Arad's crooked savior

"Fortunately, the sun has come out, which should be helpful to our situation." The villager looked up at the sun in the sky, then quickly lowered his head and wrinkled his eyes. Are the tears in his eyes because of the sun? Whether the pain was caused by emotion or emotion, only he knew.

The book of records was opened. Shu Mo stood there with a pen for a long time before trembling the tip of the pen and wrote "The big bell rings, the most important thing is farewell."

Some philosophers from the Jin tribe once said that the farthest distance in the world is not from Qianhaitian to Baihai, nor to the outside world or the infinite starry sky, but between life and death.

"I hope this gift of sunshine can bring about a turn of events." The villagers murmured to themselves, and then hurried towards the seaside, seeming to have forgotten Ye Lin and his party.

Ye Lin nodded and said to them: "These villagers may have been strongly disappointed with the Eye of Mist and the God of Mist, so they began to pray for something they had never believed in before."

He discovered early on that the common "colloquial language" of people in the God Realm included praying to the Mist God, describing most positive events as gifts from the Mist God.

But the villagers just now were looking to the sun for a turn of events instead of praying to the God of Fog.

"This means good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles." Mo Mei lowered her voice slightly, and her emotions were affected by the sound of the bell. She didn't want to be disrespectful by speaking loudly when the deceased passed away.

Even though she has become a god, she still maintains an "ordinary" heart.

The villagers did not know about the replacement of the Earth Guardian, but the negative news about the Eye of Mist and the God of Mist had obviously spread to the Watcher Village. The noble trust began to be broken. In endless despair, they tried to seek help for something extra. .

"Let's go take a look." Ye Lin snapped his fingers, shrouding them with magic that hindered cognition.

Because Feilao and the others are too stunning in appearance, getting together can easily cause commotion and unnecessary trouble. Therefore, they often appear ordinary to ordinary people and strangers. No one in Mavis and Gu Yu can even see their existence. .

On the other edge of the monitor village, Yimi Wu took a spear-sized puppet needle and fought with Yuena endlessly. The puppet needle collided with Brianak, constantly sputtering out dazzling energy.

Yimiwu secretly learned "Niwu's tactics" from Niwu, and Yuena also learned how to control heavy weapons from Clouser, the bishop of Remedia Bell Tower and the female Blue Fist Holy Envoy.

For a while, they were evenly matched!

In the Watcher Village, on the coast facing the direction of Chongquan, dark waves washed intensively against the small pier. A woman with rough hair and simple clothes was kneeling on the ground, pleading with the village chief standing in front of her.

"Let me go home just once, just once, for ten minutes. Let me see my family and hold my baby."

The woman's thin shoulders were shaking constantly, as if one more gust of wind would blow her down. Her sad and pleading voice made all the surrounding villagers look at the village leader Bonas with unbearable expressions.

Bonas was a middle-aged man with a strong build. He was holding a shark-hunting gun driven by a fog machine. He said calmly: "It's not that I'm ungrateful, Cindy, look at your hands."

Everyone also followed the village chief's reminder and looked at Cindy's hands. The hands of fishermen on the beach are definitely not delicate and smooth. Everyone knows this, but Cindy's fingers have been extended to three times the length of ordinary fingers. The nails are sharp and the skin is as hard as that of a giant lizard.

Cindy's transformation into a monster has already begun, and there is no way to save it and there is no cure.

Everyone fell silent and slowly closed their eyes.

"Village Chief, her transformation into a monster is at the very beginning, and there is still some time before the final mutation." A young man with broken hair and a determined face spoke, wanting to win the last chance for Cindy.

The young man's name is Brimu. He is thin and wears a dark blue waterproof jacket. He has a dagger at his waist. Behind him are a harpoon, a staff, a short spear and other weapons wrapped in a roll of cloth.

"Brimu, she has been infected by the evil spirit. How can she hug her child with these hands? If an accident happens...do you want to hear the bells of Sara Island ring one more time?"

After hearing the village chief's words, the woman's trembling shoulders shook even more. She understood the stakes and choked up: "Then I will take one last look at the child from a distance, let me see him..."

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"Stop talking, hurry up and send her to Sara Island." Bonas waved his hand coldly. People infected with evil spirits are destined to become ghosts. If you stay for one more minute, everyone will be at greater risk.

Most of the villagers couldn't bear it, but they could only sigh hard, put some food on a relatively sturdy fog boat, and then pointed the fog weapon at the woman.

Come on board, we will take you to the quarantined island of Sara, and then... wait for the moment the bell rings for you.

The villagers watching were all focused on Cindy, unaware that an outsider was approaching.

Shu Mo bit her lip tightly, thinking whether Qingyan City would have become as cruel as it is now if she and Lord Mo Ni had not delayed the time and Lord Yuena had finally purified the demonic energy.

Lord Ye Lin ordered Baihai to stop the rain for three days. The sun broke through the clouds and shone brightly on the earth. It was the early summer and it should have been quite hot, but now Shu Mo only felt cold and her body was shivering.

She strongly sympathized with the pleading woman, but she also understood the indifference of the village chief Bonas. Every time Sarah heard the big brass bell ringing, it meant that a familiar person was about to arrive at the farthest distance... die.

In order that there should be no more sacrifices, indifference is necessary.

Not everyone can become a demon protector like Yaoyao, because it is not enough to just have a strong desire to survive. You also need enough strength and a little...luck.

"Village chief, let me take a look at my family from a distance. After that, I will commit suicide and will never become a demon." The woman showed determination and pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, which was used to cut fish and plant fruits.

Bonas refused again coldly, "No, even if you die, your demonic aura will be difficult to disappear. Let's go to Sara Island."

Then he urged: "Get on the boat quickly, we will take good care of your family for you... This is the only thing we can do."

Dang~

The dagger slipped from her sleeve to the ground, and the woman's face was as pale as paper. She walked towards the boat step by step like a puppet with rusty joints. Before boarding the boat, she looked back at the monitor village and the direction of her home, with great reluctance and attachment in her eyes.

Bonas's steel-like shoulders also trembled for a moment, and then he became firm again.

Brimu was the first to jump on the boat, and immediately two healthy villagers followed, untied the ropes that bound the boat, and prepared to rush to Sara Island.

In half a day at the fastest and three days at the slowest, the brass bell will ring again.

The villagers' faces were numb and their hearts were heavy as if a mountain was pressing down on them. Now that Cindy has been sent away, who will be the next one?

Perhaps in another half a year, everyone will be "reunited" on Sara Island.

Boom!

A dazzling pattern instantly fell to the sea surface and exploded violently near the ship. The air and water waves violently lifted the ship and the four passengers back to the shore. When the sea water fell, it seemed like a heavy rain.

A pair of white angel wings appeared behind Yue Na, and they swept across the coastal port like lightning. "Are you done, you shorty? Why are you still chasing me? Don't hurt innocent people by mistake."

"Because I was annoyed with you in Qingyan, you damned yellow-faced woman. You actually ate my popcorn and drank my milk tea at the concert last night." Yimi Wu was determined to compete with the yellow-faced woman.

I'll ride on your head later, so that your nose will be closer to the earth than mine.

Yimi Wu stopped at the dock for a short while, looked at the four villagers who were soaked by the sea water, and shouted: "Crazy Bear, you take care of the evil spirit of that woman."

Crazy Bear, wearing a fitted gentleman's suit, ran quickly towards the frightened Cindy, took a puppet and two puppet needles from his arms, and then stabbed Cindy's back of the hand directly, piercing the lizard-like skin, and the blood that flowed out was dark green.

The puppet, the size of a baby's fist, was slowly covered with a layer of strange evil spirit, and then Crazy Bear opened his mouth and sprayed a flame to burn it to ashes.

Cindy's hands returned to the appearance of normal humans, with rough skin and calluses on the palms, but they were indeed a pair of human hands.