Dominic remained silent for a long time, his deep eyes staring at the dim light of the fire in the village. The torches on the torch stand www.biquge.info the pen & fun > stand flickered in the night breeze, and Dominic's eyes lingered at the door of every house for a few seconds. Indeed, now that the mutants are dead, it stands to reason that the villagers should no longer be afraid. But there was no movement in the village for a long time, which made Dominic wonder if he had made a mistake in his judgment.

But even if the mutant who has ceased to function is not something that scares the villagers, it is closely related to the purpose of Dominic's visit. A mutant with the blood of a pretender in his veins, a mutant that Dominic had never seen before.

"Maybe the villagers haven't realised what's going on, or maybe they've been repeating it for so long, so they've made it a habit not to leave their homes at night. Brandt guessed.

"Wait here. Dominic whispered.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and see what's going on inside the village. Dominic jumped off the small dirt slope and walked briskly along the side of the main road into the village. Brant stayed where he was, pulling his gaze a little upward. "What the hell is going on?"

The weird feeling returned, and it came so suddenly that Dominic stumbled unconsciously the moment he entered the village. For a moment, he realized what kind of stupid act he had just made, and he slowly straightened up, his face sinking. "Brandt, it looks like you're not looking closely enough. Dominic muttered.

He gradually moved his gaze to the door of the nearest house, where Dominic could see fresh blood slowly oozing through the crack in the door through the moonlight shining through the clouds. Strangely, there was no movement in the house. Dominic looked at the cracks in the doors of several other houses, all of which were the same horrific scene.

Curse, the word popped into Dominic's mind for the first time. He had asked the priest why the priesthood kept removing the cursed person or thing, and of course, the priest did not give Dominic a clear answer. This is why he has so far been reluctant to accept the commission to lift the curse, and he only wants to do simple things - such as freeing the soul of some filthy and evil fellow, or participating in the fight against the pretender.

"Awesome, another thing that gives me a headache. Dominic sneered. "It looks like the reason why this village is like this may have something to do with the Dark Order in the forest. He cast his gaze to the dense forest not far from the other side of the village, which looked like a mountain pressing down on top of his head.

Dominic quietly stretched out his left hand and swung his palm wrapped in a pale golden glow in a counterclockwise circle in front of him. Using the Divine Attachal, Dominic was able to see anything that might be related to evil in the village. There is no doubt that the entire village is surrounded by a large amount of black aura that cannot normally be captured with the naked eye. And in the small clearing in the center of the village, it was also the place where the black aura gathered, and Dominic saw a black magic array there.

"Magic, witchcraft, the fear of the villagers, I'm afraid I can't believe Brandt's side of things from now on, though I'm not sure if he has malicious intent. But what is certain is that the guy clearly can't see these things. Dominic muttered to himself, glancing back at the small black shadow on the small dirt slope outside the village. I don't know if the other party saw the reason for him, Dominic felt that the black shadow was waving at him.

At that moment, Dominic noticed the shadow that flashed behind him. Although he didn't catch the other party's figure, Dominic did sense the other party's presence. He spun around, a breeze driven by the shadow slapping his face head-on. "Playing hide-and-seek in this place was not a wise decision. Dominic began.

"It depends on what each person thinks. The dark shadow stepped out from behind the house in front right, more active than ever.

Dominic saw the dark shadow, and after a second, the corners of his mouth curled. "What a surprise to me, you guys are really haunted. ”

The black shadow spread his hands, revealing the strange ghost hands in the night. "Unfortunately, that's what I thought. However, I can guess that our purpose may be the same. "That's Maffeo.

"Tell me, ghosts. Dominic returned to that cold expression. "What do you think of this village?"

Maffeo took a step forward, exposing himself to the moonlight. Dominic finally saw Maffeo's face clearly, and to his surprise, the other party's face was bruised, and his whole face was a miserable white. "Who knows?"

"You?" asked Dominic, hesitantly.

"I have to say that alchemy potions are extremely unpleasant. Maffeo looked disgusted. "I met a couple of strange guys, right on the side of the village near the forest. A humanoid body more than a meter tall, wielding an iron rod large enough to smash a cow to death. It really made me fight hard. ”

Dominic nodded slightly, "You met those guys too?" So, under the siege of several mutants, you drank the alchemy potion to fight?"

"In the absence of the best option, drinking the alchemy potion to temporarily improve the combat ability is the best choice, after all, I can't use the ghosts and gods easily, right?" "Damn, it's as cold as a dead man, the toxicity in my body has reached a critical point, I think I need to rest for a while. By the way, you call those guys mutants? why?"

"Because that's my definition of them, and I've made sure that the blood in those guys is the same as the blood of the pretenders. But now, that's not the main thing, I have to figure out what's really going on in this village. Dominic looked away at the door of the nearest house, blood seeping a few feet away.

Maffeo followed Dominic's gaze and subconsciously took a step back. "Oh, you're kidding, aren't you? What is this?" he asked, pointing to the blood oozing out in surprise.

Dominic pulled out the cross behind him, slowly walked towards the door of the house, and whispered. "That's the crux of the matter. ”