The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 319 Please Be Attention When The Demon King Appears (11)

This town is full of weirdness everywhere. Berger saw a church not far from the town, where the believers of the God of Light pray. Every church must have a priest in charge of the church, but most churches will be built in the town. In the central area, it is the first time I have seen Berg, a church built like that in the outskirts of the town, but all believers who believe in the God of Light will feel a sense of disobedience when they see this church, even though many things seem to be obscured by a layer of thick fog. It's difficult to remember, but these common sense Berger can react immediately.

Having no memory does not mean becoming a fool.

Deborah said that the town is dangerous at night and it is best not to walk around. Berg kept quiet and Deborah took it as his acquiescence. The young man in a pure white cloak seemed to have every strand of frosty white hair in the sunset. Stained red like fire, with cold eyes and blank memory, the knight touched the epee behind him, sat under the tree and thought about his identity, that serious and silent appearance, no matter which girl it is You will be thrilled to see it.

Berger saw Deborah walk into the room, and a rotten smell came from the house. She seemed to be cooking something, but Berger didn't remember the smell, it seemed like some kind of herbal medicine but with It smelled a little fishy, ​​and the smell was getting stronger and stronger, which made him a little uncomfortable. His calm mood became irritable because of the weird smell. He pinched the tree root protruding from the ground in his hand, and felt the tree root in his hand suddenly It took a while for Berger to react.

His strength seemed to be growing too fast.

As night fell, Berg jumped up a tree and spent the night leaning against the tree. Even though he couldn't feel the cold with his cloak closed, Berg still couldn't sleep well this night. It's not that he is not used to sleeping in trees, Berg He found that he was very used to eating and sleeping in the open air, but he had a faint feeling that something in his body was constantly expanding, almost tearing his skin. He opened his eyes and found that the veins on the back of his hand were protruding high, and the blood The speed of the flow was so fast that his body temperature was abnormally high.

Berg was very uncomfortable, but when he jumped off the tree, he didn't feel unstable and staggered. His strength was constantly rising, regardless of whether Berg could bear it or not. The complaints are basically female, with a rotten and sweet smell, which is exactly the same as the breath he noticed in the mist before, and it is more viscous and disgusting. The longer he stays in this place, Bai The clearer Ge's perception became, he could even see the soaring black air wrapping around the seemingly holy and beautiful church like maggots attached to the bones.

Want to see it?But the most dangerous place to go in this kind of unfamiliar place and amnesia is undoubtedly to die. Berg has already passed the age of youthful enthusiasm, and now Berg can be said to be ruthless and desireless. He felt as if his emotions were slowly being frozen.

"Good morning!" Deborah greeted Berg enthusiastically, "Morning prayer is over, let me take you to the town for a walk! I have some fruits here, you can take them for breakfast."

Berger shook his head and declined.

"Well, you are really a cold but charming man who can't be angry." Deborah said in a playful tone. She casually wiped the fruit on her clothes and began to eat. She led Berg As he walked, he said: "Our town is basically full of believers in gods. Our hearts and bodies should be dedicated to gods."

The pause in her speech was a little strange, and Berg noticed it, but his more attention was still on that church.

"No! Mother! I don't want to go!"

"You evil girl! It's as if you were bewitched by the damn devil! You should be hung on a cross and burned! Go to church and pray and you will have your soul purified!"

"But my sister died in the church! There are injuries all over her body!" the girl wailed, "I won't go! I don't want to go!"

The noise ahead made Berger stop in his tracks. Deborah’s movement of gnawing the fruit was not affected at all, but her eyes were much darker. Seeing Berger’s face, she turned and said with a smile: “When I was a child, I also felt that going to The church is particularly scary, but it’s good to get used to it when you grow up, although the priest looks a little scary, but he is the messenger of God after all.”

Berger's eyes paused, and he rushed out suddenly. The speed was so fast that Deborah didn't even realize it. She had already run a long way. Deborah didn't know what Berger saw. She followed up panting to see It's a Berg who's devastated like he's half-souled.

"What's wrong?" Deborah asked worriedly.

"...Is there a black-haired woman in this town?" Berger suppressed his trembling hands without changing his expression, and he almost... just missed that person.

Deborah's eyes became a little panicked, and Berg could see what she was terrified of, "Black hair? This is a big ominous thing! An unlucky child who should be strangled at birth! How could it appear in our town! "

She is still lying.

Berg moved his fingers, and tapped the air lightly, as if there was nothing. This is his habitual little action when thinking. Deborah's fear and fear are normal, but the guilt and guilt she reveals are not. It's normal. In this continent where all human races believe in the God of Light, no matter what they do to black-haired people, they are so upright and upright. Whether it is bullying or insulting, black hair is the original sin, and they should be cast aside. Everyone thinks Black-haired people are born to be burned to death to purify their souls.

guilt?Guilty?
does not exist at all.

A true believer would not have any emotion about this, and would even feel pleasure, as Berg knew all too well.

Thinking of this, Berg subconsciously looked down at his frost-white hair. Why did he feel the same way?Was he ever a brunette?

Berg suddenly felt a cold hand on the top of his hair and rubbed it gently. It was a gift from the Lord of the Abyss, giving him the right to walk in the light. Everyone in the world abandoned him and killed him, but He alone The God of Light was not the only god to take him under his wing.

Berg glanced at the direction where the black-haired woman in blue robe disappeared—the church.

She seemed to be signaling him to go there, but Berger didn’t plan to go there at first, let alone get involved in the mess of this town. He planned to leave the town through the dense fog after his body adjusted. He didn’t want to He remembered why he came here, but he didn't want to stay here, but now it seems that going to that church doesn't seem to take much effort for him?

So want to see it?
Berger's eyes flickered, but he took the initiative to withdraw his gaze before Deborah tried to pull him to divert his attention, and just asked, "Are you going to church to pray too?"

"Yeah, it's my turn next week." Deborah twitched the corners of her mouth, and Berger felt that she was afraid, although she hid it well.

Berg asked and immediately changed the subject: "I'm going to take a look in the thick fog again."

Deborah was taken aback, "Do you still want to get in touch with 'Trial'?"

"Can't you?"

"It's not impossible, except for... you, people who entered the 'Trial' either lost their traces or were insane." Deborah couldn't laugh or cry, "It's terrible, and almost all the men in the town are gone, all because Unbelievers walked into the fog and disappeared and never came back, and now the only man left in our town is the priest."

Deborah's words revealed many details that made people think carefully, but Berg finally couldn't hold back his desire to find the black-haired woman. When she noticed Berg's thoughts, Deborah revealed a Smile, that is a more real and bright smile than before.

(End of this chapter)