Inside the post station.

After a tiring day, the horses are comfortably munching on delicious hay. Shake your strong muscles or wggle your tail every now and then to chase away pesky mosquitoes.

Further inside, there was a small warehouse, and at the door stood two blood guards, their expressions of panic, clenching their weapons and staring at the locked door.

If you listen closely, there is a slight noise in the warehouse, as if something is struggling.

……

Inside the inn room.

Elk stood by Galo's side, while Galo clenched the quill pen in his hand and scribbled on papyrus, detailing the recent heresy.

When it was time to write about Jue and Han Qingluo, the tip of the pen suddenly stopped—he was hesitating. Garlo looked at Elk to the side, as if seeking his advice.

But Elk, as if unresponsive, stared straight ahead.

Seeing his reaction, the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc, turned his head, and continued to write, skipping the matter of Jue and Han Qingluo, only writing that the infiltrated blood clan had temporarily lost its traces, and it would take some time to deal with it, and he applied for an extension of the time to return to the city.

"Buckle button!"

There was a knock on the door.

Elk went to open the door as soon as possible, only to see a blood guard rush in in a panic......

……

In the narrow stable, there was enough firelight, and several figures gathered.

"Lord Earl, I just wanted to check what happened to my infected companion, but I thought I had seen some hellish monster, it was terrible!" A blood guard who witnessed it with his own eyes looked shocked.

Garrow was upset at the sight of his timid appearance, waved him to shut up, and hurried to the door of the warehouse.

"Open!"

The two blood guards guarding the door trembled and unlocked the door of the warehouse.

"Ho!"

As soon as the door opened, a monstrous roar rang out, and the two infected blood guards were tightly bound together, and the ground was covered with fallen hairs and some skin that resembled shedding.

I saw that the first infected blood guard was red all over, the hair on the top of his head was almost gone, the pupils of his eyes became cloudy, and when he opened his mouth, he had a mouthful of rotten teeth, like a monster that came out of some evil place, ugly and disgusting. Later, the infected hemoguards were slightly better.

Is this a mutation?

It was the first time Galo had seen such a terrifying illness that could make the Bloods change overnight.

"Keep them guarded, you can't let them out, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!" Garlo ordered the Blood Guards to close the door to the warehouse, and secretly decided that they wanted to find out the source of the disease.

If this disease is allowed to spread among the blood clans, not only the blood clan society but also the human world will fall into chaos, and this disease must not appear by chance.

From the beginning of the attack of the corpses, he thought that there must be some secret force quietly rising, trying to upset the balance of the current world.

Back in the back of the room.

Gallo sat back down at his desk and picked up his quill pen to finish the unfinished letter.

"Lord Earl, do you need to report this matter to the prince as soon as possible?"

"Yes, you rush back to Croatia with the letter and half of the men and horses with the infected blood guards, and tell my father about this as soon as possible." Gallo sealed the envelope and handed it to Elk.

"Then Lord Earl, do you want to stay?" Elk put the letter close to his body.

"I'll stay and investigate the matter first, and it's important that you complete the task I gave you!"

"Yes, Lord Count, please rest assured!"

"You go and arrange the manpower now, and set off as soon as possible!"

Sending Elk away, Garlo got up from his desk and walked out of the house.

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In another room.

Lillian, who had been cleaned up, finally saw her original appearance.

A pair of light gray eyes were very abrupt on the small face, and scattered freckles covered her face. The brown hair had been taken care of by Han Qingluo and tied up.

Aside from those lustreless eyes, she is also a young girl.

From the conversation, it was learned that she was seventeen years old, an orphan who had been adopted in the village, and she did not know who her parents were, but the farmers who adopted her were kind-hearted and had always treated her as if she were their own daughter.

It wasn't until she was five years old that an incident occurred that made her gradually blind in her eyes.

Before the age of five, her eyes could still see, and she had little foresight. One day, she was playing at the door of her house, and suddenly a sunny thunder coincidentally slashed at her and passed out on the spot.

Seven days had passed since she woke up, and the villagers thought she was dead and had already wrapped her in sackcloth and buried her in the grave.

Fortunately, it was not buried deeply, and it was raining, and the rain washed away the soil and became very soft. She struggled out of the dirt and staggered back to the village in the rain.

The news of the resurrected child's return to the village exploded in this small village in an instant.

Most of the villagers thought it was an ominous omen and tried to get rid of her, but luckily, her adoptive parents did not care, and were happy that she was back and tried to protect her.

However, if her malice is not reduced, she will not be able to live in the village normally, and even her childhood friends who played with her have stayed away from her, and even spoke ill of her.

One day, an image of a fire popped up in her mind, and she was scared because it was a villager's house.

She didn't think much of it and ran out of the house to remind everyone to put out the fire.

The villagers were extremely disgusted when they saw this calamity, and when they heard the unlucky words from her mouth, they scolded her and cried with vicious words. The young Lilian's young heart was greatly hurt and she ran back home with tears in her eyes.

Not long after Lillian returned, her prophecy came true. Sure enough, the house of the villager she was talking about that would catch fire was already billowing smoke.

By the time the villagers found out, the fire was out of control. The villager who caught fire came back from the field to find his home burned down, and he thought it was Lillian's bad luck, an evil witch who cursed people!

When the villagers heard about the witch, they instantly became unsettled, and they shouted that they would burn her to death.

In order to protect her, her adoptive father and adoptive mother knelt down in front of the villagers and prayed, but to no avail. The frenzied villagers wounded her adoptive father and mother, stormed the door, and dragged the young her out of the house.

She still remembers those crazy faces, anger, disgust, disgust...... It's ugly.

In front of the stake, the villagers shouted: "Burn her, burn her......"

And the poor adoptive parents were stopped not far away, covered in blood and shouting her name, tearing their hearts and lungs, and their liver and intestines were broken.

She didn't know why she had become the evil witch that everyone shouted and killed, and was tied to a shelf.

I don't know if it was because of the pain in her body, or because she saw her adoptive parents suffer for her, or because the villagers were viciously scolding, Lillian only knew how to cry, and warm tears wet her cheeks and fell on the pyre beneath her.

The cries were also drowned out by the shouts and curses of the villagers, looking so small and helpless.

"Execution!"

The village chief gave an order.

Several men with torches walked up to the pyre and slowly lit it beneath her. They ignored Lilian's "help" after "help" and completed their "sacred" mission.

When the villagers saw the raging flames, they once again shouted in unison: "Burn her, burn the wicked witch......"

Over and over again, tirelessly.

The adoptive parents, who witnessed all this, wept bitterly and knelt on the ground, and the adoptive mother fainted to death.

Lillian's small eyes were full of dancing flames, and she seemed to see the adults dancing and celebrating through the brilliant flames......

"Boom!"

The dark night sky seemed to be torn apart by a blinding flash of light, and a heavy thunderclap exploded, startling the villagers to crouch on the ground and look up in fear.

A gust of wind swept through.

In the next second, a torrential rain poured down from the night sky without warning, as if by providence to extinguish the burning pyre.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted: "The will of the gods!" ”

As if they had received God's guidance, the villagers changed their attitudes towards Lillian, and hurriedly rescued her from the stake, and Lilian, who was choking on the fireworks and dying, was even weaker under the cold rain.

All she remembered was lying in the arms of her adoptive parents, who seemed to be crying. But the rain was so heavy that it hurt her face and blurred her vision......

Since then, Lillian has become the prophetic god of the village, and any family will ask her in advance about anything, and Lillian has a very kind personality because of her kind adoptive parents, and forgives the villagers who once brutalized her.

But with each prophecy, her eyes would be uncomfortable for a long time, and gradually she found that her eyes seemed to be blind with each prophecy.

She told her adoptive parents about the situation, and in order to protect her, the adoptive parents refused the villagers' daily requests. Slowly, the villagers thought his family was arrogant and hypocritical.

The attitude changed from flattery at the beginning to disgust, and he no longer had any contact with them. At this point, Lilian's family became the object of isolation for the whole village.

The adoptive parents didn't want her to be harmed, so they locked her in the house. Without the compulsion of the villagers, Lilian was much more relaxed.

But the power of prophecy has not been interrupted by this, even if she doesn't want to, once something bad is about to happen, she will always predict it in advance.

Several times she wanted to go out and tell everyone, but was stopped by her adoptive parents.

"Good boy, kindness is good, but sometimes kindness can't save some fallen souls, let it be!"

Lillian's blurred eyes were open, and two lines of tears silently flowed from the corners of her eyes.

As she grew older, Lilian's eyes no longer saw any light in her long-term foresight, but her foresight also strengthened, and indirectly replaced her eyes.

She kept all the tragic prophecies in her heart and no longer struggled, and it was more than ten years in a flash.

Until the other day, she saw an even more terrifying prophecy......