Chapter 375: Under the Song of Blood and Tears
Arthur followed the old man into the village, which had disappeared for a hundred years, and the altar was in the center of the village, and Arthur was able to see the whole picture.
The idol is a very strange creature, although the appearance resembles a human, but from the evil aura faintly emanating from his body, you can guess that this is not a serious thing at all, and it is strange that the people of Xitu Village worship this thing without accidents.
"Village Chief, you should have fallen into a deep curse, and this matter is all your own fault and has nothing to do with others. Arthur said calmly.
According to the old man, after they worshipped this thing, they had no need for food, and every time they worshipped the idol, their bodies would have a noticeable sense of discomfort, and as time passed, the blood on their bodies gradually passed for some reason, so that they developed into the current ghostly appearance, but because of this they did not die and did not have any offspring.
The youngest of these people are 100 years old, as if their lives are eternal, much like the undead, but unlike the undead, they will also die under the stimulus of external objects, such as hanging themselves or committing suicide.
The reason why the people of Situ Village rejected Ruth was because she did not worship the gods, so that all the villagers felt the displeasure of the gods, and they decided to drive her away because they could not sleep peacefully at night, but Ruth happened to meet Arthur when she was driven out of the village today, and brought him back.
Arthur knows that everything has just begun, but now even if he knows the origin of everything, he doesn't know who the other party is, so it is too bad for him to act rashly.
Arthur wasn't the first to come here, there were many people who had strayed here before, but they all went to find an exit because of their suffering, but they didn't have to think about it to know that this group of people were dead, after all, there was no information about this place in the outside world to flow out is the biggest proof.
Arthur's listening to the sound of all things has no effect here, which makes him uneasy, if this is either the otherworldly space or the other party already has the ability to control everything here, it can even be considered that this is a small field, and it is obviously not so simple to find a way to win in the opponent's territory.
The old man sighed deeply. "This is all because we were carried away by the desire for money and ushered in retribution, what are your plans, my lord. ā
Arthur looked down and pondered for a moment. "Today, I'll take a look around and I'll help you solve the problem here if there's a way. ā
"But I can't guarantee that it will be successful, after all, I don't even know what the other person is. ā
The old man nodded slightly, and was ready to arrange a place for Arthur to live, but Arthur politely refused, and prepared to live in Ruth's house. After all, Ruth is the only normal person, and Arthur trusts the villagers who have become no longer human.
Ruth's home is very shabby, a former suicide of a villager from the village of Situ, who has lived here since her family strayed in.
Although Ruth is an ordinary woman, she is a subconscious repulsion of the gods of Xitu Village, no matter how many villagers persuade her, she did not worship the gods in the village, which invisibly allowed her to escape.
In the evening, Arthur and Ruth were chatting about this when they asked about it. "You mean, this group of people took the initiative to let you worship that evil god?"
Ruth nodded, her eyebrows furrowed. "These villagers are sometimes very abnormal and friendly, and these days are getting worse and worse, Iā" she said a little and stopped.
Arthur didn't ask any more, just looked at the closed gate, and the village of Situ seemed to have a big problem.
"Ruth, you can rest first, but don't take off your clothes, I'm afraid something might happen in the evening. Arthur reminded.
Ruth looked at Arthur. "My lord, what about you?"
"I'm here watching, it's okay, I'm measured. Arthur said.
Ruth had some injuries, and although Arthur had healed her, she had already been quite frightened, and her mental blow was too great, and she was already very tired at this time.
Arthur also took this into account and let her rest for a while, whether there would be problems at night, Arthur was not particularly clear, but be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and if you can pay attention to it, you should pay attention to it.
The night was quiet, and Arthur sat in a chair some distance from the door, working on the drawings he had goblin, which he had already finished but still lacked a lot of information that he had not had time to revise.
Just when Arthur thought there should be no problem tonight, there was a slight commotion outside.
Arthur stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look outside, for through a closed door, neither the people outside nor the people inside knew what was going on.
Arthur put away the drawings and sneaked to the door, peering through the gap.
The villagers of Xitu Village stood outside with torches and various sharp tools, their eyes flashing with a strange red light, and it was impossible for this formation to send warmth.
Arthur didn't alarm the outside, took two steps back, turned and walked into the bedroom, woke up the half-asleep Ruth, and the two went out through the back door.
Not long after they left, the house behind them burst into flames, Arthur snorted coldly, turned to Ruth and said. "You find a place to hide first, this group of people is hopeless. ā
Ruth nodded. "Be careful, sir. ā
"It's all right!" Arthur said, returning to Ruth's residence.
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"Village chief, the man and Ruth are gone. A villager said.
The old man looked at the burning house in front of him and took a deep breath. "Find him, and then kill him, if he doesn't die, we all have to die. ā
"But I really want to help you. Arthur stepped out of the shadows. "Since you don't need my help, and you're doing this to me, then we need to talk about it. ā
The light of the holy sword was extremely dazzling in the darkness, and the golden light was scattered all around, and Arthur had already made up his mind to kill, but now he wanted to know the reason, why this group of people had become so mad.
The old man looked at Arthur and the sword in Arthur's hand, and his eyes flashed with a few ghostly lights.
Since that day, how can there be a way back.
"Your thoughts are too simple, we have no way back, if you deal with him, all of us here will die. Rather than that, let's all fight together. ā
"From the moment you entered the village, we sensed your strength, and 'he' instructed us to deal with you. ā
Arthur swept in the direction of the idol, and it seemed that the thing would be afraid of himself.
"Huh. Arthur sneered twice. "You live like a ghost, and now you're just a walking dead with thoughts, how much difference can there be between living and dead?"
"Since you have chosen this way, then I feel that I will not feel guilty about killing you, because normally, your life as a human will be exhausted long ago. ā
"Human life is short but meaningful, is there any point in your life now?" Arthur stretched out his holy sword and walked forward slowly...