Beyond the Dark Forest, there is an endless stream of shadows shuttling by, ugly and deformed ghouls, skeletons armed with swords and shields, who are stationed at the entrance of the Dark Forest.

The grey green Dead River crosses the outer perimeter of the Dark Forest, and no one wants to go down to taste the water, so if you want to exit through the Dead River, this bridge is the way to go.

The bald man in a grass-green vest was escorted by two skeleton soldiers to the Dead River Bridge, where there was a table, and the woman sitting on the chair rested her legs on the table, not caring whether her simple clothes were gone, and her body was covered with a few pieces of fabric, and when the bald man was escorted by the two skeletons, the woman stroked her long lilac hair, under which she had a pretty face and two seductive blushes.

There was only a bodice on her chest, a thin layer of fabric tied between her waist and hips, and her legs were resting on the table, not caring if anyone would see the spring between her legs. Behind her, a tail dangled leisurely, and the woman's eyes looked at the bald man with a smile.

The bald man looked at the charming woman with a shiver, and cringed: "You, hello...... My lord, I ...... It's the one who came to report...... Receiver ......"

Despite the glamorous woman in front of him, this man didn't have the courage to feast his eyes.

On the other side, at the mouth of the bridge on the other side of the Dead River, there stood a row of silent men in black, all of whom covered their bodies tightly with black cloaks, not revealing a single piece of skin, uniform dress, similar temperament, if Jory saw them, he would be shocked - there were eight monks, not counting the two monks who had not yet returned!

The scantily clad woman didn't say anything extra to the man, she still crossed her legs, turned her head, and the woman looked in the direction of the entrance to the dark forest.

There, a lifeless man in black walked slowly here.

"Huh? Larno, come back so soon, where is your lamb? The charming woman wagged her tail, withdrew her long legs, and stood up to look at the returning man in black with interest.

The wooden bridge, which is about 50 meters long, is enough to cover a short distance, which is also due to the wide surface of the Dead River here. The miserable green water was churning and splashing, and when the man in black on the bridge passed through the Dead River, the bones of the deceased in the river surfaced in large swaths, and the dense dark green eyes stared at the man in black, saluting him.

It seemed that they were expecting the man in black to slip under his feet and sink into the river.

The road under his feet was blocked, and Larno didn't look up, he moved a step to the left, and the person in front of him also moved a step to block him, and Larno moved a step to the right, and the person turned around lightly, and it happened to be in front of Larno as if he was provocative.

With his head down, Larno said in a deep voice: "Michelle? ”

The bewitching and charming woman fiddled with her tail, under her lilac hair, a pair of narrow eyes with a bit of playfulness, leaned sideways, hugged a pair of slender arms, and sighed as if the weather said: "The day and night of Castlevania are coming, in three days, the night is coming, is your little lamb ready to sacrifice...... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you were a shepherd with no lamb storage, hey, why are you so wasteful? How will you explain to the priests during the awakening ceremony? ”

The "......" was silent, and Larno did not answer.

"Uh-huh, let me guess." The woman let out a soft and crisp nasal voice, like a bewitching teasing, she hammered her little hand, and reasoned: "It must be your mentally handicapped aura that affects the psychic temple, so every time the psychic temple assigns you a lamb, it is the same stupid as you, well, it must be so." ”

The monk who has always cherished words like gold, Larno's true colors are still the same, and he only spit out one word: "Get out." Then, a pungent mist evaporated from his body, and when the woman saw the green smoke on Larno's body, the charm on her face froze, and she immediately sneered and retreated.

Eight black-clad monks stood side by side near the river bridge, and Larno walked over slowly, joining them in standing quietly.

Time passed silently, and the nine black-clothed monks stood quietly in place, not moving, nor speaking, if they didn't know, they thought they were nine standing statues. I don't know how long later, in the direction of the dark forest, the tenth man in black finally returned.

And he seemed to have had a good harvest: a lamb was dragged back by him in his hand.

"Hee-hee~Hi~Bruno, good afternoon~" The charming woman changed her yin and yang towards Larno, trotted over with small steps, and warmly greeted the tenth returning black-clothed monk. Glancing at the sleeping young man dragged in the hands of the black-clothed monk, the woman used her own eyewaves to slam the other party, and said with a smile: "Bruno, congratulations, you have gained another lamb." ”

"Hmm...... Hum...... Hmmm......"

Humming a strange low ballad, the tenth black-clothed monk took the woman's enthusiasm as air, dragging Jory's ankles and passing directly by the other party.

The smile on the woman's face froze.

The black-clothed monk completely ignored his attitude, which was tantamount to telling her that the other party deeply despised her, but she did not have the courage to treat Larno and dare to mock this monk.

"Go back to the city, there will be no more gains today."

Ten black-clad monks, but a few of them who had harvested the lambs turned and returned. Bruno, who was dressed in black, carried Jory's ankle, and as he passed by Larno, he stopped his strange song, tilted his head, and asked softly, "You see, is this lamb particularly bold enough to let thirty-seven evil spirits lodge on him?" Bruno chuckled, "I robbed your lamb and tried to kill me?" ”

Larno said in a low voice: "It's not yours, you can't snatch it." ”

"Oh? Do you mean you planted a blood curse on him, don't worry, I'll help you get rid of it, just keep waiting here. Bruno hummed a low ballad again and dragged Jory away.

When he was out of sight of the others, Bruno directly shook off his hand, his eyes flashed, and his hand pressed on Jory's forehead.

At the same time, the yin aura and dark circles on Jory's face gradually faded.

"Hmm......"

As consciousness regained, Jory jumped up from the ground.

I fell asleep! Damn it!

Zombie? Still is......

"What's your name?" The black-clad monk asked.

Jory was stunned, seeing that there was no shadow of zombies around, he still looked at the man in black with caution.

The voice is different, not the guy......

"Jory." After answering, Jory thought that the monk might know a lot of things, he saw that the monk was not too cold, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, what kind of place is this?" ”

In Jory's original thought, the man in black probably didn't bother to answer, but after listening to Jori's question, the man in black actually pondered seriously for a moment, and said: "If you have to say it, this is the continent of damnation, but the people on the side of the holy city of Camelot, they like to call this continent 'Aitsalas'." ”

"Uh......"

The man in black turned around leisurely, turned his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice with a flat taste: "Don't doubt it, I used to be the same as you, I just came to this shijie, at that time I was like a fool, I didn't believe what happened to me, and I refused to face the reality, but unfortunately this is Castlevania, no one will accommodate your emotions, those cowards who refuse to accept their fate have already entered the slaughterhouse." ”

"The people in Castlevania, except for a few pure demons who were born and raised, are all humans who came out of the psychic temple. Nothing hard to accept, I'll take you to your new home later, and you'll be one of us when you're settled. ”

"For the enemy, we will be more cruel than the enemy, but for our own people, we will still be merciful, you can rest assured that your life will not be in danger in the short term."

The monk in front of him must not be the same person as the one Qiao Li hated, because the monk he hated gave people a sense of silence and lifelessness, while the one in front of him seemed to be very talkative, and his voice was normal human in addition to being low.

"That's ......" Jory doesn't feel like a stranger, and whether he's a stranger to be determined by human beings, Jory doesn't easily trust the other party because of the cliché "I've been like you before". He asked the question he was most interested in: "You mean, I passed the survival game?" May I think so, are you helping me? ”

"No, just because I do it, some people will be upset, and I'll be upset." The monk flicked his sleeves leisurely and walked away with his arms behind his back: "If you want to continue to live, I suggest that you better not have more stupid ideas, from now on, I will be your mentor." ”

"Remember, my name is Bruno."

……

Damn, that monk named Larno, what a bastard!

Following Bruno, it didn't take long for Jory to come to the city in a haze with him, and the direction of this road was completely opposite to what Larno pointed out!

And at that time, Jory actually believed it!

The majestic city is no longer magnificent, it looks a little desolate and dilapidated, and the green river acts as a moat around the city walls, and a wide bridge connects the city to the opposite bank. Jory had never seen such a grand retro-style building in reality, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Bruno stretched out his hand to stop Jory who wanted to enter the city, as if he had seen through Jory's inner thoughts, Bruno sneered: "The city is open to high demons, high demons, are you?" ”

His face was stunned, Jory stopped the idea of entering the city, and he asked with a tentative smile, "That...... Mentor, is this Castlevania? ”

"Castlevania, heh, the body of Castlevania, is also what you can see?" Impatiently, Bruno walked out first, skirting the wide bridge and heading west.

With a stomach full of questions, Jory silently walked with the monks even when it was not time to solve his doubts. It wasn't long before the two of them arrived in a town.

There is no doubt that this town is by no means for the living.

A small settlement is surrounded by rudimentary fences, old timber is covered with abrasion marks and sword marks, and sparse buildings, if tents and parasols are counted as buildings, there are about seven or eight of them.

In front of the fence outside the town, stood two tall skeletons, their bones reflecting the sheen of brown metal plates, and the dark fire in their eyes was restrained and deep. The bodies of the two skeletons were covered in rusty iron armor, and their height of at least two meters was extremely intimidating. They clutched thick swords of dark red in their bony claws, and there was no doubt that their fleshless, thin arms could wield such a heavy weapon. If anyone is cut down, I'm afraid it won't be split in two, but will be smashed directly into meat sauce!

These two skeletons, much like the Guardians, seem to be as intelligent as ordinary people, and when they saw Bruno and Jory, they only "looked" at Jory with empty eyes, and did not make any moves.

Their glance sent chills down the lines of Jory's heart.

When Jory and Bruno entered the town, the tall skeleton at the mouth of the fence turned his skull and said to his companions, "Look at that idiot, hang the curse of the dead on yourself, I bet you two pieces of gold, he won't live tonight." ”

"If you don't kill him at night, I'll bet with you." Another tall skeleton, not only did words come out of its leaky mouth, but it also took out a heavy bag from the iron armor on its chest, and really felt two pieces of golden metal.

In the eyes of the two tall skeletons, the ghostly fire sparkled.

Walking into this town, Jory looks very low-key.

There is not a single normal human in the town!

There were several people gathered in front of a wooden barrel, their skin was gray, their eyes were dead gray without pupils, and their nails were short but sharp, clearly the zombies that Jory had seen in the dark forest!

However, these zombies are a little strange, although their bodies are not clean and tidy, but they do not have the bloodstains and filth that zombies should have in the deep mountains, and their clothes are barely intact. I saw these "zombies", they slapped the small pieces of golden metal on the lid of the wooden barrel, each holding the small piece of paper in his hand, and roared passionately and madly.

"Three 2s, don't you want them, right? Two kings, bombs! Haha, the gold is mine! ”

One of the "zombies" roared angrily and threw a few pieces of paper in his hand on the lid of the barrel, and the two dead gray eyes showed a look of ecstasy, and he opened his arms to report the small pieces of gold on the barrel in his arms, and then the "zombie" squinted his eyes in satisfaction. After a while, the eyes of this satisfied and happy zombie lit up, and his dead gray eyes widened: "Guys, look, that ...... It can't be a living person, right? The zombie pointed at Jory.

When the zombies gathered around looked at it collectively, Jory immediately withdrew his gaze, and looked away with some horror in his heart, but the direction he moved his gaze to was a little clever: under the cracked tower, there was a stall, and the deformed creature with a height of almost three meters was wielding a machete, chopping the minced meat on the table, and blood flowed all over the ground!

Flies, and some unknown flying insects, started a party at this stall, flying everywhere, and some flies lay on the fat monster's body, biting its sutures back and forth.

As if sensing Jory's gaze, the fat monster, naked and covered with hideous stitched wounds, cracked open its bloody mouth, and its raised machete stopped in mid-air, smiling at Jory.

The blade of the butcher's knife was facing in Jory's direction.

"I ...... Day ......"

Jory immediately felt a stream of acid rush up his throat, and he covered his mouth and didn't dare to look at it casually.

"Welcome to Tomb Moss, this is your home from now on, at least for the short term." Bruno stepped aside, pointed his arm over the stalls, tents, and hillocks, and said: "Our currency is gold, if you want to buy something, go and earn it yourself, and warn you a little, don't make any moves to attack others in the town, otherwise, the two high-ranking guards at the door are not vegetarians." ”

Attacking others? Attack these monsters that are hard to mess with at first glance? Jory groaned, was he joking......

"Hmm......" Bruno dug into his body, took out a booklet, and handed it to Jory: "About fifty years ago, a human with a scientific and technological civilization came here and invented an idea to improve the survival rate of lambs, saving lambs a lot of trouble. This is the "Newcomer's Handbook" that sums up the experience of countless lambs, and I send it to you. Attach a map of your new home, go find it yourself, I still have something to do. ”

After saying that, Bruno didn't bother to talk to Jory anymore, turned around and walked towards the stall where the monster was stitched, and before he got close, he directly waved his hand and threw several small gold nuggets on the stall: "Bring me a few catties of delicate venison, I want it fresh." ”

Hearing the sound, a slender woman walked out of the ruptured tower, and before anyone arrived, laughter greeted her, although the hoarse female voice seemed a little eerie. The woman's dark green skin had several ulcers, her dark green eyes looked at Bruno with a smile, and a small rotting hand that exposed her bones made a "please" motion: "It's been a long time since I've seen you, sir, can you taste a few new barrels of wine smuggled from the Human Kingdom in our shop?" ”

"Well, don't be the kind of fake wine mixed with the water of the Dead River, just get more!" Bruno, dressed in a black cloak, walked in on his toes.

After welcoming Bruno in, a female living corpse in an apron leaned out and beckoned to the stitched monster in front of the stall at the door: "Today's distinguished guest is here, fat, choose the most delicate meat and send it in, you know?" ”

The stitching monster called "fat" by the female living corpse scratched the back of his head innocently, raised the bloody butcher knife, looked at the table full of minced meat, and didn't know where to start.

The scene in front of him made Qiao Li stupid, he grabbed the black wooden staff with one hand, and the tattered drawings with the other, the cold wind blew, and he stood in place in a daze, his figure was gloomy.

"This ...... Buddhist nun...... Ma ......"

(As the first volume, "The Dark Forest", comes to an end, Jory will begin his dark life as a newborn dark minion.)

The second volume is about to begin, "Evil Liliang": Curses, witchcraft, and the power of darkness are always the natural specialties of evil creatures, and for the sake of the powerful Liliang, are you willing to defile your soul?

ps: Well, it's more than 8,000 words today, the amount of ten college entrance examination essays, it's very tiring to write, send me some recommended collections to reward it)

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