When the two introduced themselves, they very consciously raised their hands in a gesture of surrender, and if there was one on the scene, they would probably take the initiative to wave the small white flag.

"Why are you two here?"

Heavy nine pounds heard a surprised and confused female voice coming from behind him, it was Nora, yes.

It seems that they really know each other.

"Acquaintance?"

Nora nodded, "We are nomads of the same tribe. ”

This was not enough to make others let their guard down completely, and many of the witches present had been betrayed by their relatives and friends in their own village or tribe.

Erwin smiled and touched his head, "I'm relieved to see you're okay"

Muji and Erwin happened to be out to exchange for supplies, but they found Nora's wanted notice near the village, and when they rushed back, the whole tribe was finished.

"We've been looking for you."

Erwin lowered his head and tried to hide his choked voice, "The guy who betrayed the tribe has moved to live in the Forbidden Demon City, and the two of us have followed those guys all the way to get here." ”

The nomadic tribe they lived in was scattered because of those traitors, and the dead and wounded no longer existed, and it was very rare for the three of them to be reunited.

Muji brought Erwin to Atonement Mountain just to make him die, he didn't even think about being able to save people, but of course it's better now.

The three of them looked a little depressed, but they quickly adjusted, and now is not the time to look back on the past and be sad and sad.

Weighing nine pounds, she met Mu Ji's eyes, and she hooked the corners of her mouth to greet with a smile.

Mu Ji subconsciously and quickly avoided eye contact, and the nine-pound consciousness force field made him instinctively repulsed, and inexplicably there was a sense of crisis that was seen through, which was very uncomfortable.

I always feel that the eyes that weigh nine pounds are too unfathomable.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, and the so-called evil wizards are devastated in the Yanmu Forest, how can there be no organization to join forces to fight.

But the environment of Yanmu Forest is special, there is really none, the nomad tribe is scattered, no equipment, no money, no people, no land, it is not easy to protect themselves, and it is a loss to exist because of the large territory of Yanmu Forest, and the number of deacons in the inspection committee is limited.

Weighing nine catties, I felt that there was also a possibility that the trialist did it on purpose.

She sat on the edge of the bed, silent, she didn't know anything, of course, she had to talk less and observe more.

From the perspective of the mission, the role she needs to play this time is actually an observer, to understand what is happening in the Yanmu Forest from as many angles as possible.

Of course, the quest that is triggered during the observation exploration cannot be ignored, which is not her style.

It is certainly best to sleep in this underground prison of sin.

For witches who are accustomed to the high-intensity battles of the War of Atonement, it has become instinct to seize every minute and every second of the opportunity to adjust their physical functions and mental consciousness to the best state.

Be accustomed to something.

Even though they knew that the Mountain of Atonement was surrounded, and that they were still in the enemy camp, they could already meditate and rest with their eyes closed, regardless of whether they were apprehensive or not, at least they were calm on their faces.

The only one who couldn't hide his emotions and showed his anxiety, panic and helplessness was the three-bar deacon of the Forbidden Demon Inspectorate, Angli.

He was terrified by the necromancers, the girls who had died directly or indirectly at his hands, the bloody faces, the cold touch of being touched by the necromancers, and the recollection of any detail made him shiver, not only wanting to cry but also to urinate.

Especially when surrounded by a group of witches, this caused Angri to panic between life and death.

Really peeed.

"Such a timid waste has three bars?"

Angli, who was stimulated by the witch's mocking words and rubbed his self-esteem, didn't care about these at the moment, he was even more afraid that the other party would not even be willing to torture the object and kill him directly.

"You think you can threaten the Inspectorate by catching me?" After Angli was frightened, he showed some signs of self-abandonment, fell to the ground, and said weakly, "Don't run away when you have the opportunity, now none of you can escape, the president will not let you go, as long as the president comes, all of you will die miserably." ”

Angli suddenly laughed as he spoke, his facial features distorted, "Even if you get away with it this time, you can catch another batch of witches, catch more, what you do is just useless, hahahaha"

Heavy Jiujin nodded expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Well, it sounds so scary." ”

Talking about being scared and not being able to see it on his face at all, this fear is really very distracting.

"You want to die?"

Everyone has a unique aura, which is also one of the external manifestations of consciousness, and the extension of this consciousness is very wonderful, sometimes reflecting the different physical and mental states of that person at the moment.

Weighing nine pounds, it is impossible to see and guess accurately, Angli just wants to die, how can a three-bar deacon be a real idiot, knowing that there is no possibility of escape, he wants to find a more pleasant way to die for himself, and he doesn't want to be tortured by the children of the sea anymore.

The methods of torturing people by resentful spirits and ghosts are endless, and the feeling of not being able to survive and die is much more terrible than death itself.

After a while, under the beckoning of the resentful ghost, Angri could no longer say anything completely.

Whenever he felt that he was about to die, the relief he was hoping for did not come, but his consciousness was injected with a clear and sweet breath, and he quickly woke up.

The 'Pure Heart and Clear Eyes Mantra' really worked.

Weighing nine pounds, he tried it on Angr, and he was always able to save Angri on the verge of being scared to death by a ghost.

"How did you manage to open the Forbidden Demon Collar?" The witches also wanted to know about the question asked by Muji.

Facing the curious gazes, of course, it was impossible to really explain in detail by weighing nine catties, and said with a serious face, "Talent." ”

It's strange that someone believes in such a perfunctory blind fabrication.

The most dangerous places tend to be the safest.

The people of the Demon Forbidden Inspectorate never thought that the target they were tracking would stay in the base camp well.

Hundreds of people gathered together with a big goal, and the group decided to split up.

"We only have an hour, and if it takes a little longer, they might come back and realize that they have been scammed."

When the time comes, the large force will return, and it will be almost impossible to find another opportunity to leave.

This is a temporary team, weighing nine pounds, not expecting tacit detachment, that is not scientific.

"Mount Atonement is a volcano, the prison and the battlefield are inside the mountain, as long as the volcano erupts, it will be over."

This gives everyone a line of action.

But there are many people who die in this situation, in other words, weighing nine catties himself has become the cause of large-scale unnatural deaths.

This does not seem to be in line with the principles of sustainable development.