After watching the green dragon squirt a few mouthfuls of poisonous dragon breath towards the burning town, it turned its head and disappeared into the sky, everyone seemed to be choked by the throat, unable to say a word.

After a long time, Sodick waved his hand tiredly.

"Let's go, go back first, and then discuss what to do."

The group returned to the camp in silence.

A heated argument broke out among the merchants about what the caravan should do next.

Some merchants had the idea of retreating, hoping that the caravan would return to Van Lin Town first, avoid the dragon's edge, and wait until the situation stabilized and hit the road again;

Others thought that although the danger was dangerous, it was clear that the dragon's target was not them, and perhaps they could pass quickly while the dragon was not paying attention to the caravan, and as long as they entered the thirty kilometers around the city of Lahore, they would be safe.

Even a giant dragon did not dare to face the soldiers of the Human Empire.

Of course, dragons beyond the age of age are beyond the scope of the above discussion.

Those existences above the age dragon are not something that a small and medium-sized city like Lahore City can compete with.

"Enough!"

Sodick slapped the table with an irritated slap, and there was no longer the usual smile on his face.

He jumped on the table, and said with a gloomy face:

"What a noise! Didn't I have someone tell you a long time ago, no matter what, the caravan can't and won't stop. Who ordered this batch of our goods, everyone must know very well in their hearts. Who do you think can afford to take on that responsibility? If you are not afraid of your wife and children afterwards, then you can go back, I, Sodike, will never stop you, but you don't want to take any of these guards of the caravan with you! I said Sodick! ”

Everyone understands that without guards, if the merchants themselves want to return to Vanlin Town, it is something that should not be thought of.

But what everyone knew better was that these guards were recruited by Sodik, and they only obeyed the orders of the halfling.

When it comes to some major decisions, they can't command these stubborn guys at all.

Not even money will open the way.

With the final blow of the extremely strong halfling, no one in the caravan mentioned the return, and the big guy silently packed up the goods and vehicles, and continued along the increasingly dilapidated road.

In this, Wren did not express a single comment.

He was just a hitchhiker, and he shouldn't have been, and wasn't qualified to dictate the caravan's internal decisions.

Everything just follows the big army.

But what he was even more puzzled in his heart was that most of the people around Fanlin Town were plains, and there were no large mountains around, how did this green dragon come here?

Speechless all the way.

Towards dusk, the caravan finally reached the vicinity of the village that had been attacked by the green dragon.

Sodick himself went to the village with a few guards, and Wren and Angelica followed.

"This ......"

Standing on the hill and looking down, everyone's eyebrows involuntarily wrinkled together.

As far as the eye can see, it is a village that exudes blood and charring.

- The village was littered with ruins, ash and debris everywhere, charred and killed corpses everywhere.

In the setting sun, vultures and crows made piercing chirps, hovering over the village, and occasionally swooping down on the corpses.

The whole village has long since lost its breath of life.

The smoke from the burning flames, mixed with the scorching smell of the corpses, soared into the sky.

The impact of this scene was enough to shake the heart of an intelligent creature.

Everyone turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at them.

It's miserable!

"Let's go, go in and see if there's anyone who survives."

Sodick took a deep breath and gritted his teeth as he uttered the words.

"Let's go, let's go too."

Wren patted the pale Angelica and said in a condensed voice:

"In the eyes of the Holy Warriors, corpses should not be desecrated like this!"

If these corpses are not buried, the resentment of the deceased will entangle them, and eventually the negative energy collected will transform the corpses into undead creatures such as skeletons, zombies, and ghosts, thus threatening the safety of the passing travelers.

If he didn't see it, it would be fine, and now that he is in his eyes, then he can't sit idly by.

This is not in line with the way of the Holy Warrior, and it is not in line with the morality in Wren's heart!

The dead shall be buried in the earth.

Looking at the silent back of the holy warrior, the girl gritted her teeth and followed.

If she wants to stand with Wren, forever and ever, then one day, she will have to face what he is facing.

Since you have to face it sooner or later, it is better to start now.

Under the sunset, the girl ran hard, just to catch up with the young man, just to stand with him, or, to shelter him from the wind and rain.

…………

"My lord, it's all corpses, no living people."

Dellett came to Sodic's side and reported.

"Although I have guessed it a long time ago, I still ...... in my heart"

If the halfling man has read some classics of the Eastern Continent, then he knows that his mood has an extremely apt metaphor, called "the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the thing hurts it".

"Let's go and help that paladin," he sighed, obviously feeling very heavy, "do what good you can, and when we cross the Styx when we die, the Styx boatmen who are dead will probably ask for less." ”

"Yes, sir."

The captain of the guard answered, and then said:

"Also, the grain stored in the granary didn't move at all, but they looted all the valuable things in the village."

"Isn't it normal for dragons to be greedy for money?"

The halfling apparently didn't take this inconspicuous information to heart, and motioned for Dellet to help.

Wren's strength of 16 points is also a proper Hercules level among ordinary people, and it is easy to dig a few large pits to bury corpses.

What's more, now with the help of the guards, except for one wanderer who came to explore the village with the halflings, the rest are warriors and barbarians in the melee profession, and their strength is at least 18 points, and the strength attributes of several people have broken through the limit of mortals and reached the extraordinary.

Not to mention, a few barbarians who disliked the slow speed directly turned on the berserk mode and turned into a small excavator, which was even faster.

In this way, in less than an hour, several pits with a radius of one zhang and a depth of two meters were dug out.

Everyone put the found corpses into the pit, and Wren took out half of the stock of high-concentration holy water and sprinkled it on the bones, and after a few simple prayers, he filled the deep pit with soil.

After doing all this, everyone looked at each other and smiled, only to feel that the distance between each other had narrowed a lot.

At least those who can do this are not the evil camp, right?

Wren looked at the prompt that suddenly popped up, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"Attention: Your actions have shifted your own camp toward the good one."