I asked, "And your son Hainuka... Is it the one to be eaten? Just tonight? ”

Dietis: "Yes. She began to cry uncontrollably.

I said angrily, "Why? Why did you choose him? You're a candidate for the Great Shaman! Your son.... Wait, you used to say that you are the mother of a werewolf and your son is a werewolf? Then why did they choose him as a sacrifice? ”

"I had two children, Henuga and Hesga, and Hesgar became the Holy Spirit, and Heyska didn't," Dietis said. ”

I was taken aback, broke out in a cold sweat, and said, "Hesga was also born to you?" ”

She hung her head and said nothing, but everything was silent.

I said, "In this festival, will Hasgar eat the henuca?" ”

"Hesgar is also very good, a great leader, and very filial to me, but they think that Heynuga is cursed and must be the food of the Holy Spirit to be purified, and the two of them are.... Twins, the Holy Spirit, by merging with the other half of the soul, will have stronger force, thus sweeping away the haze and leading the werewolves to perpetuate. ”

I said, "This is not uncommon in history, and some people think that the souls of twins are one, and if they become one, they will become perfect. ”

This had the opposite effect, and she cried even harder.

I said: "Auntie, don't cry, I can lend you a wide shoulder to rely on, don't look at me like this, in fact, I am a warm man, no, central air conditioning, I also have a nickname for women's friends in crying..."

She leaned close to my shoulder and bit me so hard that I wailed loudly, cramping half of my body, and thought, "The people here are really abnormal, and their words and deeds are almost like wild wolves." ”

But for some reason, I feel so good, am I hiding the attribute of shaking M? I remember once begging Lamia to kick me in Gauguin...

She stopped crying and said, "Please come with me to meet the Henuka." ”

We left her yard and crossed the village, where the humans all nodded when they saw us, and she was indeed very respected. I can't figure out why she, as the Mother of the Holy Spirit, lives alone and sews for a living. But it soon occurred to her that her other son was the Son of the Damned, a symbol of calamity.

When you come to a heavily guarded stone house, there are two black panther statues at the door, and when you enter the stone house, it is like walking into a tropical rainforest, and the plants are abundant.

Some apparently mortal jailers stood guard, their expressions distracted, their guns still on their side, barely bothering up when they saw Dietis. It's so important that werewolves are supposed to take care of it, but I've killed almost all the werewolves in this village.

Deserved, this is the fate of Longinus, who wants to harm my savior.

When I entered the prison, I felt distraught, as if I had knowingly walked into a place where serial murderers used to bury their bodies. I felt as if the walls had been burned, and the flames flashed in the scorched black, and if I listened closely, I felt as if I heard the deep wails of the dead.

Henuga wasn't in a cage, he was leaning against the wall, sitting on the cold floor, the room was so dark that I could barely make out his appearance, so I used shadow vision. In this vision, he looks exactly like Hasgar, but he has short hair.

Soon, in my eyes, he changed. His coffee-colored skin began to darken, the black of charcoal, the black of a corpse in a crematorium. In the darkness of his skin, a fiery glow bloomed, making him look like some fugitive from hell.

His legs were particularly terrifying, and their surfaces were covered with countless knife marks.

Hesgar must have seen the hallucination, too, and the great shaman, the boy in front of him was indeed cursed in some way.

There was a brazier around Hainuga, and Dietis said, "It's a magic weapon that mimics the blazing soul brazier, and they say it will prevent Hainuga from spreading bad luck throughout the village." ”

I sighed, "He's just a scapegoat, and I bet they'll blame Hainuga for the Black Nightmare and the people I killed." ”

Dietis nodded, "As long as there is a calamity, Hainuga will be blamed by them. Yet none of them dared to hurt him. ”

"Because you're afraid of bad luck?"

"That's one of the reasons, and the other is that Hasgar is still taking care of his brother, ah, Haysga, I knew you were a good boy," said Dietis. ”

She crossed the brazier and embraced her ill-fated son, which I thought was just an ornament. Looking at this touching scene, I wanted to say something to comfort their scarred hearts.

I said, "Hello Henuka, I understand your suffering, rest assured, soon you will be safe." ”

The handsome, swarthy young man glanced at me with a cold gaze, as if he were a thousand miles away. He has been indifferent and ostracized, his life is as precarious as a candle in the wind, I look at his emaciated body, chocolate-like skin, and well-defined muscle curves, alas, this cruel world, why let such a honey-like beautiful boy fall into this cruel earthly world? And why should he face such a vicious fate?

I subconsciously wiped the corners of my mouth, but fortunately, there was no saliva, and even if there were, it was not conspicuous in the dark.

I said, "Don't worry, Hainuka, I will protect you and your mother, and I will take it all ... Ah, no, mother and child, no! It's a mother and child! ”

Dietis turned his head and glared at me with disdain, and there was a hint of contempt in Henuca's eyes, what was wrong with them? Do you think I have bad intentions? I just said the wrong thing, should I be executed by this kind of look if I said the wrong thing? That's why the world is finished, because the human heart has been lost, and they can't tolerate the slightest disagreement, the slightest disagreement.

The saint does not care about the heart, and there is no saint in the world.

But the world did not understand the saints, so the saints were persecuted.

I have shed tears of regret for the ignorant world.

Dietis brought some rice crackers to Henuga, but he didn't eat them, and I followed her out of the prison, some time before it got dark.

She said, "I'll get you some bread too, for there's no meat here, because meat is given priority to the werewolves." ”

I was already hungry and said, "Thank you." ”

She laughed, "I saw you drooling from hunger before." ”

I immediately said, "Yes, I'm drooling because I'm hungry, not because of anything else." ”

There was an awkward silence between us, and she started to bake the pies, hoping she didn't put anything dirty in them.

She said: "After the apocalypse, the surviving werewolves returned to this woodland, there were not many survivors, about twenty people, and only two werewolves, and the way back to the Temple of the Mother Wolf was blocked, and the werewolves had no way to pray to the Mother Wolf, and there were many, many demons in this forest. The humble wooden hut we built would never survive a demonic attack, which made everyone desperate. ”

I asked, "Hesgar mentioned that pilgrimage trail was full of blood ghouls. ”

Dietis: "Yes, but no one knows why. ”

I think it has something to do with Charon's moonshine plan, just the difference between creating a lot of demons and a lot of blood ghouls.

"Food is scarce, dangers lurk, and werewolves are like trapped beasts in a desperate situation," Dietis said. The humans they kidnapped were their emergency rations and a tool for their reproduction, but werewolves could not control the human spirit like the Bloods, and they were wary of humans, fearing that they would resist in despair, and would rather die at the hands of demons than be killed by werewolves. This kept them awake from sleeping, and both of them were on the verge of reaching their limits.

One night, one of the werewolves received a revelation in a dream, an angel of the jungle, who told the inspired that he would unite with the werewolf's soul and give him transcendent powers. When the werewolf woke up, as the angel said, his power was amazing, and he was the first generation of the Holy Spirit.

The werewolf became the guardian of the village, and he had no need to eat meat, no sleep, only the leaves and fruits of the forest, and he had inexhaustible physical strength. When demons strike, he alone can fend off. The mortals, under his leadership, finally settled in the woods.

Subsequently, with the help of divine power, the Holy Spirit fought his way out of the bloody path, returned to the Temple of the Wolf Mother, and once again reaped the blessing of the Wolf Mother. The next day, his wife became pregnant, a pair of triplets, who both became famous werewolf heroes.

However, the other werewolf is jealous of the Holy Spirit because none of his children can become werewolves, and the Holy Spirit does not allow him to possess more women. According to legend, the second werewolf was tempted by a demon in a dream and possessed by a demon, a demon as powerful as the Angel of the Holy Spirit, and the werewolf attacked the Holy Spirit, which caused both to perish. ”

I asked, "The Holy Spirit is the angel who has been in this world for a long time, and the earth is the demon who has been in this world for a long time?" ”

Dietis: "I can't confirm that later, the Great Shaman said that the Holy Spirit and the Earth's Heists were probably one and the same, that they both belonged to a transcendent spirit, but were separated by earthly pollution. ”

I said, "Vic Archdemon? ”

She asked, "What?" ”

I said, "No, it's nothing, you go on." ”

Dietis: "Twenty years had passed since the Holy Spirit descended, and there were already six werewolves in the village, with a population of over a hundred. Nor can the attacks of demons pose a threat to the Holy Spirit, but without the Holy Spirit, we will still be destroyed by demons.

Just the day after the death of the Holy Spirit, the Great Shaman came to the village, and she was the oldest known werewolf. She told the people that the Holy Spirit was a miracle from the Mother Wolf who would be reincarnated and come upon one of the twins.

Her prophecy was accurate, the pregnant woman in the village gave birth to a pair of twins, and in doubt, everyone waited and struggled to support it, and during these days, the attacks of the demons were not frequent, so we were able to continue, but many people died, either from demons or from werewolves.

When the child was eight years old, a man became the Holy Spirit, and although he was young, he already possessed the power and wisdom of the gods, and then we were restored again. ”

I guessed, "And then the hell killed the Holy Spirit again?" ”

"That was many years later.... The other of the twins, the earth's evil possessed him, and he attacked the Holy Spirit again. The Holy Spirit destroyed him, but soon after, he himself died of serious wounds. ”