Seventy-six Pretending to be asleep is hard to wake up
I walked into their nest, and it was dark, and all sorts of smells mingled together. I found that humans are very smelly animals, if you don't hide it, they smell more than the rest of the animals, and the smell of sweat is mixed with the smell of excrement and the smell of food, which makes people frown.
There was a constant sound of humming and whispering all around, and people were staring at me with alert eyes. I was also very alert, and on several occasions I almost stepped on the dirt they left on the ground, but my shoes were already dirty, so I didn't have to be too timid.
It's like a slaughterhouse - a slaughterhouse for the slaughter of humans, who are trapped in small places and fed regularly, and occasionally, the best of them are chosen to be given the privilege of mating, and the rest are slaves and food, and the demons send them to do all sorts of things, including some scalp-numbing entertainment, and eat them when the demons have an appetite.
These humans are fully aware of their situation, frightened and fully accepting their fate, they are much more honest than the slaves of the Sword and Shield Society, but their spirit is empty, and they lack all the spiritual motivation that drives humanity to strive upwardβbeliefs, dreams, wishes, and even the instincts for jealousy, reproduction, and survival.
It's useless to just take them back, and you have to spend a lot of time educating them and teaching them to become humans, otherwise they would rather die in a lazy and leisurely manner. It may be easier than teaching a bunch of monkeys to work, but it's not that simpler, and the monkeys are much cuter than they are.
Perhaps the power of Gongel's admonition.... That's for manipulating animals, but it doesn't necessarily mean that you can't manipulate these people, their spiritual world is empty after all.
That meant that I had to treat them like animals, and I had to teach the weepers to despise these degraded fellow citizens so that they would not feel sympathy for them. What if you treat these people well? I know human nature, how evil unfettered human nature is, these people are domesticated by demons, and after they have witnessed all kinds of atrocities of demons, are there traces of goodness in their souls?
Lamia asked me what to do.
I sighed and shouted, "Who understands me?" β
A tall, thin old man raised his hand and said, "I, I understand." β
I asked, "How many people are here?" β
The old man said, "About two thousand." β
I said, "What about a man like you who can speak?" β
The old man said, "About two hundred." β
Much better than I thought.
I said, "Take me to them." β
The old man did not dare to resist, and I entered a side door, and there was a pit at the bottom, and the bottom of the pit was relatively clean, covered with soft grass, and some ragged people lived here, mostly young people, and some middle-aged people.
I asked the old man about the situation here, and the old man said, "These... They are all descendants of the Wizards, and the demons have found talent in them, and I... I'm in charge of educating them that their souls need a certain amount of inspiration in order to be more... Valuable. β
I jumped into the pit and shouted, "Do you understand me?" β
They looked at me together.
I said, "From now on, you must obey my commands, just as you obey the commands of your demonic master." β
Suddenly, they showed fear, and then a look of disgust appeared, and a woman cried out, "We will never betray our master, you flesh, you slut!" β
About 20 people roared at me for braised pork ribs or ham sandwiches, which seemed to be their worst swear words.
What are they most afraid of?
The green veil tempted their souls, saying, "Simple, they are afraid of violent violence." β
I walked over to the woman who had screamed at first, and the woman screamed, her arms stretched out, and she struck me like a gibbon, and I broke the bones of her entire arm with one punch, and she fell to the ground in pain.
I don't actually want to hit women, but that's not my principle, I act when I have the opportunity.
I grabbed her by the hair, she looked hideous, opened her mouth to bite me, I pinched her teeth, forced to pull out a few of them, she let out a heart-piercing scream. I kicked her in the stomach again, and she vomited blood and rolled all over the floor. I realized that she was far stronger than humans, but if I increased my strength a little, she would die.
Lamia watched from above, but did not say anything to dissuade her, she understood that I was making an example of the monkeys.
The woman was frightened, the black nightmare took advantage of the void, her spirit fell into confusion under this oppression, she screamed, used all fours, fled from me, and said to the others: "Attack him, attack him, or the master will kill us!" β
I said, "Your master is gone." β
The woman said, "The master will come back!" β
Two men pounced on me from behind, their muscles swelling and becoming unusually strong, and I turned around and picked up Mjonier, removing their left and right arms together, and they covered their wounds and fell to the ground screaming.
The rest trembled and looked terrified.
I silently said in my heart: Don't come up again to die, just give in! I don't want to go back to crying with a bunch of disabled people, and I don't want to hurt the killer.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar of exclamation outside the house, no doubt from a demon. I looked at Lamia, and then at Abel, who was still sleeping soundly.
The woman sneered, "The master has arrived, and you are finished." She was still trembling, the fear of her master etched into the depths of her soul.
I jumped back to the ground, only to see a red flame demon leading about a hundred termites in the doorway, dripping with blood, as if it had been killed with extraordinary cruelty.
The Red Flame Demon held a flaming iron rod and laughed, "During my absence, there was actually a Dharma Hunter sent to the door?" Great, wonderful, be my animal. β
I asked, "Did you win the battle?" Is it with the rest of the Red Flame Demons, or with some hell? β
He was stunned and said, "You know the situation very well. β
"Sangwin's death has left you all in disarray, and you seem to be collecting human beliefs to make yourself grow faster."
The Red Flame Demon's body shook and shouted, "You... How do you know? β
I replied: "You can guess why Sangwin died, who killed him, why the sun appeared during the day." β
The Red Flame Demon fell backwards in fright, and hurriedly supported his body with a wooden staff, he shouted, "What do you mean by that? You think you can fool me? β
I sighed, "You've at least heard about it." β
I unleashed the shadows of the Black Nightmare, the threads of darkness like living creatures, weaving this place into his lair, his hunting ground. The Black Nightmare opened its eyes, its endless green eyeballs staring at the demons.
The Red Flame Demon screamed and ran outward, but his fear attracted Encharil, and no one could escape the Black Nightmare, and in the blink of an eye, he had been bitten to nothing by the Black Nightmare.
The Black Nightmare has fully regained its strength, which is probably good news.
The death of the unknown Red Flame Demon caused even more panic in the lair, and the demons fled in terror while the humans curled up with their heads in their hands, crying uncontrollably, vomiting and excreting uncontrollably.
I'll kill some of the demons and let the rest escape, and they'll propagate it for me, so our evacuation will be much smoother.
I changed my mind.
With the blood of Abel, can you take all these people away?
The plague doctor replied, "Yes." β
Encharil enjoyed their fear, which to him was like faith, it appeared behind them, it appeared in their eyes, it appeared in their hearts, it appeared on the other side of their souls, in their minds it was omnipotent, it was cruel, it would make them worse than death.
I said, "Obey me, follow me, or it won't end well." β
They obediently obeyed.
I don't think about the future for a while, even if this group of people is useless, but now they are tamed like sheep, and they have the blood of hunters, as long as they are willing to reproduce for me, I will send someone to educate their offspring, so that those children can learn and get rid of ignorance. The success rate of children will be very high.
Now, kindness is useless, no, blind kindness will only become an obstacle. Of course, I'm not saying that Yao Chi's spirit is wrong, but you can't give up the way forward because of kindness.
No demon tried to thwart us, no demon tried to come and die, because it was I who killed Sangwyn no matter what the process was. I had almost forgotten where the portal was, but the green veil reminded me.
I took out the set of keys that Salotte had given me, and the portal appeared in front of me. I looked back at the followers, who were dense and moving like dragons, in the light of the burning fire, but the expressions of the people in front of them were very focused, as if they were unusually attentive to the command to "follow me", they may be more efficient and diligent than I thought, they may lack the self-motivation necessary for human beings, but now, fear drives them.
The question was how to get blood from Abel.
I stuck out my finger and dug into his nose, but to no avail, I remembered Vasilissa striking at him without doing any harm.
Sister Plague: "You can snap his head off with Excalibur." β
I was startled and said, "Don't provoke him, I managed to get close to him." β
Lamia said, "yes, what if you kill him?" β
I laughed with the people of the Mad Web Council, and the Plague Nun scoffed, "What a fool! Lamia frowned, "What's so funny?" β
I said, "If he were so easy to kill, he could destroy the world with a sword bullet alone." β
Lamia aimed at his palm and fired a shot, to no avail, and Abel rolled over and tickled with his other hand at the point of the shot. She snorted, drew a cross on Abel's skin, and fired thirty shots at the cross, without any blood.
Lamia exclaimed, "How did his skin become thicker than before?" β
I suspect this bastard is pretending to be asleep, but I can't be sure that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.
Lamia had an idea and shot Abel in the nose, and Abel probably thought it was a mosquito and slapped him in the nose, which was enough to kill Sangwin, so Abel bled out.
Me, Lamia, and the Mad Web Council all yelled "oh oh" at the same time, staining the blood on the key.
It worked, and the portal became noticeably wider.