Goujuan is also helping her boyfriend pick up his arm today

Shishen'an Village was not called this name at first.

This village is remote, far away from all the prosperity of the city, like a piece of land abandoned by the times.There were no trains, roads, or even telephones.It is such a village that has been self-sufficient until a severe drought three years ago.The disaster brought by severe drought is fatal to a self-sufficient village. The closed villagers never thought about the possibility of calling for help from outside forces.This village abandoned by the times uses the methods abandoned by the times to save itself.

——Sacrifice.

Praying for rain is a long-standing superstition in ancient rural areas, but this method that should have existed in ancient times is actually being used again in modern times.

They worship the well god.

Every household has a well for water supply. It is the village chief who initiated this sacrifice. This respected old man found the method of this sacrifice from somewhere. He asked the villagers to throw their young children into the well. Fill the well where the children were put in with the soil from the side of the well, and water it with blood every day.

As soon as this method was proposed, it was opposed by all the villagers. A whole year of famine and severe drought made these villagers pale and emaciated. The woman hugged the child, and the husband blocked the door. No one believed the village chief's so-called sacrifice.

However, the fact is that after no one agreed with the village chief's proposal, the village that was already suffering from severe drought was even more waterless, the vegetation died and the well water dried up.

Famine, thirst, poverty, death.

It happens every day in the village.

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore. The middle-aged man snatched the nine-year-old child from the family and threw it into the well regardless of his wife's miserable crying.In the long-dried well, there was only the sound of a child falling to the ground, followed by the child's sharp cry.The man with scarlet eyes struck the neck of his wife who was blocking him with a shovel, blood spattered and stained the soil red.

The crying of the children in the well stopped abruptly.

Shovel after shovel piled the mud stained red by his wife's blood into the well. The skinny man was stupefied, muttering indiscriminately to comfort himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but this is for righteousness!"

"That's right, it's for the village! I'm willing to use my children as the price for the village to escape from hell..."

"...I sacrificed my own children, praying for the prosperity of the village."

The man finally filled the well, and his wife, who had long since died, was gently picked up by him and placed on the mound of dirt. The blood that flowed continuously from her neck soaked the dirt.There was a smile on his face, which turned out to be pious and longing: "I am not wrong, I am just praying for the peace of this village!"

One after another, things happened intermittently to each family. The soil in the village gradually turned red. The moment the last family filled the well, a heavy rain fell from the sky, and the rain washed away the already scarlet land in the village, as if nourishing the heart. His blood continued to flow to the village chief's house.

There are no living people in this village from the very beginning!This is a curse spirit with wisdom.

No, it is not so much one, as it is the curse spirit of countless young children working for the tiger, constantly providing nourishment for the most central curse spirit.From the very beginning, this village was a false domain covered by children's spell spirits. The spell power they released was only one level, and the intermittent spell power was output to the 'window' false information.Incidents of conjurer's death due to wrong information happen every year, what the 'window' can detect is only the superficial level of mana power, and it does not include the crisis event that the level of the mantra suddenly rises during the battle .

As for the mission of Hyakkimaru and Dogmakiji's first cooperation, it is obviously wrong information.

'It's the demon god. 'Hyakkimaru commented so.

"Blood——I want blood...why doesn't Dad give me blood!!!" The cry of the child came from the well, and the huge spell power came along with the sound waves.Hyakkimaru, who couldn't hear anything, naturally didn't hear the attack in the voice of this first-level curse spirit composed of countless young children.

What can Hyakkimaru hear?

Hyakkimaru is just an innocent deaf man.

Hyakkimaru, who was also sacrificed, could only 'see' the sudden surge in the magic core of the 'Devil God', and then...

Then he remained motionless in an attacking stance.

"...?"

Hyakkimaru didn't know why this 'devil' didn't move while he was in an attacking posture, maybe this 'devil' had a unique habit.The arm fell to the ground and splashed muddy water, Hyakkimaru's figure was like lightning, and the next moment the blade flashed across the magic core, and the battle was over.

'So weak. 'Hyakkimaru' looked at the 'dissipating red flames', a little strange.

Just when Hyakkimaru was still in doubt, a particularly bright red color appeared in Hyakkimaru's blood-red vision.In this instant, the ring formed by the rain was broken by killing intent, and Hyakkimaru's loose black hair was woven into a fine black net in the chaotic wind and rain. In the past, the dagger slashed the light of the sword and split the raindrops, tearing a gully between the sky and the earth without wind and rain!

Ling Lie's murderous intent crazily tore through the space, and Hyakkimaru climbed up to the crimson line within a breath, and slashed towards the thick and thick power of the demon god that suddenly appeared!

The wind and rain messed up Hyakkimaru's hair, and countless red tentacles climbed up from a dry well. The roaring screams of wild beasts formed a huge sound wave, and a monster gradually formed.

Hyakkimaru cut off the magic core easily again, landed on the ground, and stopped abruptly.He stood quietly in front of the well. Under the water curtain, human faces gradually gathered in the well, constantly wriggling and deforming, men, women, children, and old people. The face screamed and was torn apart, leaving a piece of dark skin to complete that face.

After the undulations stopped, Inoka's face finally turned into a young, even handsome face complemented by sutures.

Water droplets condensed on Hyakkimaru's face, and he quietly looked at the face under the well, which symbolized the red of the demon god mixed with the white of hot life, which made Hyakkimaru wonder for a while whether to cut it off or not.Now that he has lost the flame of the dog curly thorn, he is in a state of extreme anxiety, but he has never found the demon god who captured the dog curly thorn.

The face in the well slowly opened its eyes, and the face stitched together by sutures showed a malicious smile that belonged to the beginning of human birth. The metallic pupils trembled suddenly when they met the out-of-focus eyes of Baikimaru. , Condensed the spell power on his body again, and slowly sank towards the bottom of the well.

Hyakkimaru found the flames of this 'human' fleeing in front of him, and just as he was about to arrest this 'human', a violent explosion suddenly occurred behind Hyakkimaru!

During the shaking of the earth, Hyakkimaru slashed at Shen Xiang's stitched face "human" at the bottom of the well. There was no fierce and turbulent battle scene. Split in half!

With just one knife, Hyakkimaru has no time to pay attention to the red and white face, because his eyes are occupied by a huge black and red flame, and a beige light spot that is so weak that it will dissipate at any time is surrounded by red and black all over the sky Come on, fall straight from the sky!

Hyakkimaru 'stared' at the spot of light, and he rushed over in an instant. Countless sharp black and red 'demon god' powers grazed Hyakkimaru's limbs, and he cut off a tentacle that was stabbing at the heart. , there was only that precarious beige in sight.The sound of breaking through the air came from behind Hyakkimaru, even though he couldn't hear anything, Hyakkimaru turned around and avoided it as if he had eyes behind him!

The magic core is at the nearest place to the dog curly spine, wrapped in chaotic black and red fragments, the dog curly spine tries to widen its eyes covered with red film, and the slightly embarrassed figure of Hyakkimaru is reflected in it.

The mantra of Dog Curly Thorn, who had completely lost his voice, dissipated the moment he broke the domain. Even though he clenched his teeth, blood still flowed out from the corners of his mouth with the frequency of breathing, staining the only white T-shirt on Dog Curl Thorn. It was red, and the blood soaked the clothes along the neck, making the cold body trembling with severe pain feel warm.

Hundred Ghost Pills...

Goujuanji watched Baiguiwan rushing towards him with a knife, and the red mud corroded his body, burning and deforming the wooden prosthesis.

Hundred Ghost Pills.

Hyakkimaru bent his leg to block the blow of the red mud, and the wooden artificial leg was cut off in the middle, and was swallowed up by the red mud in a blink of an eye.

Hundred Ghost Pills!

Goujuanji clenched his convulsed fingers tightly. The first-level magic tool worth [-] million was not corroded by the red mud. He lifted half of his body that had lost consciousness, and slashed at the red mud tentacles wrapped around his waist!

The sense of weightlessness disappears within two seconds, and the dog roll spine is hugged by Hyakkimaru, and the red color assimilates the boy. Hyakkimaru, who lost a leg, did not show his defeat just because the balance was broken. , the super curse spirit hiding in the red blood sea has been nailed to death in the eyes of Hyakkimaru!

The super-level mantra, which had already consumed a lot of mana power by the dog-scrolling thorn mantra, slowly squirmed. He looked at the Hundred Ghost Pills who were standing on one leg and was holding a Baikiwan in his arms, and said in a chaotic voice, "As long as I eat you..."

"As long as I eat you...!"

Hyakkimaru can't hear anything, but Gojumaki can hear it!Gou Juanji, who had gone berserk because of this curse spirit taking Baikiwan as a sacrifice, once again heard that this curse spirit wanted to eat Baikiwan, his mood just calmed down began to fluctuate violently again, just as Goujuanji wiped his chin Just as his blood was about to cast another spell on this stunt, there was a gentle touch on the top of his head.

After Hyakkimaru hugged Goujuji, the restless emotions settled down, feeling the uneasy beating of the flame in his arms, and Hyakkimaru heard the sound of Goujuji once stroking his head, so there was no arm available for the time being. Rubbing his cheeks and stroking the dog's curly and slightly prickly short hair, he followed suit and began to comfort his restless soul.

'good. '

The dog's hand was still on his chin, and the only clean hair was also covered with blood and muddy water by Hyakkimaru. The completely stunned boy calmed down a little bit with the consolation that was not consolation, and finally Only one thought remained.

——Grow your hair a little longer, so that Hyakkimaru will be more comfortable rubbing against it.

The best friend drama staged here stimulated the super class who was talking to himself on the opposite side. When the two pure high school students who were not doing their jobs and sticking to each other were still keeping each other warm in their own ways, the red mud super class roared and came through the air. Hyakkimaru threw the dog roll spine to the back, and even with only one leg left, he writhed and jumped away with great agility.

For Hyakkimaru, the 'Demon God' who is no longer hiding in the sea of ​​red blood is only slightly difficult to deal with, not to mention that he is still in the blank stage of spell power after being forcibly broken through the domain by the dog roll thorn.Hyakkimaru easily avoided the messy attack of the red mud tentacles, and cut off the magic core of the 'Majin' with one blow.

The red color of the eyes faded like a tide, and the long-lasting heavy rain stopped.

Hyakkimaru landed on his back with a dog on his back. Having lost a leg, he swayed twice and tried to maintain his balance, but in the end he lost to Newton, and he fell to the ground with a smiling dog on his back.

Gou Juicing himself didn't know the reason, he wanted to laugh very much now, so he laughed out loud. Although his laughter was hoarse due to overuse of spells, it wasn't really nice, but Gou Juicing still couldn't help laughing.

Maybe it was the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Gou Juanji looked back with a smile in his eyes, only to find Hyakkimaru laying on the ground with a sideways face looking at him blankly.

And there were two wooden false ears falling on the ground.

The world of Hyakkimaru suddenly had sounds, the sound of rain dripping to the ground, the sound of wind blowing treetops, and the sound of birdsong.

Also, the laughter from around.