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In the early morning, a rising sun shines slightly on the eastern horizon. It perseveres through the leafy forest and spreads its light on the forest floor. The forest, which was originally empty and empty, suddenly became lively with the chirping of birds. Many animals woke up and started a new life. day. please()

The sun also shines on Zhang Wei. His face is dull and his eyes are lifeless. His face and body are covered with red blood, and he does not look human. There were four khaki ground thorns in front of him, and they were all covered with blood. The top of one of them was holding a half-length foreigner. A large amount of blood followed the ground thorns and stayed on the ground. And that The foreigner was pale and dead.

The time for the "ground thorn" magic has come. The four ground thorns turned into a piece of soil and fell to the ground. Half of the body of the chariot also fell to the ground. A breeze came slowly from the forest and stirred up the surrounding airflow, bringing natural freshness. The smell of wind mixed with the rich blood penetrated Zhang Wei's nose, making him regain his consciousness. When Zhang Wei saw the scene in front of him again, he suddenly fell to his knees and began to vomit. However, he didn't eat much last night, and his ability to joke was amazing, so there were no food residues vomited out now.

Zhang Wei vomited like this for a long time, even vomiting out bile. He felt that his stomach was constantly twitching. After finally holding back the strong feeling of vomiting, Zhang Wei slowly raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him that was like Shura hell, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although the Hanged Man also died in his hands last time, he was covered up by the mutated ivy, so his feeling of killing was not strong. But today is different from the previous time. The foreigner in front of him not only died in his hands. , and he was cut off at the waist and died. This bloody scene gave him a huge psychological impact.

After Zhang Wei vomited, he felt a sense of weakness all over his body, but now he didn't know where he got the strength. He suddenly turned around and ran to a nearby creek in one breath. Then he took off all his clothes and jumped into the creek. In a small pool of water.

The temperature of the water in the mountains was extremely low in the early morning. The moment Zhang Wei entered the water, a cold feeling immediately swept through his body, giving him goosebumps all over his skin, but Zhang Wei couldn't care less about this coldness now. , just stirred up water and began to rub the blood on his body violently, as if washing away the blood would make him forget the bloody scene just now.

When Zhang Wei washed away the blood on his body, the sun had fully risen. The autumn sunshine was not as hot as in summer, but it still made him feel a little warm when it shone on Zhang Wei's body. Now Zhang Wei has calmed down. He walked out of the water, wiped his feet with the areas of his clothes that were not stained with blood, put on socks and shoes, wrapped all his clothes into a ball, and tied them up with his sleeves. Naked, he walked back in the direction he had just run from.

At this moment, Zhang Wei's face was cold. He knew that he had to go back and take care of the killer's body and the blood stains around it. Although this place was deep in the mountains, the road just now was obviously still for people to walk on. In case someone discovered that The killer's body went to the police, and he might be implicated. Although this possibility was very low, Zhang Wei still didn't want this to happen.

Coming to the bloody place again, Zhang Wei's cold face turned pale and his stomach was churning again, but this time he quickly endured the discomfort, picked up the two corpses of the chariot, and came to the forest. He found a place with lush vines, pulled out many of those vines, placed them on the corpse, and activated the magic "Savage Growth".

Under the influence of magic, the vines quickly rooted into the corpse and began to vigorously extract nutrients. However, in just ten seconds, the two corpses disappeared from the world. Although Zhang Wei saw the scene of this god, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even have any fluctuations in his heart. He just gathered the remaining clothes, weapons and other things that had not been decomposed by the vines into a pile, and used the chariot's clothes bag to carry it. , returned to a place full of blood.

The largest pool of blood has been covered up by the soil after the "Earth Sting" magic has expired. The rest are just splatters of blood. Zhang Wei wipes it with the soil bit by bit until all the conspicuous blood stains are gone. After everything was cleaned up, Zhang Wei carried his own clothes and the clothes of the chariot and headed towards his campsite.

"Zhang Wei, are you okay?" Elf Heart suddenly asked when Zhang Wei was halfway.

Zhang Wei didn't reply, just walked silently.

After a while, Elf Heart said again: "Zhang Wei, I can feel that your aura is very dark. I think you don't have to bear the psychological burden of killing someone. Think about it, if you didn't kill him just now, , he wants to kill you. If he kills you, do you think he will have a psychological burden? Absolutely not, because he is a person who specializes in killing people for a living. Think about it again, he is a killer, and his body will die. He has a strong aura, which shows that he has killed many people. If you can kill him, firstly, you will protect yourself, secondly, you will avenge those who died in vain at his hands, and thirdly, you will purify the world. Then why do you want to Is there any psychological burden?"

Although Zhang Wei was silent, he still listened to Elf Heart's words. His dull pupils flickered, and after a long time he said to Elf Heart: "What you said makes sense. Thank you for your persuasion. I will adjust my mentality." of."

Back at the camp, Zhang Wei found a new suit of clothes to wear, lit the fire again, threw his blood-stained clothes into the fire, and then untied the remaining items of the chariot. Wei poured out all the contents of the backpack, including passports, cards, U.S. dollars, and RMB, and threw them into the fire. He didn't know if these things had been tampered with, so it was better to destroy them. , he is not short of money anyway. There were some bottles and cans in the backpack. Zhang Wei couldn't figure out their purpose, so he dug a hole and buried them all.

In the end, there was only an iron plate with patterns and English letters and the "Bowie knife" used by the chariot. Zhang Wei thought for a while, put these two things aside, and then threw all the clothes into the fire. In the pile.

After finishing all this, it was already noon. Zhang Wei was not in the mood to live broadcast, so he went to the live broadcast platform and took a day off. Then he went to retrieve the sniper rifle and discarded pistol that the tank had left in the forest. He threw it into a deep pool of a creek and returned to the campsite.

Just walking back to the camp, Zhang Wei was still in a bad mood, but he accidentally felt that the fire was releasing a special wave. Before he could take any action, Elf Heart suddenly said, "Zhang Wei, Did you throw the holy object into the fire?"

After Elf Heart said this, Zhang Weicai suddenly remembered that he put the unicorn horn in the pocket of his camouflage uniform last night. He didn't pay attention when he came back just now, so he just threw the clothes into the fire.

"Damn it! It won't burn out, right?" Zhang Wei's attention was immediately diverted from the depression of killing people, and he quickly found a long branch, scattered the fire to pieces, and finally piled it on a pile of branches and leaves. Ashes found the horn.

However, at this time, the horn had become like a piece of black coal. Zhang Wei felt a thump in his heart and quickly pulled the horn out of the fire with a branch. He did not dare to pour water on it for fear of being exposed to the heat or cold. It's so explosive.

"Don't worry. If it can be burned by ordinary flames, the holy object is too fragile. It will definitely be fine." Elf Heart felt Zhang Wei's worry and said aloud.

Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and waited for a while before carefully picking up the horn from the ground and holding it in the palm of his hand. Zhang Wei found a wet wipe and was about to wipe away the black traces of the fire on his face. Unexpectedly, , with just a little bit of effort, a crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the horn in his hand, which made Zhang Wei's heart suddenly tighten and he did not dare to make any rash move.

But the cracks did not stop because of Zhang Wei's care. Instead, they grew larger and larger, spreading towards the entire horn, and even a small piece of black shell fell off from the horn.

"Damn it, Elf Heart, what is going on?"

The elf said: "Don't worry, I feel that the holy object is not damaged, it just recognizes its owner."

"Recognize the master? What do you mean?" Zhang Wei was confused.

"To put it simply, it is from now on that you officially own this sacred object, and it is also from now on that this sacred object can develop and play its true role as a god."

"I understand all the words you said, but I don't understand their meaning. Can you make it clearer?"

Elf Heart said: "The horn of this unicorn has been sacrificed and refined by humans. I have told you this many times, so it needs two methods to choose its owner again. One is to be subtle and always bring it with you. , when it adapts to your life magnetic field, it will naturally recognize its owner. This process may take one or two years. There is also a faster method, which is to use the lives of higher intelligent creatures such as elves, humans, dwarves, and orcs. Perform a blood sacrifice, but this method is too cruel. I am opposed to this. I didn't tell you. I didn't expect that you let the killer's blood get on the sacred object today, and accidentally sacrificed the sacred object with your blood. It seems that this It is also the arrangement of the goddess of nature.”

This time Zhang Wei understood, but he did not blame the Elf Heart for not telling him that holy objects could be sacrificed with blood to identify their owners, because even if he knew this method, he would not use it, which was against his principles as a human being.

Now that he knew that the horn was fine, Zhang Wei carefully cleaned off the black shell on the surface. When the black shell was gone, the white horn inside was exposed.

The horn seemed to have undergone some changes after the blood sacrifice. The horn used to be completely white, like an ivory with a few threads on the surface, and the color was dark. However, it was different after the blood sacrifice. Although the horn was still white, it was still white. In the gap between the threads, you can see a strand of red thread as thin as a human hair, and at the tip of the horn, there is a flickering light the size of a pinhead. If you don't pay attention, you might think it is reflection, but the biggest difference is that The surface of this horn has become smooth, like a layer of enamel. It looks warm and translucent overall, and it no longer has the astringent feeling it had before. After this change in the horn, even those who are not knowledgeable will know that this thing is extraordinary and it is undoubtedly more like a holy object.

Zhang Wei blew away the charred shell of the remaining parts of the horn one by one, and unexpectedly found two symbols at the bottom that he had never seen before. After carefully identifying them, he found that he didn't recognize them at all. He couldn't help but said strangely: "Heart of the Elf, this What do the two symbols mean?”

"The word for giants means - thunder punishment!" Elf Heart gave an explanation, but his tone contained anger.

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