Arthur noticed that he was too close to Ugor, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body. He took a few steps back to the body. He suppressed his nausea and searched for things that could prove the identity of the body until he found a coin in the jacket pocket of the body.
The withered winter ears confirmed that this person was indeed a former resident of Woswo Village. Only Woswo Village would bring a winter ear as a symbol to the villagers when they were buried. Mrs. Michelle specially gave it to the villagers when they entered the village.
The people in the team have spread the knowledge.
Arthur put Dongsui back into the corpse's pocket and said: "No matter what, it seems that someone has really discovered the mysterious Temple of Life. However, it can actually resurrect corpses so far away. The power left by the Goddess of Life
It’s really unimaginable.”
"Who told you that Isis is a goddess? Isis is a beast god, and a hermaphrodite creature. It is said that Isis has descendants, but I don't know who they are." Ugor patted the falling snow off his body, and said
There is a question, why did this man come to us? My guess is that it is because of the elemental power in our bodies. But this is not absolute. Neither you nor I have used elemental power, and even the elemental detection stick cannot detect our existence.
"
"What should we do now? It seems there is no chance to sleep well." Arthur stood up and looked at the woodshed with the door smashed, and asked Ugor for his opinion.
"If we're not sleepy, I think we can go to the cemetery and have a look. All the relics of gods have their own distance restrictions. I think Isis's relics are no exception. This corpse obviously climbed out of the village cemetery.
Yes, you can see that there are traces of broken nails on his hands. They were probably dug out of the soil." Ugor put his hands on his waist and looked left and right at the snow. "While the traces he left have not been covered by the heavy snow,
Hurry up and search for the graveyard in Woswo Village. It is estimated that more than one corpse has awakened. Before dawn, we must solve this riot as soon as possible and don't involve ordinary people."
Arthur agreed with Ugor. The relics of gods are more related to the world of wizards. Ordinary people have to consider that life and even war are difficult enough, coupled with the impact of unnatural events... "Let's go a little further."
The snow on the slopes is as deep as the calves." Arthur gritted his teeth and carried only the upper body of the body. In front of the woodshed, only the chopped-off flat lower limbs and rivet boots were slowly filled with snow.
The heavy snow made Arthur and Ugor's progress extremely difficult. Fortunately, the cold could not affect the two of them, but the heavy snow was hindering their progress. Arthur lifted up his sleeves and covered his eyes to stay calm in the wind and snow.
To identify Ugor's position ahead, Ugor's sense of smell, hearing and vision were all relied upon by the two of them to move forward in the blizzard.
There were no traces of where the body came from on the snow. Arthur couldn't see anything five meters away. The body he was carrying on his back kept leaning. Fortunately, the place where he was injured by the two men began to freeze.
The disgusting corpse liquid did not continue to flow out.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe an hour. When Arthur’s hands and feet began to suffer from frostbite and he could no longer move his feet, Ugor stopped and stood on a slightly higher ground.
Looking down the slope, Arthur struggled to get close to Ugor. His body had always maintained a constant temperature, and the wood elemental power that had been flowing in his blood had stagnated.
Ugor briefly glanced at Arthur. At this time, Arthur's legs were trembling, but his eyes did not waver. Ugor's eyes returned to the slope again, "It's here, the smell of corpses, but the situation is not optimistic."
When Arthur heard this, he concentrated on looking at the place covered by the drifting snow at his feet. Before it snowed, this place should have been a well-lit flat land with only a small slope on one side and many branches buried in the snow around it.
, it seems that it should belong to another tree species that is prevalent in the southern continent, the branches of the jelly tree. What Ugor is talking about now refers to the fact that there are many scratching and crawling marks on the snow at this time, and there is also a female corpse trying to climb.
When she came out of the snow, except for the huge blood hole on her back, she looked just like a living person from a distance. And judging from the messy handprints and footprints on the snow, it was definitely not just this female corpse that had been resurrected, and they were missing.
More troublesome.
"Let's act separately, Arthur. Now it seems that we are lucky that there is only one corpse to find us. I don't know what purpose these corpses follow. Maybe they are returning to the place where they were alive. What we can do now
Only those who protect this village and the charity convoy can try to find the source if possible." Ugor shook the ice off his beard, then grabbed the man's body that Arthur was carrying and threw it into the ground at his feet.
In the deep snow, it hit the female corpse who was trying to climb out of the snow accurately, smashing both corpses into the snow at the same time.
Arthur didn't even have time to stop him. Ugor had already gone down the slope to the Worsworth Village Cemetery to search for information about the body of the 'runaway'. Then it was time for him to take action. What worried Arthur the most was that
Brynn's situation. But with such heavy snow, how can I find the house where Brynn lives?
...
Brynn was awakened by the sound of shaking glass in this empty room. She was wearing a pure white silk nightgown and a nightcap. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the frost-covered and leaky glass next to her. She was annoyed.
Despite the bad weather, the wind was still strong outside, and Teacher Fleur was sleeping soundly inside the warm room. Brynn got up and found some newspapers from the room that could block the glass holes, and covered them on the glass. She never thought about the hot breath she exhaled.
A layer of mist formed on the glass, and Brynn, who was slightly asleep, became playful and wrote Arthur's name on the glass. Unfortunately, she didn't know Arthur's last name, and Brynn was a little annoyed.
There was a sound of the door being opened at the door of the empty house. Brynn looked towards the door. It must be early in the morning. Who would knock on the door at this time? Brynn sat cross-legged on the bed, faintly worried, and was considering whether to open the door.
At that time, Teacher Fleur was awakened by the noise. She looked at Brynn sitting on the bed in confusion and asked vaguely:
"Miss Brynn...is there someone knocking on the door?"
"Maybe, but it's snowing outside and it's still early in the morning. Who's knocking on the door?"
Teacher Fleur has always been known in the charity school for being carefree. She has never had a good impression of the old gods, and even went so far as to doubt their existence. She picked up her nightgown and walked out of bed to the door. Brynn tried her best to stop her.
Reciting the values of the new era, he opened the door. After that, a man's body, whose face was covered with wriggling maggots and whose body had begun to rot, grabbed Fleur's neck with snow-covered hands.
Fleur didn't even have time to scream. The corpse's hands were so strong that she couldn't break free. It was Brynn who picked up the candlestick on top of the bed and swung it hard on the corpse's head to save Teacher Fleur who was almost strangled to death.
In shock, Fleur protected her neck and stepped back several steps, bumping into the bedside table in the empty room before falling to the ground. Brynn waved the candlestick repeatedly, but the corpse was not afraid of the copper product at all, and punched Brynn in the abdomen.
There was no time to defend. After the punch, Brynn covered her abdomen and retched, and the candlestick fell aside. The strength of this female body was really strong. When Fleur saw this, she finally couldn't control herself and screamed loudly.
Now is not the time to panic... Brynn hunched over and retreated quickly to avoid the attack range of the corpse, while looking for all available weapons around her.
The candlestick was at its feet, the newspaper was not powerful enough, and the suitcase was not flexible enough... Brynn quickly sifted through the weapons and finally saw a bed board beside Teacher Fleur's bed, which had fallen off Teacher Fleur's bed.
I thought it was caused by my weight and I was angry for a long time.
"Teacher Fleur, throw the bed board to me!" Brynn stretched out her hand to Fleur, but the corpse in front of her sped up and pounced on Brynn. Brynn turned around and kicked the corpse in the abdomen, but it had little effect, so she had to take advantage of the situation.
He fell backwards and fell to the ground in pain to avoid the attack of the corpse.
Teacher Fleur finally reacted from the scream, but was too panicked to pick up the bed board. Brynn had to crawl to Fleur's side, picked up the bed board, shouted and hit the body hard, and the wooden bed board hit the body very quickly.
It was broken into two pieces, but the body staggered a few steps to one side because of this, giving way to the front door. Brynn grabbed Fleur, picked up the two thick clothes hanging by the bed, and rushed out the door.
"Teacher Fleur! Go to Mrs. Michelle for help!" Brynn gasped and put on one of the thick clothes. Without shoes, the soles of her feet turned red instantly. She quickly closed the door of the empty house tightly.
The corpse inside was not allowed to come out, and the door was allowed to be smashed and banged.
After hearing this, Fleur turned around and ran to the house next door, but she heard several wailings not far away, and a new victim appeared. Brynn's hands also began to hurt, and she was unable to hold the two wooden doors anymore.
At this moment, a slightly cold but flesh-and-blood body reached out from behind Bryn and walked around Bryn to hold the door tightly.
"Mrs. Michelle's house should be fine, but some villagers' houses have been attacked. It's very cold outside. Brynn, hurry up and borrow some clothes from Mrs. Michelle." Her trembling teeth were chattering, but her tone made Bu Lin
Lin felt particularly relieved. Brynn raised her head slightly and looked behind her. Arthur, whose nose was red from the cold, finally found Brynn's whereabouts.