Kobold mountain village.

Surrounded by greenery, wooden houses are lined up, and black night crows stand in the treetops, their bodies rigid, their eyes closed and pretending to be dead.

All the black-robed people fell to the ground, their bodies trembling unconsciously, and their backs were cold.

The closer one gets to the well, the more inexplicable terror they feel.

It is as if there are invisible tentacles swimming outside the body, and it is extremely uncomfortable to encounter holes and drill holes.

The kobold priest slapped his forehead on the ground, and a strange mist emerged from above the well, and he didn't look up.

God shall not look directly.

Especially for crazy evil gods like Cthulhu, people with low spiritual resistance will definitely go crazy when they see it.

Following the guidance of a powerful ghost, he presents Cthulhu with the village's future star, hoping to get his help.

After the dog basin was thrown into the well, the inexplicable terrifying atmosphere gradually dissipated, and the cold aura slowly subsided, and the kobolds no longer felt that there were tentacles drilling their noses, ears, and mouths...... Chrysanthemum.

Is the sacrifice over?

Everyone at the scene had palpitations, and they didn't dare to raise their heads, dare not speak, and did not dare to move their bodies.

It wasn't until an hour later that someone was sore, tired and moved his buttocks, did not go crazy on the spot, and did not die suddenly, and everyone realized that Mr. Ke was gone.

The kobold priest chanted a passage of Cthulhu's name in place, and after reciting it, he was silent for five seconds, then slowly raised his head and looked over the well.

There is no unspeakable fog, there is nothing there, the evil god is gone.

Slowly get up and move your stiff body.

He leaned out half of his body to look at the well, and the dog basin that carried the hope of the whole village was not in it.

"Villagers, the Old Ruler has accepted our sacrifice, He has accepted our sacrifice, and our sacrifice has been successful!"

The kobold priest took off his mask, and the old tears were in his eyes.

When the village leaders heard this, they were also very happy, and they rushed to the well together to inspect the water in the well, but they did not see the dog basin.

"The adventurers should be extinct." An old man said optimistically.

"I'll take the team to take a look."

The kobolds were very excited and found a new motivation in life.

Previously, they had been desperate to believe that the village was at the end of the village, and that if one died, there would be one less.

Unexpectedly, the black ghost arrives and tells them that as long as they believe in Cthulhu and offer a sacrifice that attracts the attention of Cthulhu, he will respond to the believers' requests and fulfill their trivial wishes.

The kobold villagers are afraid of evil gods, after all, believing in evil gods is a very dangerous thing.

I heard that many villages that believe in evil gods do not end well, and often after a period of glory, some terrible things happen, and the world disappears, and no trace of them can be found.

The priest thought to himself that if it weren't for the adventurers who made trouble in the village and captured all the women, they really wouldn't have made up their minds to sacrifice to the evil gods.

Fortunately, this time the sacrifice was successfully completed, and no one died.

Half a day later, the kobold patrol returned.

"Well, are they dead?"

The old priest stood guard at the gate of the village, and stepped forward in two steps and three steps, and hurriedly inquired.

"The female adventurer is still alive, and the adventurer is not dead." The patrol shook their heads with a sad expression.

"What's the matter, aren't we offering sacrifices?"

"Could it be that our demands are too much, and the Old Rulers do not think the sacrifices are equal to the demands?"

The panic spreads in one fell swoop, and they know that the female adventurer is still there, and they feel very uncomfortable.

"Our village is coming to an end."

"It's over, and now there is no hope for the village."

"We don't have a future!"

The kobolds wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and their faces were gray, as if they had suddenly aged ten years.

"Listen to me." The priest stood up at this time, and said with red eyes and bloodshot:

"It's not that easy to sacrifice to an evil god, even if it's a blood sacrifice, it doesn't necessarily succeed in summoning the evil god to come. The hope that we send to the whole village is, in His eyes, nothing more than an insignificant ant on the side of the road, not a qualified sacrifice at all. ”

"I think our faith is not sincere enough, our sacrifices are not rare enough, and we need to hold a new sacrifice!"

"Priest, what do we have to sacrifice to impress the evil gods?" Someone lost his voice.

"I don't know, so we're going to try to find it." The priest shook his head, he was just an ordinary priest, the first time he sacrificed to the evil god, the village was not dead, and the best result was already counted.

The patrol hesitated, "I've heard that the Cat-Faced Mountain Village has also sacrificed to the Old Dominators. ”

"What? They also held sacrifices! ”

A group of kobolds gathered around.

"How many people did they die?" The older generation of kobolds hurriedly asked.

The patrol members shook their heads and said, "There are no dead people, they have offered the treasures of the village." ”

"Did they succeed then?"

"It seems that they didn't get a response from the old rulers, but the cat-faced man had a nightmare last night, and I heard that it was very scary, and life is better than death, and many old people woke up and went crazy."

When everyone heard such a result, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Sacrificing to an evil god is never the best option.

At least it will be riddled with bad luck, and at worst, it will be wiped out by all members.

Only fanatics who want to destroy the world in their hearts like to summon evil gods.

The women of the kobold mountain village were robbed by adventurers, and they didn't want to destroy the women of adventurers all over the world.

This coincides with the crazy idea of wanting to destroy the world, and it is the main motivation for them to take risks.

At this time, the kobold military advisor in the village knocked on the ground with a crutch, "Our ultimate goal is to make the adventurers pay for their blood debts, this is the indispensable way to shed blood!" ”

"Next time, catch a group of adventurers, let them kneel on the ground, face the sacrifice ceremony, and let them taste the nightmare!"

When everyone heard the new military plan of the dog-headed military division, their eyes lit up.

"This seems to be a good idea."

Some people also asked, "Why don't you just send the adventurers as sacrifices, they will never live tomorrow when they see the true face of the evil god." ”

"Stupid! If you do this, you will anger the evil god, and our whole village will be destroyed, so don't think that everything can be sacrificed! The kobold strategist knocked on the floor, hating that iron is not steel.

"Those adventurers have a bad personality, they are self-respecting, they have no one in their eyes, and it is easy to anger the evil god, we can't do stupid things."

Hearing the explanation of the kobold military master, they realized.

"It makes sense, it makes sense."

"That's what the Master said."

A group of kobolds scratched the back of their heads, ashamed of their humble thoughts.

After a while, the kobold mountain village found a new goal to strive for - to capture adventurers alive!

Kemon, who was far away on Earth, looked at his task list and was preparing to do the evaluation task, not knowing that the evil cultists had made sacrifices into self-brain sacrifices that were not rare enough, their faith was not sincere enough, and they didn't know that there would be unlucky adventurers next time.