After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

But Mrs. Sikovia did not give Ann Lane a chance to make her own suggestions and considerations.

Because when he stepped into the hall where the tribe was, everything had already begun.

The hall, which was originally quaint but has been poorly maintained due to gradual poverty, is covered with a layer of strange fine sand, which feels a little unstable when stepped on, but this is not the point.This kind of special black and white fine sand is almost everywhere, even in the hall, those people with different expressions but all deadlocked and motionless are also covered with this kind of sand.

That's right, the people in those families in the hall, who were supposed to be more troublesome in the eyes of Ann Ryan, and who had to spend their time dealing with them, are all deadlocked and motionless now, as if they were petrified. Only those pairs of eyes are still rolling, expressing the owner's emotions.

In the middle of the crowd, Mrs. Sikovia, the only one who was still able to move, dragged a strange scepter in her hand, and looked at her son with a very pale face.

The door behind him was closed unconsciously, and apart from Mrs. Sikovia, there was only Anlaine, the only person who could move.

He took a step back subconsciously, and his heels touched the door, but there was no sound.

Mrs. Sikovia's gentle, but no longer friendly voice rang in her son's ears.

"My boy, my Ann Lane, come here quickly."

The expression on Anlan's face was a little complicated. His feet seemed to be stuck to something, and they were frozen on the ground, as if they weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't move half a step at all.

He dare not go over.

Not out of fear of being in the same situation as the rest of the family, but out of fear of being the only one out of the family—the one to suffer.

Because, as the son of Mrs. Sikovia, Ann Lane knows more than anyone else how much the other party values ​​the family.Mrs. Sikovia is a person who would rather sacrifice herself than to choose the continuation and vitality of the Baozhen family, and she has been instilling the same thoughts in her son for many years.

If Anlan hadn't had a previous life from modern society, he would have been brainwashed by his mother long ago, and he would also become a person who is willing to give everything for the family.

But there are no ifs, so An Ryan quickly saw through everything and couldn't move his legs at all.

He clearly realized that it is impossible for Mrs. Sikovia to do something to the members of her family in the current scene, so the only possibility is that those black and white fine sands are the protection of the family members. And the only one who was excluded—he was the one who was really going to suffer.

Anlan first admitted his selfishness, he would never be able to sacrifice himself for the sake of the family.

Faced with the current situation, his first reaction was to turn around and try to push open the door behind him.

In this world with magic, even if the family does not rest in magic, he still has some basic qualities of extraordinary magic society.

Assuming that he is in a sacrificial circle, or other similar magic circles that belong to a many-to-one relationship, then when one part of it does not appear, the magic circle will not have any impact on other parts .

As long as he has time to withdraw, no matter what preparations Mrs. Sikovia has made or what she tries to do, it will have nothing to do with him.

But if there is no if, his mother has already been fully prepared, and can do anything for the continuation of the family, including being cruel to her son.

Mrs. Sikovia's voice sounded leisurely: "Don't be so resistant, my child..."

"Have you seen those clansmen? Have you seen their pain and despair? The family is getting more and more declining. The former glory is like the brightest crown on our heads, but time has worn the crown to almost decay Unbearable, only the injection of new power can make that crown bloom with new vitality."

"I originally thought that you would be the brightest jewel that lights up the crown—of course, you will eventually become one, but it is impossible to polish a crown with only one jewel. So, I went through all the ancient books, and finally found a suitable method that is good for everyone, my child."

Anlan tried to hit the door but failed, turned around and looked at his mother with a cold expression, and looked at all the clansmen present with an indescribable indifference, trying hard to remember every look on their faces.

Sarcasm, schadenfreude, sadness, pity, and some who want to help themselves.

Anlan took a deep breath, looked up at his mother who was standing in the center of everyone, rationality allowed him to barely maintain the behavior of a child, but his voice was still a few degrees colder.

"This will definitely not be a good way for everyone. Don't deceive yourself, Lord Patriarch." The final address was rusty and indifferent, but Ann Lane knew that Mrs. Sikovia would not care about this, because she was very I am proud of my identity, and I have always asked my children to call themselves this way in the past.

She smiled softly, with a few drops of tired sweat on her face, obviously, holding the things in her hands made her feel very tired.

"No, my child, it won't. I believe that you have amazing power. No matter what you do, it is impossible to make this gem of yours no longer shine. The God of Light has never given up on our family, You must be the one sent by him to save our family and lead our family to glory."

"So, even if it's the next thing, you must be able to bear it. You will still be bright, leading all of us forward, and restoring the glory of the family!"

Mrs. Sikovia's eyes became brighter and brighter, she showed a somewhat crazy smile, and raised the staff in her hand high.

The magic circle under the feet, covered by the black and white fine sand, gradually revealed their shapes, and golden lines gradually lit up, quickly covering the entire hall.

Under the unbelievable eyes of everyone, the black and white fine sand on their bodies seemed to have absorbed something, and gradually turned black step by step, and gathered bit by bit.

And from this moment on, Anlan found that he could no longer control his body.

No wonder the people in those families couldn't move.He is now like a puppet with only consciousness, and he can't even feel his limbs.He can only clearly recognize the existence of the brain, and even try his best to mobilize the dou qi that has appeared on his body, but he can only vaguely feel the heavy body.

He could only watch himself helplessly, being lifted up to the center of the entire magic circle by a strange force, and then the black fine sand seemed to be endless, rolling towards him like a sandstorm, and blended into his body .

In my ear is still the joyful voice of the person who only has family in his eyes, and who bears the name of mother.

"I believe you can. You have special powers that can easily cancel the curse of the inheritors in the family. Since the power in your body can cancel the curse, even if you gather all the curses of the family, you can It can definitely be offset - in this way, countless talented children will emerge, and our family will become more and more brilliant."

Anlan stared at her indifferently, the affection in his eyes was extinguished little by little. He felt the darkness gradually overflowing from his body, and suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

Then came the last voice of Mrs. Sikovia.

"What are you talking about? Allen's fighter talent has disappeared, so he can only practice magic?...It's okay, he won't remember what happened today, I used that thing...even if it doesn't work, it's okay, Sikovia After all, it is the Dou Zhe family, he will realize the importance of the existence of excellent clan members, especially since he cannot obtain magical help..."