Chapter 63: The Seeds of Hatred [2-in-1 Chapter]
The plot of the dream was accidentally written...... But there's really no deliberate water injection! (ε§)
All in all, I'm going to work hard to write this plot as soon as possible, I'm sorry guys.
It's the first time I've written a long-form online article, and my ability to control the length of the plot is still too tender, and I'll learn a lesson in the future......
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"Brother, look ahead!" After Finn noticed that the sulfurous stench in the air had become thicker than in the treehouse, little Aria, who was still in her pajamas, raised her hand in horror and pointed to the village square about a hundred meters in front of them.
Finn immediately withdrew his attention from his sense of smell and raised his gaze to observe the direction of little Arya.
In the darkness of the night, he suddenly found that there were several points of light in that direction, but the light of the fire was not as bright as the campfire in the camp at the entrance of the village, so that the young man did not notice the light spot there in the first place after escaping from the treehouse with little Arya.
The points of light were like torches held in someone's hand.
And the sour smell of sulfur seems to be wafting from that side.
There was a movement of human voices in that direction, but it was a pity that Finn's place was a little far away from there. Although Lonnier has 30 perceptual attributes, if he doesn't focus all his attention on hearing, then he can't actually hear much of what the people are saying and doing.
Suddenly, the firelight in the young man's and little Arya's vision flickered together, as if they were also aware of the presence of the two of them, and immediately approached this side.
Little Arya looked at the light of the fire that was getting bigger and bigger in the night, and turned her head to find that between the two tree houses on her right hand was a pothole that the villagers used to pile up household garbage.
Although she hated the smell of the garbage heap, she suddenly had an idea in her mind, and then turned her eyes to Finn and proposed, "Brother." Let's hide. β
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed to the garbage pit on Finn's right.
The pit full of elves' household garbage emitted a foul smell that could completely overpower the smell of sulfur, and there were a few flies hovering on it that were attracted by dirty things, and there was a disgusting feeling of discomfort just looking at it, and I don't know if the villagers who lived in the two tree houses on either side of the garbage pit had protested to the village chief of Tengluo Village many times about this problem.
Fein heard more barking dogs from some corner of the village, watched the light of the fire that was gradually approaching him and little Arya, and turned his head to look behind him, and saw another group of people with torches walking into the village at the same time, crossing the bridge that connected the forest and the village.
For a moment, the path in both directions of the young man and the elven girl was blocked, and Finn glanced sideways at the fires that lit out of the night. I wondered why the other villagers of Tengluo Village didn't realize that outsiders had come to the village.
However, the current situation did not allow him to stand still and think about it for the time being.
So, the young man turned his head and followed the garbage pit that little Arya pointed out to him, and after hesitating for less than half a second, he took little Arya's hand and ran over there.
About a minute and a half later......
"Brother, who are these guys?" Little Arya and Finn hid together in the garbage heap with the pungent stench, and with her hand a small line of sight opened in front of them, observing the small heart in her chest that had converged in two directions from inside and outside the village where she and Finn had been a minute and a half before.
The elven girl kept her voice low, only as loud as the movement of her breath.
She knew that her brother was a poor man with mental retardation, but in her opinion. Far from acting like a retarded person tonight, Lonnier has become a person she can rely on in situations of disappointment.
"I don't know yet......" Finn and little Arya hid side by side, replying softly to his 'sister' in the same whispered voice.
At the same time, he did not forget to use his own eyes to observe the uninvited guests who came into his field of vision.
Soon. The men in their black robes and hoods held torches, and several of them held a few chains around the neck of the Cerberus, driving the low-level demonic creatures with the smell of sulfur in their mouths to gather together and complete the convergence in that place.
The group of uninvited guests who came to the village from the outside looked like about twenty people. Counting the several Cerberus they were holding in their hands, the number was around thirty.
Finn held his breath and cast his gaze away from the garbage heap to stare at the group.
Suddenly, the young man's eyes blinked. One of the black-robed men holding Cerberus in his hand said to the other black-robed man in a respectful voice, "Destruction is above...... Patriarch. β
From a distance of about twenty paces, Finn couldn't see the man's face hidden under the hood, but with Ronnier's 30-point perceptual ability, he could hear that the man's voice was made by a man named Jack.
Jack is an expert in false voices, and although the man with the Cerberus leash in his hand deliberately mimicks his voice as Ronniel and little Arya's father when confronting Finn through a door outside the treehouse, Finn later listens to and notes his original voice in the treehouse when he talks to his companion named Clarkson.
So, Finn recognized the other party at this time.
Although the young man didn't know when Jack had left the treehouse where little Arya's family lived, the next scene was so shocking that he ignored this little doubt for the time being.
In the next second, the other black-robed man facing Jack was silent for a long time, and then raised a hand that was obviously a woman to remove the hood from her head.
Long white hair then scattered into the night.
Finn's eyes widened involuntarily.
That woman is a poisonous vine! - He didn't need to remember at all, he recognized the female patriarch of the Demon Pastor Sect at a glance.
"So, those black-robed people are all cultists of the Demon Shepherd Sect?" Finn stared at the crowd gathered around the poisonous vines, and thought to himself that the thing that could be most related to demonic creatures in the history of the Fourth Age of Feldia was indeed the group of madmen who prayed for the end of the world all day and night.
However, what did the poisonous vines do when they ran to the Far South Forest at this time in the dream? βThe next question then arose in his mind.
Finn gritted his teeth lightly, and chose to continue hiding in the garbage heap with little Arya, to see what the hell the cultists would do next.
A group of cultists from the Cult of the Devil Pastor get together. The long white hair on the poisonous vine's head and her side face fell into Finn's sight, and the cult patriarch looked at the cultist named Jack, who had just reported to her, and asked calmly, "What about the two children?" β
"This ......," the cultist with the dog's chain in his hand bowed his head.
"You missed?" The Patriarchess's voice showed a hint of displeasure.
"Please, I beg your pardon, Patriarch!" The cultist was so frightened that he quickly threw away the chain around the neck of Cerberus and knelt down, "We have heard the wrong information, that Arya's brother doesn't seem to be a fool, we... We ......"
He scrambled to think of words of justification.
However, the poisonous vine could also see the mind of this cultist, and he didn't bother to bother with him about it for a while. So he sneered at it: "Forget it." β
Then, she turned around and instructed the other cultists around her, "Bring all the test subjects you have picked." β
After hearing the instructions given by the poisonous vine, the other twenty or so black-robed demon shepherd cultists immediately bowed respectfully to the poisonous vine, and then took the dog chains of the other cerberus, driving these low-level demon creatures who had signed a contract with them to scatter around.
After a while, the cultists split up a group to raise torches for lighting, and another group of Cerberus dragged a dozen or so elven villagers with rolling eyes from several tree houses in the village to return to the poisonous vines.
The elven villagers who had been dragged out of the treehouse by the cultists' arms were lifeless, and they shrugged their necks in a dull way. The body and limbs seemed to be squeezed dry, as if they were dead.
"Brother, that person is Uncle Danit." Little Arya opened her two emerald green eyes wide, barely seeing the middle-aged elf being dragged by an arm-held by a cultist with her low-light vision. "And there, that's Aunt Jenny, little Frandy, Sister Honey...... And, mom and dad! Everyone was taken away...... What do those scoundrels want to do?! β
Finn could feel little Arya's emotions become agitated.
He was so anxious that he immediately glanced at the corner of his eye, and gently "shhh
Little Arya suddenly realized that she had almost made a mistake. Hurry up and keep your mouth shut.
Fortunately, the group of cultists, led by Poison Man, did not seem to have discovered that there were still two people hiding in this garbage heap just over twenty steps away from them.
The group of faith-destroying lunatics dragged the elven villagers out of the treehouse and stacked them together, and the cult matriarch with long white hair walked over to the pile of villagers. He lowered his gaze and examined one of the male elves for two seconds, then raised his hand and hooked his fingers, telling the two cultists to hold the godless male elf in front of him.
The male elf was the father of little Arya and Lonniel, an old ranger who belonged to the Rangers, and a torn amethyst gem protruded from his chest.
The poison vine looked at the old ranger's bloodless face and shook his head, then reached out and pulled out the amethyst on the old ranger's chest.
Blood splattered in all directions.
The two cultists, one on the left and one on the right, let go of their hands, and the father of little Arya and Ronniel fell straight down with a "thud", and the back of the head with long blond hair fell heavily to the ground, and the red liquid soaked out from under the cortex of the skull and stained the ground red.
"No ββ!" Seeing her father lying on the ground like this, little Arya bit her lower lip and held back her grief and did not cry out, but her heart was already roaring uncontrollably.
After Arya Jr. and Ronil's father falls, the cultists set up the next elven villager.
It was a female elf who was still in a coma, and Finn recognized it as the mother of little Arya and Ronniel.
The poison vine looked at the still charming female elf with a cold smile on his face, thought about it in his mind, took out a dagger for self-defense from the robe on his body, cut the female elf's clothes, and then made a hole in the latter's chest, and then inserted the amethyst gem that had just been pulled out of the chest of the elf brother and sister's father into the latter's flesh and blood.
The amethyst gem burrowed into the wound on little Arya's mother's chest and emitted a strange glow.
But then, the purple crystal stone didn't seem to be compatible with little Arya's mother's body. Immediately, as if disgusted with the new nest that the poisonous vine had chosen for it, it was squeezed out by the body of little Arya's mother.
The amethyst gem that had killed the elven sibling's father fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and little Arya and Lonniel's mother stopped breathing for the next second, and then fell limp to the ground, and fell sideways beside her husband, who was one step ahead of her.
"Hey, unqualified test subject." The poisonous vine bent down unhappily to pick up the crystal stone, and then glanced indifferently at little Arya's mother from the corner of his eye as if he had just used a piece of garbage, and then unconcernedly turned his gaze to the cultist in front of her and ordered, "Next." β
So, the next distracted male elf villager was dragged from the ground by two cultists in front of the female patriarch.
The male elf was Uncle Danit that little Arya had mentioned to Finn not long ago.
Poison vine treated the male elf named Danit the same way he did with little Arya's mother. Unfortunately, the amethyst gemstone was not compatible with Danit's body, so Uncle Danit, as little Arya spoke, also suffered the same misfortune as his mother.
He became the next victim after little Arya's mother.
Then, then there were Aunt Jenny, little Flandy, and Sister Honey, whom little Arya had just recognized......
One by one, the elven villagers of Tengluo Village were damaged by the poisonous vines with the strange and terrifying amethyst gem, and one by one they fell to the ground after their bodies were repelled by the amethyst gems, and one by one they died.
Little Arya felt that her nose was so sour that she couldn't bear it anymore, and two lines of sad tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes uncontrollably.
"Liv is on top...... Why would they do it? Why? She choked in her throat and groaned in a slurred bass about the tragedy she had seen, her little white hands trembling with fear and anger as she clutched the few leaves in the garbage heap that she had clenched into the palm of her hand.
After witnessing the atrocities inflicted on the elven villagers by the poisonous vines, Finn's heart burned with anger that he wanted to pick up a knife and slash people. But the young man knew that it was just an illusion that existed in Arya's dream.
This illusion may be illusory, or it may be a painful memory that exists in the depths of the elf girl's heart.
If Arya had really experienced this tragedy caused by the poisonous vines when she was a child, then he would suddenly be able to understand why Arya suddenly had a brain convulsion in the dagger jungle and left the team to act alone.
After all, this memory is a seed of hatred for the elven girl.
Moreover, the elves of Ferdia themselves are a very grudgeful race.
This seed of hatred, full of unforgettable hatred, has been watered by time and has already taken root in Arya's heart. Finn could almost guess that the reason why Arya suddenly lost her mind in the dagger forest was probably because she had discovered her enemy.
The festival between Arya and the poison vine had existed since a few years ago. - It dawned on him.
Suddenly, just as Fein had somewhat figured out why Arya had lost her mind in the dagger forest. The young man suddenly heard a crisp "pop" sound from high in the night sky.
Driven by curiosity, he immediately raised his gaze to a higher place.
The next second, he saw a crack open in the moonlit night sky that cut through half of the sky. The long crack was like a beetle-shaped pattern of ice cracking on a piece of glass, and behind the crack was a dark purple distorted light and shadow, like a void.
Looking at this strange scene that appeared in the dream world, Finn froze for a moment, and then remembered that he had seen this situation in a dream copy of a giant dragon with his guild friends when he was a player in his previous life.
That's a sign that dreams are starting to show signs of collapse!
A conjecture immediately crossed his mind - Sheehan's real-world surgery might be on the verge of success! (To be continued.) )