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Seeing these people enjoying a peaceful life in front of her, Linya suddenly understood something. They were dwarves, dwarves of the same stature as Captain Rodkin on their airship! Chief Snorn seems to have mentioned that it is a dwarven kingdom that rules Abella, so he should be a foreign race here as a human.

Time seems to have gone backwards. What the hell is going on? Linya was a little confused when a low and thick bell rang at the head of the village, and then someone ran in with a loud shout, "Sand thief!

The sudden change suddenly turned the originally peaceful and peaceful village into chaos and noisy like a pot of boiling water. "Go down! Go down!" Under the command of an old man, the dwarves rushed to several small inconspicuous doors, and quickly slipped inside.

The earth seemed to tremble slightly, the familiar sound of Linya's horses' hooves. Not long after, a group of men in black on gray horses rushed into the village, holding high their crooked knives, their faces covered with black scarves, revealing only two terrifying eyes, giving a sense of mystery and danger.

The panicked dwarves were still running and shouting, and the children were crying in terror. But the black-clad men known as the sand thieves had already rushed over, and with a bang, the long scimitar fell, blood splattered, and a little dwarven girl fell in front of Linya screaming, the same one she had just seen. The wound of the saber was split from the left shoulder to the right waist, and the red blood immediately stained the ground, her chest cavity was cut open, the cut heart was still struggling and beating, the little girl opened her mouth, blood kept pouring out of her mouth, and her eyes were full of painful despair.

This bloody scene happened vividly in front of Linya's eyes, and she felt like her heart had fallen into an ice cave, constantly falling. She was immediately furious, but when she tried to summon magic, she realized she couldn't do anything. Linya was like a ghostly bystander, witnessing all this, and no one was aware of her existence. Linya tried several times in a row, but the result was still the same, she couldn't do anything.

The killings and vandalism continue. Luckily, however, most of the dwarves had escaped through some kind of passage and went into hiding. Linya also followed them into the passage in a daze, she found that it was a narrow passage leading to the underground, and at the end of the passage seemed to be an open underground square, and the dwarves had hollowed out this underground area to form a circular underground space, and there were many houses scattered on the walls around it, which should be the residence of these dwarves, and what was exposed on the ground was originally only a small part of this dwarven village.

The dwarves who fled back to the underground square hurriedly prepared for defense under the organization of the village chief, and took out hunting bows, hoes for hoeing, and kitchen knives.

The wounded sand thieves hurriedly retreated, and the dwarves shouted in a chaotic manner. It's a bit reluctant, but at least I can encourage myself to have some courage and confidence. The men prepared to fight, while the women and children gathered around the earth altar in the center of the square, praying to the goddess Maeve, the god of the earth they had always worshipped.

But the miracle doesn't seem to have become. The sand thieves have surrounded the village and are beginning to attempt an attack on the underground square. This time they seemed to be prepared, and as a large puff of smoke poured from the entrance, the dwarves guarding the passage were choked and coughed, and their eyes were so smoked that they couldn't open them at all. Eventually, the sand thieves took the opportunity to rush in, cut down the dwarves guarding the door, and stormed the square.

The screams rang out again. The dwarves, who had no way out, were forced to fight, and a great scuffle unfolded in the square. But it's not a fair fight. With civilians who can only farm on one side, and professional killers who are eager to kill and experienced in the battlefield on the other, the dwarves' defenses have finally completely collapsed as the number of sand thieves pouring into the underground plaza continues to increase.

"Don't fight fearlessly, stubborn guys. If you continue to fight, your men will die!If you lay down your weapons now, you may be able to save your life!" said the leader of the sand thieves, who had been carrying his hands behind his back and had not participated in the battle, sneering in a hoarse and gloomy voice.

The dwarven village chief sighed and lowered the axe in his hand. More than a dozen people were already lying on the ground, but most of the dead and wounded were dwarves. It's a doomed battle, and there's really no point in resisting any longer, it will only make the enraged sand thieves even more frantically retaliate. "Stop fighting, stop, we've failed. Marauders, take what you want, but please don't hurt our people anymore!"

The victorious sand thieves cheered, put their scimitars against the dwarves' necks, and took out ropes to tie their hands. "Very well, stupid dwarfs, you have earned yourself a glimmer of life. The leader of the sand thieves said with a sneer. "But everybody knows that you greedy dwarves always like to hide things, to hide treasures in places where no one else can find them—you know. So I think today's game is very simple, you go and take out the valuable things yourself, and if you can satisfy us, you can save your lives. Otherwise...... "The leader ......of the sand thieves said as he raised his saber again, warning of the threat.

The men were tied hand and foot to the stakes, and under the threat of the sharp knives of the sand thieves, the women had no choice but to take out the most valuable things in the house, in fact, what could such a small village have of value, nothing more than some grain, furs, cloth, and the like, plus a few silver coins that could be counted.

The leader of the sand thieves reached out and grabbed the silver coins, a smile in his eyes. "Good. You guys, move all these things out. Tie up these women as well. ”

After a painful wait, the dwarves could only watch as the raiders snatched the fruits of their hard work, but there was nothing they could do. "Now, Marauders of the Desert, you've got everything we have, and you can spare us now, right?" begged the Dwarven Village Chief again.

But what awaited him was a shining knife from the leader of the sand thieves, and in the light of the torches, the saber slashed through his throat, sending a trace of blood mist. "Of course it's not enough, stupid dwarf!" the blood gushed out from the throat of the dwarven village chief to the sneering of the sand thief leader, staining the clothes on his chest. He opened his mouth, but could not breathe, and could only slowly die in agony.

The dwarves were stunned. "You, what are you doing?" "Why did you kill him?" "Didn't I give you everything?" the frightened dwarves asked, shuddering, but then another deadly attack forced them to fall silent again. "Shut up!" said the leader of the sand thieves in a hoarse, eerie voice, "Alright, let's get started." The latter sentence was addressed to his accomplices.

The sand thieves cheered and ran to the altar of the earth in the center of the square, tearing down the altar that had been used to worship Maeve and throwing it aside, causing another scream from the dwarves. "You, how can you blaspheme the great gods, the goddess of the earth will punish you!" the village priest couldn't help but rebuked.

But what awaits her is the sand thief's saber. The sacrificer collapsed without a blink, and the sand thieves found a cloth mop, soaked in the freshly shed blood of the sacrificer, and drew a large circle in the place where it was once the altar of the earth.

And this was just the beginning, when the blood of the sacrificer was gone, the sand thieves killed another dwarf and continued to use his blood to complete the huge pattern on the ground. After killing the third dwarf, the ugly pattern on the ground in the center of the square was finally completed, and from above, a large circle was drawn about a monster that looked like it had fangs.

Linya's heart was about to explode, what a group of cruel bandits! But there was nothing she could do now but watch the tragedy continue.

The sand thieves then began to pile up all sorts of wood and burning objects on the blood-drawn circular pattern, and then they killed two more dwarves, poured their blood on the wood, and lit the fire. The leader of the sand thieves walked to the fire, and somewhat unexpectedly, he knelt down, tilted his head, opened his arms, and recited some mysterious incantation in his mouth.

"Halmismika is okay, hey Ernohikadnakuma...... "The leader of the sand thieves finished chanting a long spell, then leaned down, pressed his hands on the blood-drawn ring, and began to pour some kind of dark attribute energy into the ring. "Can you, O great demon god in the ashes of chaos, hear our call, and we will offer you the richest sacrifice, please come and enjoy it to your heart's content!"

The red glow from the burning wood began to turn an eerie black, and the smoke began to gather above the fire, piling up into different shapes and constantly changing.

Under the frightened eyes of the dwarves, after about ten minutes, the black flames grew more and more intense, and finally a humanoid monster rose in the fire, about four meters tall, with long fangs and sharp horns that curved backwards, covered in black flames, and holding a long whip in his hand.

Devil! It's the devil!" Linya gasped in fright, and sat down on the ground in embarrassment. Luckily, though, no one noticed her presence.

The horned demon opened his eyes, and as he looked around, he asked in a terrifying, gloomy voice, "Who? Who is calling me?"

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