Quickly put on the male god, you are so good

Chapter 252 Death is coming (1)

Started with nothing.

There was fear in the woman's eyes, "No, no... I still have more." The woman seemed to be in a madness and kept touching the empty box.

The matchbox was instantly torn apart by her, and scraps of paper were scattered all over the floor.

The woman lay on the ground frantically and kept groping with her hands. After groping, she suddenly stopped moving.

The woman raised her head, just in time to see a half-shattered mirror on the low table, and she clearly saw that her pupils gradually lost focus and turned into a dot.

"what--"

The woman covered her face in panic, screaming through her throat.

Suddenly there was a sticky touch on the hand, and the woman saw blood gushing from her eye sockets in the mirror.

She wants to get up, she wants to run away.

But the woman's feet didn't have the slightest strength to support her to stand up, she fell to the ground in despair, her hands fell towards the door unwillingly.

Vaguely, she seemed to see a person wearing a black cloak and holding a sickle getting closer...

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Recently, more and more people have died inexplicably at night in the small town, and the methods of death are also horrifying. For a while, people in the town were panicked, fearing that they would be the next to die tragically.

The town seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of black air, the sun was not allowed to come in, and there were many crows standing on the trees at unknown times.

Crows are an ominous symbol, and people in the town tried to drive them away more than once. They set various traps and cremated the crows they caught.

Unexpectedly, the crow died, and a natural disaster followed.

The disaster killed almost half of the people in the town, and the originally prosperous town began to wither.

On this day, the old mayor called all the surviving people in the town to hold a meeting.

"This natural disaster is the anger of the gods!"

A gray-haired old man slowly walked to the front of the crowd leaning on a cane.

His words caused the people's voice to be restless.

No one doubted, no voice questioned.

Even if this group of people were atheists not long ago, a disaster in just a few days can erase a person's faith.

The old man waved his hand in mid-air to show everyone to be quiet.

After the restlessness of the crowd subsided, he said again:

"This natural disaster is because we killed the crow god and angered the gods, so we punished us with natural disasters."

The old man's eloquence is very touching.

"What do we need to do to eliminate the wrath of the gods?"

Someone in the crowd quickly echoed that no one wanted to live this kind of fearful life again.

The old man seemed to hesitate.

When people saw him like this, they became anxious.

"Why should it fall on us! Hunting and killing the crow god is obviously the idea of ​​the hunter of the Gu family!"

"That's right, I said, why did the family die overnight, leaving only an orphan girl, and the feeling is the revenge of the gods."

The echoes rose from wave to wave.

After getting the result he wanted, the old man raised the corners of his lips slightly in a hidden corner that no one could notice, and then he looked at a sobbing little girl standing in front of him with pitiful eyes.

She stood far away from everyone. To be precise, no one wanted to stand with this unlucky child.

"Everyone be quiet." The old man said again, "If you want the gods to forgive us, the only solution is to offer our sincerity to the gods."

"Is it to sacrifice animals?"

"But now where there are still, they are all dead..."

"No, no, I heard that gods generally use women as sacrifices."

This voice silenced everyone.

(End of this chapter)