Rakshasa is still looking for the trace of Diriji, but there is still nothing, the plague in the village is more serious, your skin has begun to rot, oozing rancid liquid, and their bodies have not continued to weaken, but have become stronger, and the ** of eating is also getting stronger and stronger, and even some villagers have lost their minds and began to attack other villagers, the final stage of the plague does not seem to die as they imagined, but to become a monster, become a mindless, There are only monsters with bloodthirsty instincts.

The villagers had no choice but to isolate their compatriots, who seemed to have mutated, but it was not a long-term solution, and they knew that if they continued like this, they would one day become the same monsters.

"Mom, I'm afraid ......," cried a little girl lying in her mother's arms, and on her arms and body, some dark brown spots had already appeared, and these spots seemed to have festered signs.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Rakshasa will protect our ......"

Rakshasa watched all this weakly, as the patron saint of the village, he could only watch these villagers slowly turn into monsters.

Rakshasa prepares to visit one of the oldest magicians in the village, who was the guardian of the village before Rakshasa grew into a powerful magician, and after Rakshasa became a more powerful magician than him, he lived a relaxed and leisurely life outside the village. However, although he is no longer protecting the village, there is no doubt that he is the most senior being in the entire village, and the most well-informed in the entire village.

"Diriji...... He was an apostle, an apostle who was in charge of the plague. The old man said the old magician, "There is no way out now, and its great power will eventually turn us into monsters, and we will have to endure it in silence." ”

"The power of the apostles...... Is it really that powerful? Rakshasa didn't know if he was talking to Dongfang Xiao, or he was silently talking to himself, he had also heard some rumors about the apostles, most of these so-called apostles were from various planes outside the demon world, and they all seemed to have very powerful powers. It was rumored that these apostles were savior-like existences, and they saved the demon world from the brink of countless collapses, but such rumors were gradually abandoned by the people of the demon world, these so-called apostles don't seem to care about the civilians of the demon world, they just do what they like, and the reason why everyone really realizes this is that there was a war that broke out in the demon world, it was a war between the apostles, and in that war, countless civilians in the demon world were killed and killed, And the apostles don't care about the dead demon commoners, which also makes those civilians see through the essence of the apostles, they just have very strong power and are not the so-called saviors, let alone do anything because of their expectations, they only care about their own affairs.

And the name of this war is called "Dragon War".

In the end, one of the apostles escaped from the Demon Realm, and the war ended, but the civilians of the Demon Realm did not receive any compensation for the trauma, and since then, they have also recognized the true nature of these careers, and they will not actively contact the area where these apostles live unless there is something necessary.

And this apostle named Direji also had his own living area, and logically he should not have appeared here, but no one could say why he suddenly appeared around this town.

Although they know the name of the monster, it doesn't mean anything, it just makes the already desperate villagers even more desperate, Rakshasa's efforts seem to be useless, the whole village is filled with a desperate atmosphere, they don't want to resist anymore, and they can't resist anymore, if this is their fate, then they can only accept it helplessly.

"You can't just give up!" Rakshasa gritted his teeth and said to the villagers, "Even the apostles are not qualified to deprive us of the right to live, we have to fight, if we still want to live." ”

"But how do we do it?" One villager said in despair.

"We're monsters now." Another villager looked at his festering skin, and there was some self-deprecation in his tone.

These villagers were already the least affected by the plague in the village, and nearly one-third of the villagers lost consciousness and began to turn in the direction of monsters.

"No, we must not give up! Since we can't find a solution here, then let's get out of here, I don't believe that we can't find a way to get rid of the plague in our bodies after walking through the entire demon world! ”

Under the efforts of the Rakshasas, the villagers are ready to leave this place, but their hearts are already desperate, but the hope of survival drives them to continue to do so, 1/3 of the villagers decided to leave with the Rakshasa , and the remaining 2/3 of the villagers, part of them have lost their consciousness and become a monster-like existence, and the remaining 1/3 of the smoke has been tormented by the plague, I am afraid that it is only a matter of a few days to become a monster.

Anyway, the villagers are still on the road, their goal is the city where the magician went last time, this is the only big city within a radius of hundreds of miles, it can also be regarded as their only hope, since they are not willing to take the initiative to help themselves, then they can only go by themselves, maybe in this city, there are people who can solve their literary and artistic problems, this is their only hope.

This is a slow-moving team, the whole team has been tormented by the plague, even the strongest rakshasa has begun to exude that unique smell on his body, and the other villagers not to mention, and even some villagers have begun to develop in the direction of monsters, sorry, there is nothing I can do. Dongfang Xiao sighed again, "Actually, I don't exist in this world, what I see is just an illusion, what happens in this world is already doomed, and I have no way to change your fate." With that, Dongfang Xiao walked towards Rakshasa, but his body did not touch Rakshasa, but passed through Rakshasa's body like a phantom.