Wherever you look, thick black smoke from the war is rising from the village. The harmonious and comfortable village has long lost its former beauty, but has become fragmented. Even though it is far away, Siyu can't help but notice.
You can faintly hear the cries coming from the village, as well as the smell of blood.
"Ah!" Siyu suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar formed a wave of air that scattered the surrounding white clouds.
Ares stood behind Siyu, clenching his teeth, and the anger on his face was undisguised, "It's the Demon Cult. It must be the Demon Cult that looted the village. Boss, we are still a step too late." Aris
Si's painful cry was more like a sharp sword, piercing into Siyu's heart. There was another roar, and Siyu kicked hard. Amidst the mournful cry of the mythical beast, Siyu soared into the sky,
The Divine Lord Sword in his hand quickly flew to Siyu's feet with an indigo light, carrying Siyu flying towards the village in the distance.
Siyu has never flown so fast before. The beautiful memories in her memory were re-read, and faces were unearthed from the depths of memory. Grandpa, Ares, Dongzi, Xiaoyu... those faces
Her young face and hearty laughter seemed to be just yesterday. In my memory, it was the happiest three years that Siyu had spent, but now... they have all been trampled under the iron hooves of the Demon Cult. Siyu cannot forgive, where
It is the last pure land in Siyu's heart. What the Demon Cult tramples on is Siyu's hope. All this must be repaid with blood.
In the air, a blue sword flew forward at a speed invisible to the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, Siyu had already flown over the village. Looking down from a high altitude, the shocking scene made Siyu even more excited.
The heart is as gray as death.
Eighty percent of the houses here have been affected by the war, and the brown-black soil on the ground has been dyed thick red. God knows how much blood is needed to make the ground look like this. Siyu quickly looked down at the sky. There was no one, even
There was not a single body, and there was nothing but a mess on the ground... It was like a deserted village.
Siyu fell to the ground with a sense of uneasiness, holding the Divine Sovereign Sword tightly in his hand. Siyu maximized his spiritual consciousness and carefully inspected every inch of the land here.
Suddenly, Siyu's eyes fell on a still intact private house on the roadside. Turning around, Siyu kicked open the door and rushed in.
As soon as he entered the room, the first thing that hit his nose was the strong smell of blood. Then, a scene of hell-like horror entered Siyu's heart. The whole room was filled with corpses. Those
The ferocious face and the silent pupils turned into corpses without warmth. After a brief shock, Siyu quickly came to his senses, and without any hesitation, he began to pull the corpse away from his feet and start scolding him.
Soon, all the corpses at the feet were counted. There were 86 corpses in total. Among them, there were only 18 corpses belonging to the villagers in the small village. The others were all members of the Demon Cult. These corpses were taken down from the battlefield and placed randomly. There were also corpses beside the house.
There were some haystacks, which seemed to be used for cremating corpses. It could be seen that someone came to deal with them afterwards, but the person who handled them seemed to be in a hurry and did not place the corpses well. They just threw them together casually. Siyu leaned over
After carefully looking at a corpse, Siyu could conclude from the spots on the corpse to the degree of rigor mortis that these people died no more than ten hours, which showed that the war had just ended. But, who survived?
went?
Siyu lived with his grandfather and the others in this village for three years when he was a child. Siyu knew that the village had a population of about a hundred households, but now there were only 18 corpses of villagers. Where were the others? Where had they gone?
This question lingers in Siyu's mind. Siyu naturally hopes that these people were not killed, but where are the survivors? "Could it be that they were captured by the Demon Cult?" This possibility is very high, although lying down
The Corpse Demon Cult here accounts for the majority, but there is also a Demon King Lei Xiao and three Demon Lords in the Demon Cult. They are extremely powerful. It is extremely easy to capture a group of villagers. But why did the Demon Cult capture them?
They are just ordinary civilians.
Many thoughts were swirling in Siyu's mind. Suddenly, Siyu gritted his teeth and rushed out of the house without looking back. The only thing Siyu had to do now was to chase down the remnants of the Demon Cult. By then everything would be clear.
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Stepping out of the room, Siyu was so anxious that he didn't notice that a thin line had appeared on the edge of the door under his feet. Unknowingly, Siyu hurriedly stepped on the thin line. Suddenly, a clear whistle came from
There was a sound above Siyu's head. When Siyu looked up, he was shocked to find an iron net with countless barbs falling from the sky. If he was caught in this iron net and pulled, just the iron hooks on the net could tear off several people.
Ten pounds of meat.
Instinctively, Siyu's body-protecting true flames quickly rose up, attaching a protective film to his body. Siyu quickly ducked down, and the Divine Lord Sword in his hand carried a huge blue sword energy, blowing the
The iron net was chopped into pieces. "Whoosh!" Before Siyu could take back the Divine Lord Sword in his hand, countless sharp arrows that were cut into extremely short lengths flew out from all around. Subconsciously, Siyu rolled on the spot and made a
Defensive posture. He fell into a trap inexplicably, which made Siyu feel strange. The rain of arrows in the sky seemed to have eyes, constantly greeting Siyu. Those short arrows had blood grooves, and the arrows were smeared with blue.
Poison, as long as you are not careful and are touched by a poisonous arrow, you may die instantly. Siyu did not block it, but maximized his body-protecting true flame, letting the semi-substantial body-protecting true flame
Yan Yan went to block these short arrows. But soon, Siyu realized what a stupid decision this was. These short arrows seemed to be thrown by someone's internal force, and they were extremely powerful. The most terrifying thing was that the arrows were smeared on
The venom is so overbearing that it can actually melt Siyu's body-protecting true flame. If Siyu's true energy wasn't so deep, he might have turned into a hedgehog covered in thorns at this moment.
After resisting the next round of unknown arrows, a cry of killing suddenly rang out from all around. Dozens of people like refugees poured out from incredible places, holding simple daily utensils in their hands, and attacked Siyu
.From the eyes of those people, Siyu saw a kind of toughness and fearlessness that can only be exuded by masters.
Siyu's sharp eyes soon discovered that there were many familiar faces in the crowd. Dongzi, who was regarded as a "love rival" at the time, was also mixed in the crowd. Now Dongzi has grown up and is more mature. He is more than two meters tall.
He had the demeanor of his teacher Ares. After finding the friend he had lived with in the past, Siyu's sad heart improved a little. He quickly jumped out of the crowd as fast as he could. Siyu took back the Divine Lord Sword in his hand,
He shouted loudly to the crowd: "Folks, take a closer look. I am Siyu, not your enemy."
Siyu's shouts quickly reacted, and the villagers' attack came to an abrupt end. Everyone looked at Siyu, who was dressed in colorful clothes, with vigilance. Dongzi was the first to react, separated from the crowd and walked out to confront Siyu.
Looking at her thick sword-shaped eyebrows, Dongzi said coldly: "Are you really Siyu?"
"Yes, Brother Dongzi, I am really Siyu." Siyu was overjoyed and quickly wanted to rush over and give everyone a bear hug. But as soon as Siyu took a small step, he was hit by the broad sword in Dongzi's hand.
He forced him back. "Brother Dongzi, what are you doing? Don't you recognize me?" Siyu looked at this former love rival in a daze, and glanced behind Dongzi. He couldn't remember the names of the villagers.
Although the appearance has changed, Siyu can still call out their names one by one. But... now everyone's faces are full of...
There was a strong murderous aura, and the eyes that looked at him were extremely alert.
"Humph, how can I guarantee that you are really Siyu? Maybe you are a spy from that group of demon sects!" Dongzi's voice revealed deep resentment. When Siyu heard this, he immediately understood the general idea, and his heart was filled with emotion.
He was anxious and wanted to explain something but was afraid that he would be too excited and cause them to misunderstand. The situation was deadlocked for a while.
Fortunately, Ares, who was lagging behind at this moment, also rushed over. While he was still in the air, Ares's rough voice floated down, "Is that Dongzi down there? I am Ares, and he is Siyu?"
Wrong, everyone can relax their vigilance!"
Immediately, under the gaze of the villagers, a huge firebird fell from the sky. On the back of the big bird, Ares, Mistress, and the funny old man-like Shenshen walked down one after another. Ares had recovered.
Although the original appearance was still dressed as a servant of the Ximen family, the aura still existed. As soon as Dongzi and others saw their former mentor, they all discarded their weapons, fell in front of Ares, and hugged him.
She hugged his legs and began to cry loudly, not showing the seriousness she had just now.
Of course, the villagers still remembered Ares' appearance. They were immediately happy to see whether the person coming was a friend or an enemy. They all stepped forward to hold Siyu's hand and watched silently with tears in their eyes.
The simplicity of the villagers has not changed.
Ares looked at the disciples who were kneeling at his feet, and immediately got angry. He kicked Dongzi away, and in front of everyone's astonished eyes, he shouted angrily: "You idiots, pick them all out for me."
Pick up weapons. As men, there are three things you must remember in this life. First, don't put down your weapons. Second, don't kneel down to others easily. Third, don't show your weakness in front of anyone.
If I were your enemy, I could have killed you tens of millions of times just now. Now, get the fuck out of here, take your weapons, and let me see that you are real men and real warriors."
Dongzi and others looked crazy, picking up their weapons from the ground, lining up in a neat line, trying to straighten their backs, and looking at their mentor.
Ares nodded with satisfaction, "This looks good, Dongzi, come out and answer a few questions for me."
"Yes!" Dongzi took a big step and walked out of the team.
Ares glanced at Siyu, and after getting the other party's approval, he cleared his throat and asked loudly to Dongzi in front of him: "Tell me first, what happened here, where is your old village chief?"
"Wow!" Dongzi was a strong man. After hearing Ares's question, he broke down and cried again. The surrounding villagers also sobbed softly at this moment. Looking at the tears in their eyes, Ah
Reese couldn't bear to take back the scolding that had just come to his lips.
Half a day later, under Dong Zigan's narration, Siyu and others finally understood the whole process of the matter.