Kansas, USA.

At night, the endless farm cornfields swayed in the breeze, and the moonlight seemed whiter than usual tonight.

On the road on the side of the farm, a 1967 black Chevrolet Impala is quietly parked on the side of the road, and the two demon hunters sit in the car and eat the "Big Billy" brand burger in their hands, and keep an eye on the ordinary cornfield.

In the American witchers and American demon circles, the two Winchester brothers are very famous, and they are called the Wen family by local monsters and demons, and the demons and monsters who died in their hands are not a thousand but eight hundred.

After solving the Famine Knight with the demon from the East a few months earlier, the two brothers continued to travel around the United States, killing all over the country, and going wherever there was a case.

This time, they are hunting down a pagan god, saying that it is a god, but in fact it is just a native monster who has lived for a long time, and hundreds of years ago took advantage of people's ignorance and superstition to obtain offerings and sacrifices, and then used their abilities to repay those who believed in them.

The god of harvest, this is the name of the prey.

With the progress of the times, the people living in this land no longer believe in the superstition of these ghosts, snakes and gods, and the devout believers only believe in Christ and God, and most of the time, this belief is only a psychological comfort.

So the god of harvest was angry, and he planned to force the local people to continue to sacrifice to him and blood, otherwise the current state of dry and poor harvest would continue.

Such an inexplicable drought and withering naturally attracted the attention of the Wen family, so the two brothers drove to Kansas to investigate.

It was past midnight, and the breeze in the sky seemed to suddenly become much stronger.

A black figure in a tattered robe appeared out of thin air above the cornfield, exuding black air, and just floated around, and the crops in its path withered rapidly.

Seeing this, the two brothers immediately got out of the car, one took out the demon hunting gun, the other pulled out the demon hunting knife, and slowly approached the target from the cornfield.

The Wen family seems to have a unique ability, everyone who faces them seems to have suddenly forgotten their various abilities, and they have to compete with these two evil stars with fists or weapons, and the final outcome is either stabbed to death or killed by a single shot, which is simply miserable.

But today seems to be a bad day for the two brothers, and there are other beings in this prey that have been eyed in advance.

The originally windy sky suddenly calmed down, the sound of insects was silent at this moment, and the moonlight became more and more white and cold.

An extremely depressed feeling filled the minds of the two demon hunters, making them feel extremely uncomfortable, and they temporarily stopped their actions for a while, and watched on the spot, according to many years of demon hunting experience, this is definitely not a good sign.

The "God of the Harvest", who was busy scourging the crops, also stopped his movements at this moment, and his face shrouded in tattered hoods looked around, and his mouth roared.

Bang!

A muffled thunderclap rang out, and it was extremely abrupt in this clear summer night.

When the Lamb had uncovered all the seven deadly sins, I heard a voice like thunder, saying, "Come."

When the Lamb had broken the first seal of the Apocalypse, I heard a thunderbolt gushing from the depths of the earth, and he said, "I come."

He came on a white horse, his scythe was a miserable white moonlight, his skull was still a skull mask on the outside, he was the eternal silence of death.

Da Da ...

The Death Knight did not step into the air, but drove his pale horses across the earth and through the cornfields like ordinary horsemen.

The eldest of the two demon hunter brothers stared at him, and it took a long time for him to come to his senses.

This stepping on the horse has not allowed the American people to live a good life!

I finally managed to get a starvation knight, and now it's good, and a free death knight has come directly!

The god of harvest let out a scream that seemed to be frightened, and his body in tattered black robes immediately pulled up, trying to flee from here.

Click!

The miserable white scythe roared out, and the long scythe chain directly tied the old local monster who was struggling so hard.

Then the scythe returned to its original form, and the chains snapped shortened, wrapping around Death's right hand.

Death raised his arm, and the skeletal finger pointed at the God of Harvest, and then drew a tick in midair.

And then... And the god of the harvest died.

Yes, it's just a gaba and it's gone, and it's a hiccup, without the slightest struggle, and without taking away a cloud.

The Death Knight sat on horseback and glanced at the corpse lying in the cornfield.

"Did you two originally want this prey?"

The cornfield where the two demon hunters were hiding suddenly spread out in both directions, directly face to face with the Death Knight.

The two brothers looked at each other a few times, and decided that it was better to take a good way of communication, or not to shoot or stab him, it is estimated that there is no chance of winning.

"Uh... Right... This is our prey ... We... Forehead... I've been tracking it for two or three days... ”

"Ah, good, then the corpse is for you, make good use of it. "The devil knows how the death knight's skull came out of the human uncle's voice.

The Wen family looked at each other a few times again, and it hurt a little.

They're just here to kill this harvest god, what do they want his corpse to do!

But ... Now it's better to follow the words of this uncle.

At this moment death suddenly turned its head, and it was the direction of the African continent.

"Hmmm... It looks like my other brother is going to suffer again, what a pity... I've always loved the plague, and I've helped me with a lot of things. ”

The Death Knight looked at the two demon hunters again, and began to get up like a self-cooked.

"Uh... If you don't mind, we want to ask... How did you get out of the sealing cage?"

"Ah, that's a good question! You see, I've seen so much of your human history, from the Middle Ages onwards with the bubonic plague and the Black Death, I have witnessed the stupidity of mankind to use bloodletting to cure the plague of the apocalypse, and it's really... ”

The Wen family was a little confused, they didn't seem to be asking this question, right?

"Oh, further back, there was a human named Bai Qi in the Eastern Continent who killed 300,000 people at a time, and I surrounded him for three days and three nights, in the words of you modern Americans, quite a kind, isn't it!"

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Does this Death Knight not understand human speech?

"And that mustache from your World War II Europe, he's pretty good, I like his concentration camps, art!"

"Oh! and... ”

The two demon hunters made a rare cameo appearance as an obedient baby, sitting around a high pile of grain, listening to death tell the story of the year...

"Ahh It was a pleasure to talk to you, what did you just ask?oh! Why should I kill him?", and as he spoke, the pale horse kicked the corpse of the god of harvest on the ground with its hooves.

I'm not... I didn't... I asked...

"Because this cornfield is mine! my!" said death, suddenly raising his voice.

"Do you know how much money it will cost me just because he wilted such a large cornfield of mine!

I'm not... I didn't... I asked...

"Oh, now it's okay, he's dead, so take this body with you now, it's a pleasure to talk to you. ”

With that, the Death Knight turned his horse's head and soared into the air, flying off into the distance, dragging a trail of death like a miserable white moonlight under his horse's hooves.

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The two brothers were stunned for a moment, looked at each other again, and then picked up the body and walked towards the side of the road.

Hey, it's not easy to be a witcher, look, look! The people who deal with it every day are either crazy or stupid, or Alzheimer's and don't listen to people!