Abyss boss Da Lianmeng

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【Siroy Demon King Notebook】

In the next ten days, many people died.

Priest Albert looked at the man with a crooked head on the dining table with a livid face. He was lying in a pool of blood with a silver knife and fork stuck in his neck. There was a pile of blood, everyone was far away from him, only the murderer was still standing there, the lame old man with an old face and missing an arm, his lips were trembling at this moment, but his expression was not panicked, he saw the priest knight not far away They had a good hand to protect the two thin children.

The two children hid behind their grandfather, their bodies trembling constantly.

"God, my lord priest." The old man burst into tears instantly, facing the priest Albert who was in charge of the life and death of a boat, he was naturally afraid.

"What's going on here?" Aubrey frowned tightly, feeling that he couldn't breathe well. Ever since the three people got on the boat, everything had changed. They were trapped on the sea by a powerful magic. The sky is covered by dark clouds, the waves are turbulent, and what's more annoying is that the people on the boat are also fighting among themselves, but the people who died are all villains, malicious people bullying the weak, fighting all day long, a strong man who was looked down upon by the passing people He was beaten to death, a man with wicked eyebrows and mischievous eyes tried to rape a young girl in the dark, but was beaten to death by the young girl holding a candlestick, and there was also the old man today.

Aubrey was somewhat impressed.

He is an honest person, doesn't talk much, and usually stays in the room.

"My lord priest." The old man burst into tears: "It's really that he bullies people too much. There is not much food in the first place. In the evening, each of us has a share, but he caught the three of us bullying, the three of us I haven't had dinner for several nights, and this bastard snatched it all up, and now he dares to snatch the noon food."

"What can we do? If I don't resist, my child will starve to death!"

At the end of the talk, the old man’s eyes showed a ruthless light: “He didn’t dare to bully other people, so he bullied the three of us. It’s because I’m old, my child is young, and my lord priest. Although I couldn’t bear to kill him today, but he Damn it, last night, he ran up to me and threatened me, saying that after I died, he threw my two children into the sea!"

"Good death." A woman next to her wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly. Her lover quickly covered her mouth. The man was strong and could barely protect his lover, but the priest didn't say anything. , they are not easy to speak.

Albert rubbed his forehead and looked at Aubrey: "Didn't I ask you to check more? Why did this happen?"

Aubrey was also very wronged: "This ship is so big and there are so many people, and the two elves don't care about it. I still have to look at the next door and see where I can get busy."

The female pastor also said, "Recently, the cook is sick, so I help in the kitchen."

It is said to help, but in fact it is to take care of them. There is not much food, so it is natural to plan carefully and not eat too much. Each meal has a fixed portion, so someone needs to be by the side to supervise. If no one is watching, in the kitchen It is inevitable that the helpers in the house will be cautious, secretly take a piece of bread and hide it or eat it while cooking.

After so many days, the female pastor already has a general understanding of these people on board.

There are a lot of people, and because of this, she needs to set the rules, otherwise, within a few days, these people will be completely messed up.

Priest Albert, on the other hand, had to think of ways to break through the magic that shrouded the ship every day. If the dark clouds lasted for a day, they would be trapped in the sea.

Albert looked at the two people behind the restaurant.

The stern-faced boy and a man in a cloak were ignoring all of this.

"That man is strong and strong, how did you kill him?" Albert asked.

A trace of confusion flashed in the old man's eyes, and he looked down at his hands, which were still stained with blood: "I... I don't know... He kept looking at us while eating, like a nightmare... No , is a nightmare..."

"It was the same in the dream. He kept looking at us viciously and greedily. He wanted to eat us, he wanted to eat my children...my poor children..." the old man spoke incoherently, staring at the dead The man with a grim expression said, "He won't die, but my children will die...he must die!"

Albert rubbed his forehead: "Aubrey, take them down and lock them in a safe place first."

The surrounding crowd dispersed in panic, leaving only Xiluoyi and the priest.

Albert walked forward, worried that the longer the ship dragged at sea, the more people would die. He asked directly, "How can you let these people go?"

Siloy thought for a moment: "I don't know."

Wait for Baier to deal with it.

Albert frowned: "They have no grudges with you, why do you want to kill them?"

"Those people should be damned, right? I won't be happy if the wicked are rewarded." Siroy looked directly into the priest's eyes with a cold face: "As for the hatred... Priest Albert can ask them carefully. Did the ancestors do anything bad to bring bad luck to their descendants."

"Let's go." Silaoi ignored the priest and said to Baier.

Albert could only see the pale jaw of the man in the black cloak and the corners of his lips blooming happily. When the man hiding under the cloak passed the corpse, he stopped, then tilted his head, as if thinking After a moment, he stretched out his hands and twisted off the corpse's head and limbs. Blood sprayed everywhere like flowers. The priest covered his mouth and vomited, his eyes horrified.

Albert's face was livid, this man is really cruel.

He thought of the boy's words, his heart moved, and he planned to ask those villagers at night.

the other side.

Black Goat's fingertips are wrapped around a ball of black wool, which floats in mid-air, and is flicked out of the window by Heishantou's fingers from time to time, and then slips back.

The black goat didn't lift his head: "I'm back."

Syloy closed the door.

Baier took off his cloak and still hugged his flower pot. Compared with the previous few days, his mood was much calmer.

"Your Highness, are you hungry?" Bye blinked and looked at Siroy.

"It's okay." Siroy is not a human being, and it's okay to be hungry for a month or two now.

"Let's have grilled fish tonight. I'll go fishing later," said the black goat.

"Okay." There is something to eat, and Syloy will not refuse. He paused and said, "Let's eat together."

These days, the black goat and Baier haven't eaten yet. When the time comes, get some drinks from the kitchen for the black goat. The black goat is very picky about food. They definitely don't eat grilled fish. They can only drink water. Baier and he are very easy to feed, eating everything.

When dusk came, Syloy went to the kitchen.

As soon as he moved, Aubrey, who was watching him, also moved. He followed behind him, saw him enter the kitchen, and squeezed in too.

The pastor was also very surprised.

Siroy looked around, found a few more fruits on the cabinet, washed them, sliced ​​them into pieces, put them in a clean cup, added a little honey, and finally added clean water to stir it into a cup fruit tea.

According to the above three steps, three cups were made.

The pastor was hesitating to speak, and the fruit and honey in the cabinet were the last good things.

Silroy took three cups of fruit tea and walked onto the deck. Although the sky was still cloudy, there was no wind and no waves, and the sea was calm. In Syroy's opinion, it was a good weather.

"Did you catch any fish?"

The black goat pointed to the bucket next to him.

Silroy looked down, oh, it's a full bucket.

Black Goat stood up and took the bucket to the kitchen.

There was no one in the kitchen except the pastor.

She watched the two of them mess around in the kitchen, and finally left with the delicious grilled fish.

Syloy closed the door and greeted Baier.

"Eat fish."

The black goat took a sip of the fruit tea and looked at the dark sky in the distance.

The grilled fish was placed on a plate, and there was a small bottle of seasoning beside it. Xiluoyi likes spicy food, so he immediately poured a red layer on his own, and took a bite.

Baier poured a layer for himself without blinking, and then, as expected, he was hissed by the heat.

The black goat glanced at him and pushed the fruit tea over.

Siroy looked at the grilled fish whose tail was half bitten, and said vaguely, "Don't eat the thorns."

Just now Baier even ate the spines of the fish.

Baier gently tore off the browned and delicious fish meat, and ate it in his mouth. These days, the little highness still treated him well and didn't ask him anything.

Sometimes he thought, why didn't His Highness ask him?

Ask him why he wanted to kill those people.

Or is it because His Highness knows about him?

However, too much time has passed, and he himself is blurred, how does His Royal Highness know.

Baier was a little dazed.

"Here." Silroy specially selected a grilled fish with few fish bones and handed it to Baier.

Baier looked up at His Highness, wanting to speak, but he didn't know when to start.

Seeing Baier, Xiluoyi suddenly touched Baier's glass lightly with the cup, and there was a crisp sound. Xiluoyi's voice was free and easy: "Don't talk about it if you don't want to talk about it, and don't recall it if you don't want to remember it. Anyway, how do you feel comfortable? .”

"Sometimes it's not such a heinous thing to be nice to yourself."

"When things are over, I'll take you home."

Baier's lips trembled, and he suddenly lowered his head.

Siloy panicked a little.

Baier raised his head and grinned. He had a hideous feeling when he saw it suddenly. His current appearance was really not good-looking, his long eyelashes were filled with bright red, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in blood mist, which smelled very bloody. full-bodied.

Siloy thought for a while, then patted his head lightly: "It's okay, I'm here."

As a great demon king, he will protect his people.

Baier's voice was hoarse, and the blood on his eyelashes trembled and fell, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face: "I'm fine." After a while, he said: "Those who killed me back then, their souls were killed. I put it in the Opal mirror."

"That's it." Siroy nodded: "That mirror is quite useful."

Baier looked in a trance, he had forgotten a lot about the past, and the memory in his head was also a little confused. When new memories appeared, the old ones were stuffed into the back of his mind. If there was no stimulation, he rarely recalled the past , but now the memory seems to be flooding over, making his head ache.

Baier murmured, "I was born in an ordinary small village. It was winter, but my father said that when I was born, all the flowers in the neighborhood were in bloom, which is a symbol of good luck."

"Later, I really seemed to have good luck. The deer in the mountains would bow their heads when they saw me, and the birds would sing for me."

"The people in the village just asked me to attract them and then kill them."

Hearing this, Siroy pursed his lips, feeling a little depressed.

"Because of this reason, my father and mother liked me very much. He asked me to go into the mountains with the hunters in the village. After I got the prey, those hunters would give them a small half. The family life gradually improved, and they stopped working."

"But I don't like it," Byer said here, repeating: "I don't like this."

"After I resisted, my father and mother didn't like me anymore, and even the villagers who were nice to me didn't like me anymore."

"I was locked up, and they would let me out when I was obedient."

Baier bit his hand subconsciously, the blood in his eyes was thick, like ink that could not be melted, with shocking hatred: "Then one day, my father and mother tied me up and dragged me towards the mountain. Go, they got a lot of prey that day. At night, my father apologized to me. I didn't accept it. I was beaten by him with a whip, and the blood flowed all over the place. The next day, they found my blood surrounded by rabbits. and birds."

"Since that day, I have completely lost my freedom."

"They carry my blood. No matter where they go, good things happen. After getting rich, every villager lives a good life."

"I thought they were going to let me go."

"But they didn't."

"They are no longer satisfied with a small village, they want a better life."

"Father and mother stand together, and behind them are the villagers, everyone, everyone is biting my flesh and drinking my blood." Baier said here, his teeth clenched, and his voice was hoarse: "The village has changed. Towns become towns, towns become cities.”

"But they still haven't let me go."

"Those people imprisoned me and never allowed others to know my existence. They changed from villagers to rich men, surrounded by servants, ate food that they had never enjoyed before, and lived in luxurious and luxurious houses, but they built An iron cage, which feeds me with good wound medicine every day, like a domestic animal, if I get better, I will be bled and cut!"

"Greed makes people crazy. They eat my food and drink my food, but I bite their flesh and blood in turn. They can't stand it anymore. My father saw me crawling out of the iron cage and out of control, so he teamed up with other people to divide me alive." dead."

When he said this, Byer's eyes were about to split open, his whole body twitched, his blood was spreading, his fingertips were bloody, and his bones were exposed. He looked out the door, as if he saw those humans on the boat, his teeth were clenched tightly, and blood was streaming from the corners of his lips. : "If there really are gods, why did those villagers do a lot of evil but no one got retribution, and I never hurt anyone, but the ending was so miserable!"

Siroy took a deep breath, feeling like he was going to be unable to breathe.

He clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't even notice that his nails went deep into his palms, because his heart was throbbing in pain.

Baier showed a strange smile: "I'm dead, but I'm not dead."

"My good luck is indeed gone, but after I died, I became a cursed body of bad luck."

"They didn't expect that I would take revenge. All those who have eaten my flesh and drank my blood will not die well, and so will their descendants."

"I collected my body, then killed the people in the inner city, and burned them all."

"Drawing a few howling souls into the abyss."

Baier closed his eyes, with blood dripping from his eyelashes: "As long as I suffer the pain of dismemberment, I will not forgive them, and everyone will be buried with me until all their descendants die. "

"Even if I am no longer in Azeric, my curse will still not disappear. One day I am alive, this curse will be imprinted in their blood, and it will be useless to escape anywhere."

"Everyone has to pay the price! No one can escape this fate!"

Baier opened his eyes, his eyes were red.

Siroy walked in front of him, stared at Baier's ghostly face, and finally said softly, "I see."

All the villains on this ship cannot escape.

People in the world often feel pity for the descendants of those wicked people because of the strength of the victims today, but they don't realize that this is another kind of harm to the victims.

But why?

Why can't the victim raise his blade of revenge and can only be slaughtered.

What was obtained by stepping on the blood of others also needs to be repaid with blood.

Syloy's eyes were as cold as ice.