Chapter 254: The Lying President
Heavy Jiujin had heard 'the fire of the Yanmu Forest extinguished' many times, and she subconsciously thought that this was an intentional description, referring to the fact that the prosperous magic and witchcraft civilization of the Yanmu Forest had fallen into a bleak and dark period, and the flame of civilization hope had been extinguished.
A metaphor, however, it was only a few minutes ago that she learned the truth from the fragments of her soul memories she had received, and it turned out that the flames of the Burning Wood Forest were literal.
Enduring, the fire of the burning flame is extinguished.
Not only can Yanmu really burn fire, it has also burned for thousands of years, dating back to the early development of Yanmu Forest's civilization.
Weighing nine catties, you can only convince yourself to be yourself, and there is no need to make a fuss about anything strange happening in the vast galaxy of the boundless universe.
So, is there really a god?
When he asked a question weighing nine catties, he had already made a psychological preparation for the silence of the dead guide or being told that he was not authorized enough to answer, but he didn't expect that this time the dead guide would answer very simply and in detail.
"In the mythological system of the Burning Wood Forest, the gods of heaven descended the seeds of divine fire, causing Mars to sprinkle the earth and give birth to thousands of lives, and some of them were endowed with special talents, they were able to drive the elements to their own use, and the civilization of magic and witchcraft opened the most glorious chapter of civilization in the Burning Wood Forest until the flame of the Burning Wood was extinguished.
The Forbidden Demon Inspector was born to follow the trend, and those with the talent of communication drive elements are believed to have stolen the power of the gods, and the insatiable and unbridled stealing of the power of the gods has attracted the wrath of the gods, and the talent has since become a curse, and in order to pray for the forgiveness of the gods, people have to make those who have the cursed bloodline pay the price, and their lives will atone for their sins. ”
According to the fragments of soul memory in his mind, which weighed nine catties, the death guide made a simple summary of the history of the development of civilization in Yanmu Forest.
"So, are there any gods?"
The Death Guide replied directly, "It depends on the definition of the Heavenly God by the Yanmu Forest people. ”
Don't talk about many dead guides.
Well, it doesn't seem like so.
The so-called anger, punishment, and curse are even more nonsense.
Even if there is really a god who is busy maintaining the ecological balance in the cosmic environment, I am afraid that he will not have the leisure time to take care of these trivial things.
The president of the inspection committee ripped off a big piece of god skin.
There was a commotion all over the Forbidden Demon City, and the patrol officers received alarms from different directions from all over the city, and they were exhausted.
Before leaving, the spirit gathering crystal of the souvenir shop was broken by nine catties, and the resentful spirits rushed out like a flood.
There are not only wizards but also ordinary residents.
A very small number of witches stayed in the Mountain of Atonement as a guide, and the others entered the Forbidden Demon City in batches one after another.
At this moment, the last city of the Yanmu Forest does not have the hustle and bustle of weekdays, nor the original comfort and tranquility of the night, and the terrible cries come and go, like a cold fishing line slowly tightening everyone's neck.
"That's it."
Weighing nine pounds and looking in the direction indicated by the death guide, a building with a strong Gothic style appeared in sight, with a blue-gray exterior wall, towering minarets, and intricate decorative structures that made the whole building particularly majestic and shocking in the low-rise building complex.
Yanmu Forest is out of the Forbidden Demon City and only the village remains, the height of the houses is generally no more than five meters, mostly wooden houses and thatched huts, and the Forbidden Demon Tower of the Inspectorate is as high as 100 meters, under such a huge gap, it is no wonder that the Inspector will firmly believe in what the Inspector will say, this is like the handiwork of God.
After looking at the thatched hut for a long time, I suddenly saw a hundred-meter-high building weighing nine catties, and the earthlings were shocked, not to mention the aborigines who were born and raised in the Yanmu Forest.
If it weighs nine catties and is a native of Yanmu Forest, I am afraid it will be difficult to be indifferent.
"I heard Nora say that the Forbidden Demon Inspector has built service stations in every area, and if those service stations are also of this type, every time the villagers see them, it means a psychological hint, and the inspector will represent the will of God."
The whole city is in chaos, but the Forbidden Demon Inspectorate has not taken any action so far.
None of the deacons came forward, and the busiest ones were still the patrol officers, and they didn't come out to fight ghosts and sleep in this big night?
The closer you get to the Inspector's Forbidden Tower, the more you can feel a powerful block, "There is a defensive magic array." ”
Belch......
The Demon Forbidden Inspectorate is really a model of duplicity, inconsistency between words and deeds.
"Big... I haven't killed a witch, my lord, please let me go, please let me go......"
The man in the patrol uniform never imagined that one day in his life he would prayed with a snot and tears and a frightened prayer for a witch to be forgiving, and the fear that his life was about to end even diluted his sense of humiliation.
"Please, let me go."
"If you take me in, I'll let you go."
That's the Forbidden Demon Inspector's Forbidden Demon Tower, this witch must be crazy, she obviously has the strength and opportunity to escape and tried to enter the Inspector's base camp in vain, isn't this asking for her own death?
A glimmer of hope flashed in the patrolman's eyes, maybe he brought people in not only did he not have to die, but also made a contribution.
The original desperate and gray color of this person's aura suddenly added a touch of brightness.
"Okay, okay, I'll take you there right away."
It's not impossible to break in directly, but then it will startle the snake, there must be a demon when things go wrong, it's too unusual for the inspector to be so quiet, and he doesn't want any major changes to happen if he weighs nine pounds, especially the kind that can turn the situation around.
"Stop, who are you?"
"My lord, I'm Mark, the patrol officer of the inner city of the Forbidden Demon City, and I caught the witch who planned the riot in Yom Kippur Mountain."
Time passed minute by minute, weighing nine pounds and standing quietly beside Mark, the patrolman's heartbeat was like a drum, and the fierce rhythm told him about his nervousness.
"Are you worried that they won't open the door?"
Mark couldn't control the trembling of his legs, and tried to remind himself not to look down.
A pair of bloody hands were grabbing Mark's legs and ankles, and the cold touch made goosebumps stand on end.
"Hehe, isn't this a souvenir you bought yourself, why don't you want to take a second look, don't you like it?"
The souvenir weighing nine catties is the ornament on the mark leather boots, there is a hand bone on each of the left and right feet, painted with bone powder, exquisite and meticulous restoration is very high, from the high price of the souvenir shop.
Mark must have known that these two pairs of hands could come true, how could he buy them, how could he wear them to and from work every day to show off his might.
Now it's too late for him to take it off, his ankle is caught, and he seems to feel the blood in his boots.
The owner of these hands was arrested by the Inspectorate and sent to the Mountain of Atonement, and was picked up to become a pregnant mother in less than three rounds, and finally died of blood collapse after giving birth to nine children from the age of fifteen to twenty-one for six years.
The ashes burned after his death were also made into leather boot decorations, which really made the best use of them.
The remnants of the resentment grew day after day, until this moment.
Mark's face was bloodless, and he had only one thought in his heart, go in, as long as the deacons who enter the Forbidden Demon Tower Inspectorate will definitely have a way to save him, whether it is a dead witch or a living witch, it is impossible for a dead witch or a living witch to be the opponent of Lord Deacon, the deacon is the messenger of the gods in the Burning Wood Forest......
The reason why Mark can still stand here tenaciously and unyieldingly is because of his blind faith in the deacons of the Inspectorate.
The iron door creaked open, and Mark was pleasantly surprised to take a step forward, forgetting that his legs were still being dragged by bloody hands, and he almost fell.
Heavy Jiujin stretched out his hand to help him, and the Grim Reaper's phalanx tapped lightly on the other party's spine, "You caught me, and you knelt down as soon as you entered the door, it looks so inappropriate." ”
The cold chill jumped from the vertebrae, the feeling of being pinched in the palm of his hand, the fear and anger of being teased casually as a plaything, at this moment the belief in Mark's heart was involuntarily shaken, can the deacon really save him?
Walking into the Forbidden Demon Tower, two deacons in gray robes appeared in front of Jiujin and Mark with the guards.
Heavy Jiujin noticed that the two of them exhaled lightly after seeing her enter the tower, and their originally extremely tense aura relaxed slightly.
The reaction is extremely subtle.
Weighing nine pounds, she could probably guess why the other party had such a reaction, and from the first moment she entered the door, she felt a strange pressure, which was similar to the collar she wore in the Atonement Mountain before.
The entire Forbidden Demon Tower is equivalent to a forbidden demon collar with amplified effects, and the witch's ability will be greatly weakened when she enters here.
Consciousness is very easy to get out of control.
"You caught the main culprit of the Witches of the Mountain of Atonement riot?"
The Inspectorate originally didn't plan to pay attention to Mark, but when it came to the matter of Atonement Mountain, the two felt the need to meet.
"You're the witch who burned Iwanuma Village." One of the deacons actually recognized Gia directly.
Mark's cry for help didn't have time to speak, his expression froze, and he took his last breath and looked down, a chill in his chest, and a hole had been broken there before he knew it.
Jiujin shrugged, "I didn't do it." ”
The coldness of the chest from the heart to the entire chest, freezing and shattering, clicked twice, one second was a big living person, and the next second it became a half-broken popsicle, and the scattered ice quickly struck on the marble floor with a tinkling and clattering sound.
It's really ruthless.
This is undoubtedly a threat and deterrence weighing nine catties, and he does not hesitate to directly kill his own patrolmen.
It doesn't matter if Mark was actually held hostage or if he did a great job.
"Hijack the patrol of the Forbidden Demon City, plan the riot of the Yom Kippur Mountain, and create chaos in the Forbidden Demon City......"
The deacon counted the charges of nine pounds, but did not do it again.
Chong, who was very calm on the surface, actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this moment, and the magic attack power used by the other party was extremely high.
"What's that, ice magic?"
The death guide replied in the affirmative, "Yes." ”
The ice edge that almost passed through Mark's heart was about to hit nine pounds.
"Catch her."
The two deacons were here just because they didn't want to make a fuss.
Weighing nine catties, she was unexpectedly very cooperative, and her purpose was to enter the Forbidden Demon Tower.
"The Forbidden Demon City is in chaos." The gray-haired deacon looked out the window, and the window of the main tower of the Forbidden Demon Tower had an excellent line of sight, encompassing the whole city.
"What is she going to do?"
"Since she is the mastermind of the riots in the Mountain of Atonement, then follow her wishes." The faces of the two deacons were not good, and their brows and eyes were full of anxiety and sorrow.
Even the aura around his body is dim and compact.
At this moment, they know how chaotic the city is, but the inspection committee has no extra manpower to send out.
"If you go on like this, the Forbidden Demon City will be over."
"Wait, just wait for it to grow."
"Where the hell has the president gone?"
"It's not like you don't know where we can ask about this kind of thing."
"You don't have to worry too much, as long as all the problems can be solved when you grow back, those rioting witches will not end well."
As long as the president returns, all problems are not a problem, and it can be seen that these deacons are fully convinced by the president of the overseer.
Weighing nine pounds, he was arrested for questioning.
The Forbidden Demon Inspectorate sent so many people to the Mountain of Atonement before and after, but the whole army was wiped out because of the second eruption, and the cannon fodder sent after that, those demon hunters, and bounty hunters also failed to bring back any valuable news.
How could a witch who claimed to be the mastermind of the riots in Yom Kippur appear at the door, how could she really be indifferent.
Perhaps it was the absolute self-confidence cultivated by dozens or hundreds of years of absolute authority, even on the premise that they knew that Gia might be the mastermind of the Witch of Atonement Mountain riot, it still failed to wake them up.
"You orchestrated the Witches of the Mountain of Atonement Riot?"
The nine-pound who was too lazy to answer sneered, and handed the other party a "Are you deaf?" Looks.
"If you are willing to tell the truth about what happened on the Mount of Atonement, you will have a chance to win the forgiveness of the gods." The condescending tone of charity did not receive any response.
The two men asked what they weighed nine pounds, one ear went in and one ear went out, and they didn't really hear it very well.
The other news brought by the dead guide was even more nervous: "Really, are you sure?" ”
"Sure."
As soon as the dead guide's voice fell, a red bold alarm flashed in his mind, "Other trialists have been found within 100 meters in diameter."
This is a unique safety warning for novices, which means that if nothing else, the chairman of the inspection committee should be less than 100 meters away from her at this moment.
"The president of the Inspectorate is in the Forbidden Demon Tower?"
If the other party has been in the Forbidden Demon Tower, why didn't he go to the Atonement Mountain as scheduled, and even after the volcanic eruption and the riot in the Forbidden Demon City at this moment, he didn't react at all.
It's weird.
The Forbidden Demon Tower is the center of the entire Forbidden Demon City, and it also happens to be the important coordinates left by Jiya's mother, where the energy structure of the entire city's elemental transformation rune array is located.
The elemental energy absorbed by the entire city is fused into the Forbidden Tower, some of which is used to continue to steadily transform the magic circle, and most of it is stored.
These transformed so-called evil curse energies naturally became the contents of the Inspectorate.
"Elemental energy can be stored and recycled?"
"Please refer to the law of conservation of energy"
Well...... There may be a spillover during the transformation, but that energy is just transformed into other energy.
This Inspector Guild President is really powerful, while creating and cultivating a large number of necromantic ghosts, on the other hand, he uses the Forbidden Demon Tower to build an elemental transformation rune array, and gathers elemental energy through the rune array, and he doesn't want to lose any of his identity as a god of death trials and magicians.
It is clear that it is necessary to take a two-pronged approach, grasp it with both hands, and be hard with both hands.
"My lord, my lord, are you awake?"
On the highest floor in the center of the main tower of the Forbidden Demon Tower, more than a dozen deacons looked at the president of the Clear Crystal Column.
"It's been seven days, and the president should have woken up seven days ago."