Chapter 125: Killing Storm
"This is it!"
After leading them around to a damp corner, Cuchette pointed to a human creature whose flesh was nailed to the wall, and said that next to this unlucky guy was a washed human skin, and that there was a line of writing on the wall in blood that ordinary people could not understand.
Acoste's first instinct was to block his sister's view and pull her behind him, even though Lavis had already experienced too many things that ordinary little girls could not imagine, she was still a child who was not yet 10 years old.
Cuchette sighed, clenching his fist hard.
"We have already disposed of the corpses of the last few days, this is what happened the last night, and this poor old guy is a scavenger in front of him, who makes a living by picking up and selling waste every day, according to our inquiry, he is a loyal and honest old man, who has never made a feud with anyone at all, those who should go to hell!"
"No, they don't deserve to go to hell, but they came from hell in the first place!"
Yacoste answered with a solemn expression, and directly told the leader of the Yanquan Mercenary Group
"What are you talking about, is this series of things done by demons?"
"It's not." Acoste shook his head, "A bunch of people who are even more terrible than demons did it!" β
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Outside Baldur's Gate, the Half-Elven Juggernaut left the ancient city with his team.
Even though the four dukes of Baldur's Gate offered many tempting conditions to the Half-Elf Sword Saint to join the crusade team and lead the Flame Fist mercenary group to deal with this series of skinning cases, the other party refused without hesitation.
Just kidding, everything that is tied to that person is extremely dangerous, even if he is now a legendary professional, but if he gets involved, there will still be a lot of danger to his life, and for things that have nothing to do with him, the half-elf is not so highly conscious.
"Brother, do you know that text? Who the hell is the murderer, can make your face so ugly. β
After arriving at the scene of the crime, Acoste still had a stinky face, and at this time, he knew that Lavis dared to talk to the half-elf.
"Of course I know that text, it is an ancient demon language, not the language of the current demon Natali, but the language of the ancient demon Augs, this kind of writing has been extinct for thousands of years, and it is normal that you can't see it in books."
Acoste touched his sister's head lovingly, but didn't notice Lavis's strange face.
The little girl pouted her cute little mouth, why don't I know if I read a book, but you, a guy who knows how to dance knives and guns all day long, know it? But fortunately, the half-elf swordmaster has appeared this kind of omniscient and omnipotent thing more than once, and Lavis didn't bother too much after thinking about it for a while.
"Who is the murderer, and what does that text mean?"
Yacoste shook his head at his curious sister and didn't speak, but pulled away the little girl's palm and swiped it a few times in the other's palm.
This sign language is not difficult to understand, there are very few strokes in the font of Faerun's lingua franca, which is much easier to guess than the man in the previous life of the half-elf, and the little girl almost immediately understood what Acoste wanted to express.
"Killing does not accept, merciful, or be kind to those who are weak and ignorant in their hearts. Everyone dies, and I am in control of their fate! β
"This sentence, this sentence is it!"
The half-elf swordmaster shook his head at his sister, and Lavis instantly covered his small mouth and swallowed the second half of the sentence in his throat.
This sentence is the teachings of the god of killing, Baal.
The three gods of death are very hidden in the churches above the world, among which the king of bones, Mirko, is the most, and the altar strongholds are hidden in the poor mountains and bad waters, or like the White Castle in the Sea of the Moon, which has been abandoned and abandoned for hundreds of years, so few people have seen the death temple of the god of death.
The most flamboyant is Bane, and the Santarin he controls will be active in the northern hemisphere of the continent of Faeron, from the Enoch Desert to the Moon Sea to the westernmost swamps of the Dragon Coast, there are almost all traces of the Santarin.
The church in Baal, on the other hand, was somewhere in between, they generally planted their stronghold in the shadows of the city, they were not as ignorant as the Mirkos, nor did they want Bane to be exposed, no one knew what they were doing most of the time, only that every church anniversary, they would come out and kill a few people to celebrate.
But now their low-key behavior does not make anyone look down on them, because hundreds of years ago, the Baal church did something earth-shattering.
In total, they killed tens of thousands of people, thousands of professionals, dozens of legends, two demigods, and a doppelganger of a true god in that event.
And the footprints of their battles not only covered the entire Faeron Continent, but also covered the Heavenly Mountain, involving the lower planes, and finally it is said that they also hit the Seal City outside the territory.
These are the achievements of the [Sons of Killing] who are familiar to Faeron on Faeron.
Many people know that the Son of Slaughter is the son of Bane, and that Baal, the god who likes to have relationships with mortal women the most among all the gods, has left a lot of blood in the mortal world.
Those people usually look like ordinary people, but that's because the killing divinity in their bodies is dormant, and once they are stimulated or activated by some person, they will turn into the most terrifying monsters in an instant.
Those transformed monsters were actually very similar to the state of Acoste's own slayer after transformation, but in terms of strength, those Killing Sons definitely had an undoubted advantage, because from that moment on, they could be regarded as demigod-level creatures.
At that time, Baal activated the killing divinity in the bodies of all the Sons of Killing, so a catastrophe that swept through the entire multiverse was born, but those Sons of Slaughter were strong, but it was impossible to go against the sky to the point of hundreds of people against hundreds of thousands, and at the end of that catastrophe, all the Sons of Slaughter were defeated by the beings united by the united beings.
Then people naively thought that these guys were extinct in the main plane of Faerun, and the half-elf sword saint only laughed at this naΓ―ve idea.
Daddy stallion Barr hasn't died yet, isn't his heir dead and the other party won't be alive again?
And now, at least from Baldur's Gate, the Sons of Slaughter who are hiding in the shadows are ready to unleash another bloody storm (to be continued). )