man with a strange mask, and his body looked like it was made of black mist, and he faintly saw the curves that looked like he was human.
By the time he saw this being, Darcy already knew that his escape plan was completely bankrupt.
"You... Where the hell did you come from?"
Darcy said in surprise, and then, with fear in his eyes, seemed to have seen some kind of monster.
He frantically swung his long sword, and the little fighting energy flowed out of his limbs, and he swung it three times in an instant.
The sword pierced the strange man's body, but it had no texture, as if it had pierced air.
The weirdo just laughed weirdly, and then said.
"Weak sword strikes, no knight apprentice rank, is the enemy the master said to be such a waste?"
The strange black mist-like body stretched out like a claw-like being, and then slapped at Darcy's brain at high speed.
Originally, with the spirit of a martial artist, even if he was defeated, he should be able to fight back slightly.
But – Darcy didn't.
Because he was dominated by a mad spirit, for no known reason, the moment he saw the strange man, the indescribable fear ignited from the spirit like a flame, and the fear would never stop until he burned his reason away.
The long sword with attached, it should have good combat power, if it is not defended, it is impossible to not even have a little damage with the weak body of a human being, but Darcy's sword attack has no effect at all.
Knowing this, he should have chosen something else, but – he didn't, just kept using the same moves over and over again.
And, as a defense, the Black Mist Monster's claws slapped Darcy on the head.
Hearing the sound of a watermelon being shattered, Darcy's head shattered, and his spirit instantly left his body, and if there was no accident, he should have been led by the underworld and reincarnated into the family of the dead.
However, the claws of the black mist even captured Darcy's spirit, and before the power of the underworld came, he directly absorbed Darcy's spirit and turned it into spiritual .
"We are the apostles who feed on death, and I have received your death."
"Then, it's the others."
The Black Mist Monster said in a hoarse but disgusting voice, and then, as if receiving a message from a great being, he suddenly changed his tone.
"One? Can only be one per day? Will the ancient ruler wake up from his slumber when a human being from beyond the world will be sacrificed to one soul every day, and five days will be the appointed day, and he will sleep on the earth?"
The Black Mist Monster read it word by word, and then, disappointed, went back, and before going back, his body turned into a black mist and was involved in Darcy's body, and then
Darcy's flesh seemed to have been drained of moisture and withered, and it looked like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
Tomorrow.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have to say with great regret that one of our companions has left us."
After breakfast had been eaten in the morning, Cini said with a serious face, and from his fingertips, a water mirror showed what he saw—Darcy's dried corpse.
"It's difficult, I can't see it, and no matter how you look at it, I'll be dead for a long time."
Livian asked nervously.
"No, look at his clothes."
Sasha suddenly pointed to the clothes on the corpse and said.
"There are a lot of differences between our clothes and the people of this world, but it seems that because this is a multi-racial world, it is not so conspicuous, but I don't think any of you are so forgetful that you can't even recognize the military uniforms of our world."
"The cause of death is unknown, the enemy does not know, there is no doubt that the enemy has discovered us, but I don't know what the reason is, so they didn't kill us all in one go, but it is estimated that someone will die every day - if Darcy was killed by the enemy of our mission."
Signey said in a heavy tone. (To be continued.) )