The eagle threw itself into the dust, looking at the empty embrace, and was so annoyed that it was about to cry.

He thought he could kill this exorcist, but he still underestimated his opponent.

The exorcist has the power to rival the Prophet of the Horde, and such an enemy is a great disaster for the Clan.

Prophets may die, many will die.

The Prophet himself was calm, and he lifted the eagle from the ground, and patiently dusted him off, comforting him in a low voice, just as the elders comfort their own children

After the war eagle calmed down, the prophet looked at Li Xianhua: "Guest, please come with me." ”

It's rare to see such a calm demon, Li Xianhua remembered Aryadi, that guy is becoming more and more like a woman......

Li Xianhua was ready to be besieged by demons and followed the Indians into the valley.

However, there was no ambush.

There are sparse tents erected in the valley, and the cowhide on the tents has turned white in color and crunchy because of the perennial sun and rain, and the scraped skin residue is scattered like snowflakes when you move your nails.

The valley was not very populated, about a few hundred people, the old and the weak and women were the majority, and the Indians who attacked the cowboys in the morning must have all the young and strong men of the tribe.

Even so, the scarcity of tents was still too much for these Indians, with only a small number of people living in tents, and the rest of the people crammed into caves or under any rock that could shelter from the rain.

Several tents were lit with smoke, and the Indians, young and old, gathered around the tents, fiddling with the rough wooden bowls in their hands.

Li Xianhua's arrival attracted people's attention, this tall white-haired man had been captured by the prophet, and there were guards with spears around him all the time, indicating that this person must be very dangerous.

A wooden bowl rolled to Li Xianhua's feet, he leaned over to pick it up, and when he looked up, a little girl of seven or eight years old was looking at him.

The little girl was barefoot, with prominent cheekbones lining her eyes wide, and she was covered with a large piece of linen with a round hole cut in the middle of the cloth, from which the girl's little head had emerged. Li Xianhua looked at this crude "clothes" and could feel the thin body under the linen.

Li Xianhua handed the wooden bowl to the little girl, and the little girl held the wooden bowl in her arms, and looked Li Xianhua up and down, and finally affirmed that this person did not have a bowl in his hand, so the girl happily returned to the crowd - he did not take the bowl, indicating that he was not here to share the food - the child's world is so simple.

Li Xianhua glanced at the cauldron outside the tent with his spare eyes, the pot was full of water, a piece of beef bone was being cooked, and some unknown wild vegetables and sparse corn kernels were floating on the water.

"I'm sorry, exorcist, but there's nothing to entertain you here." The prophet's eyes were clear, without the slightest intention of humiliation.

"No need to apologize, I'm not here to eat." Li Xianhua put the remaining can of bean soup in his pocket in the little girl's wooden bowl.

"Thank you for your understanding."

……

In the deep cave, the prophet and Li Xianhua sat opposite each other.

Looking at the prophet who meticulously poured water on himself, Li Xianhua felt an infinite sense of absurdity rise in his heart.

The Indians in the valley were yellow and skinny and lifeless.

But they're all still human.

Yes, among the tribes of hundreds of people, there is only one demon in the prophet.

It's a miracle that these Indians haven't been killed by demons until now.

"The exorcist and the demon sit and talk, I've been living a really upside-down life lately." Li Xianhua covered his forehead.

"The most important thing in man is the soul, not the body."

“…… . ”

"My current body belongs to my disciple." The Prophet took a sip of water from his cup.

Demons don't need to eat, and they don't need to drink water, as Ariadi once told Li Xianhua.

"I died of illness, and I was in my fifties when I died. I didn't expect to return to this world in this way and kill my own disciple......"

"Millennial Earl...... That guy who is causing trouble everywhere......" Li Xianhua whispered.

"At the beginning, my memory didn't recover, I couldn't control myself, I almost hurt the people around me, and then I finally remembered who I was......"

"Congratulations on your upgrade from lv1 to lv2," Li Xianhua said mockingly, "It's really gratifying that you didn't hurt the people around you, presumably the Americans have been killed a lot by you, right?" ”

"They're enemies, what's wrong with me doing this?" The Prophet's tone was indifferent, "The Americans shot my people with guns, and I used greater force to protect my people." ”

“…… You've also killed a lot of civilians, like one today. ”

"Who is innocent in the war? And who is right? Because of you exorcists, we lost the only strength we could compete with the Americans, and they slaughtered us, and they even used our scalps to make leather shoes to show off their strength. It's your responsibility, exorcist. ”

"Our ...... You mean! Li Xianhua thought of something, and his face turned pale.

"Yes, there is more than one person like me, many of whom have been killed by exorcists and led to the demise of the tribe," the Prophet slurped, "but the Indian tribe without demons became extinct much earlier, and this tribe, though small, at least survived. ”

"Are you crazy? One day you will kill all your people! ”

"The truth is that they are still alive and I did not hurt them."

"If you keep killing, one day you will lose your mind!"

"If there really is such a day......"

The Prophet's body swelled exceedingly, and his skin turned from flesh to steel.

Li Xianhua jumped out of his seat, dodging the two iron spears thrown by the prophet.

"Are you going to kill me? They also took me to this remote cave. ”

"No, to end one's own life," the Prophet's hoarse voice rang out, "as you say, the more you kill, the stronger the desire...... I can't control myself anymore. ”

All this was so sudden that Li Xianhua was a little caught off guard, and the prophet had already begun to attack him.

"What's wrong? Exorcist? Isn't your vocation to purge demons? ”

Li Xianhua frowned, the prophet's offensive was disorderly, obviously bent on death.

"Well, I'll fulfill you." Li Xianhua drew his pistol.

……

"Thank you, exorcist." The voice of the prophet seemed pleased with the result.

I always feel that something is wrong......

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No need, I want to thank you for not killing my fellow citizens like other Puritans......"

Li Xianhua's pupils shrank.

In view of the fact that the Indians actively summoned demons, some chose to completely eliminate the aftermath at once......

"If you continue to summon demons, you will end up in a dead end one day."

"Huh...... I've found real hope...... The efforts of generations will not be in vain, and our vengeance will not end......" The voice of the prophet grew lower and lower, and finally stopped.

Li Xianhua took one last look at the corpse of the Prophet, who was weathering a little.

……

When he walked out of the cave, Li Xianhua met a series of hateful glances, and the Indians seemed to have known this result for a long time.

Li Xianhua suddenly realized that the prophet had used himself to plant the seeds of hatred for the next generation, and as long as they still hated the exorcist, someone would definitely continue to summon demons.

"That's the hope you left behind?" Li Xianhua looked at the Indians and sighed.