Naga and Xiong Zhen woke up due to the disorder of the spiritual power of the forest, and Xiong Zhen used the atmospheric spiritual power of the riot as a medium to sense the location of the beast herd he had been looking for, and instigated Naga to cooperate with him to cause a beast tide in advance and destroy the human village built on the treasure.

However, before the plan could be officially implemented, he was defeated by the guardian of the mountain village, the witch.

Before this catastrophic event for their scheme, Naga realized that Xiong Zhen was using himself and his family, but he did not want to be used, so he had been passive and slack.

Every time he wrestled with the witch for a long time, he decisively fled the battle as soon as he fell into a decline, and in the end, he seemed to have lost nothing, and he also monopolized the secret of "there is a treasure buried under the mountain village".

However, the phenomenon of the disorder of the forest's spiritual power has nothing to do with their plans, and if this hidden danger is left alone, he will eventually be burned and unable to extricate himself, and in order to leave the Xuancai Mountain Range, which is about to face destruction, he must obtain the power buried under the mountain village.

He chose to share this secret with a villager who hated the witch and wanted to take revenge on the witch, and cooperated with him to try to wash the mountain village in blood and raze the village to the ground.

"I know, Lady Iris."

Thinking back to the moment when the two first met, as a capital for negotiation, as a reward for the willingness of humans to cooperate, he poured his blood into the silver cup of the family inheritance, and watched the other party drink it.

"Now, you can understand our language." With the spiritual power contained in his blood, he has established a occult connection with the humans in front of him, and thus is able to communicate with each other.

As a demon beast, of course, he will not tell all the truth to the naïve humans, and he conceals the effect of that cup of blood - the moment he takes it, the humans in front of him are equivalent to becoming his dependents.

Sticking to the principles of the family, he naturally does not calculate the other party during the cooperation, however, the life of the human who has become a dependant of the snake clan is in his hands, and he can give his life for him at any time.

"One day in the past, the masked traveler climbed over the mountains and through the forest to reach this small mountain village far from the world."

"She heard about the villagers' beliefs and protested against this, arguing that humans should take their lives and power into their own hands, rather than relying on false 'gods' who are in fact beasts that hide their nature."

"She saw at a glance the inhuman existence mixed in with the human race, and used a little trick to expel all the disasters for the humans who lived under the threat of monsters, but also affected the innocent orcs who lurked around the humans and lived as humans for a long time."

“…………”

"No, no! You can't do this! ”

As if in a sensational yet lame romantic drama, the lady who witnessed her lover's departure fell to her knees on the rocky street, tears rolling down her cheeks in full view of everyone, wetting her clothes and shattering them on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that others couldn't stand it and ran to comfort her, on that day, she would probably be able to dry her tears, cry to the point where a puddle or even a new lake will form around her, and crying until her tears evaporate can bring a rain to this village-

Since that day, everyone has noticed that Mrs. Iris has aged a lot.

She seemed to have been leaned over by a skeleton monster, and her face was much thinner, as if all the muscles on her face had been cut off by a knife, leaving only a piece of skin, wrapped in bones, outlining the outline of the bones, which was extremely terrifying.

Her forehead, eyes, and nose were covered with hideous wrinkles, and the skin on her arms and legs was huddled together, and her whole body was covered with folds.

The long, smooth and shiny hair also lost its original luster overnight.

It is said that the villagers who visited her the next morning because they were worried, and as soon as they opened the door of her family's fabric shop, they were so frightened that they ran away—

I saw an old woman who seemed to have turned into a "living skeleton" and fell to the ground, her hair was sparse and dry like straw on her head, and the ground was covered with long hair that belonged to human beings.

It was pulled down by herself, and the more she pulled her image, the older she became, and the more she pulled it, the more she lost a way to vent her sadness.

The cliché love story soon spread throughout the mountain village, and it was said that when the old lady realized the harm of the monster, she would come out of her grief, and when that day came, she would not have to wait too long.

However, the alienation and hostility of the villagers towards the witch, as well as the gossip circulating in the village, exacerbated the deterioration of Mrs. Iris's situation.

So much so that after the witch finally won the favor of most of the villagers with practical actions, washed away the stigma they had put on herself, and everyone adapted to the changes in the village, the old lady who could not be healed in time in the right environment had long lost the ability to come out of the grief past.

But the reason for her grief has been forgotten, and there is no reason to think that she has recovered, thinking that she, like all of them, has accepted the witch as the new resident of the mountain village and worships her as the guardian of the village.

"They are all guilty." The lady, who had been tormented by the grief in her heart, chose to let the resentment in her heart overwhelm her, and there was no light in her eyes, "They all deserve to die!" ”

"Nature is equal." The monster that gave her the power of revenge said leisurely, the tip of its tail lightly touching the ground, and the front half of its body came to her eyes, wrapping around her body, "He gives us the power to perceive spiritual power, and the potential to transcend racial boundaries. ”

"You human beings, though weak, have been favored by Him." He followed the path of persuasion, and every word seemed to carry a magical power, which made people believe, "You have infinite possibilities, unlike us, who were born to follow only one path." ”

"Do you want to work with me?"

His exhaled breath sprayed on the human face, and the low sound of "hiss-hiss-" lingered in her ears for a long time.

"I can tell you how to gain the power to embark on a path of cultivation that is unique to our orcs." The serpent declared, "You can use the power you have awakened to kill all the life you are not used to." ”

"As the darling of nature, you don't need to go to great lengths like me to find the tokens left by your predecessors, so that you can molt into immortals, but you can choose any way for demon beasts to promote their status, hehe, you humans are sharp and can speak, I think it's very appropriate to take the path of 'language'."

"I want to trust you."

Because every day they had to behave like the rest of the village—how they treated the witch, they had to do with her, and sometimes, they had to do something that had to be done by her, and they had to entrust her with help...... These things made the old woman, who was already in pain, even more grief-stricken.

"Can I trust you?"

She has long been disgusted with the village she lives in, the demon girl, the world, and even herself, whether she does what this demon beast says, if she succeeds, she will be able to usher in a new life, and if she fails, she will only completely shatter her already broken heart.

"You should trust me." That's all the other party answered her.

……

Inside the church school at night, the altar under the "Portrait of the God" had completely disappeared from the floor level, and the spiritual power that could be easily sensed surged out from the ground and slammed on Naga's body.

He stretched out his hand, letting the spiritual power wander between his fingers, and gradually contained it in his body as he breathed.

"It's 'psionic prohibition.'" He said suddenly.

"Psionic ban?" The human sitting back next to the crooked seat looked puzzled, "What is this?" ”

"It's a possible consequence of a spiritual disorder." Naga replied truthfully that he did not mind literacy for other living beings, "It can also be created by mobilizing spiritual power." ”

"It's a kind of 'miracle' that 'forbids miracles.'" He concluded.

"It looks dangerous down there." The anthropomorphic Naga raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen a challenging level, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Excess spiritual power will make me unable to use the skills of the snake clan, and it may also make me nervous and hallucinate." ”

"What then?" Humans who have not yet gained the ability can't help but frown and ask, "Are you going to give up?" ”

"I said it was, time is running out." Naga opened his arms, and an illusory vortex gradually emerged in the center of the line between his palms, absorbing all the spiritual power that diffused in the surrounding atmosphere, "Before the real disaster comes, you and I must gain enough strength to leave this land of right and wrong. ”

"In this way, you will be able to say goodbye to your past, and to the things you hate; I'll get the same ......" as the giant bear who wanted to harness his power, he filled in his heart.

Then, with a wave of his hand, many shiny scales that reflected the surrounding natural light floated into the air with his movements, and they turned into carriers of spiritual power, purifying and purifying the spiritual power of the surrounding riot to the greatest extent.

"It's almost now." Naga pulled the sleeve of his shirt, touched the sweat that was not there at all, and said as if relaxed.

After some manipulation by him, a set of stairs leading to the unknown underground area suddenly appeared in their field of vision, they were purely composed of various spiritual powers, each suspended in thin air at a distance, and they did not border each other.

"Have you ever heard of the 'Soul Color Doctrine'?" Before leaving, Naga kindly asked.

"I know." The human lifted the hem of the gray cloth cloak so that it would not interfere with his way downstairs, and replied in a cold voice, "Fermi...... He had talked to me about science. ”

"That's good." Naga bowed his head slightly, as if he realized, "If you see black or red steps when you go down later, don't step on them." ”

"It's likely that they'll be ...... by the resentment of the dead," he muttered quietly, both reminding his partners and warning himself, "even though they are years gone, the sins of the soul will not be easily washed away by time." ”

The human nodded, and expressed his gratitude to the demon beast for this reminder with his eyes.

However, her eyes were obscured by the cape's cape, and no other lifeform could observe them, let alone notice her eyes.

They both walked down the stairs one after the other, and soon disappeared into the main hall of the church school.

It didn't take long for the main hall, which had been silent, to come alive again - due to external forces, the mechanism opened by the Naga gradually returned to its original state, and the altar that had sunk into the ground slowly floated, and in the process, it made a great noise.

Naturally, the sound reached the ears of the two underground, and Naga glanced behind him silently, but he did not tell the humans behind him what he had perceived:

In addition to them, there seem to be other guys who have also followed.