rose nursery rhyme

For almost everyone in the exiled land, the period from the completion of the preparations to the waiting for the sacrifice to start is quite happy.

They have done all the work they can do and completed all the preparations. The next thing they can do is to wait and pray to the abyss.

The way of praying is also very simple. The huge wicker man has been built, using a very clever construction technique. offerings were thrown in.

Anything is fine—anyway, the ultimate object of their sacrifice is the abyss, and the wanderers are very open-minded. The abyss will definitely not covet their little sacrifice, and the most important thing is the sincerity in the sacrifice.

Make a wish sincerely, and then work hard to realize the wish in the following days. The symbolic meaning of the wicker man is greater than the reality, that is, the lack of entertainment in the exiled land, everyone gets together every now and then to have a good time.

The atmosphere outside the Big Mushroom Castle was full of joy. The deadly contract on the goblin had been lifted, but he was still very worried. He sat on the stool with his head down, twitching his fingers nervously.

There was no one in Mushroom Castle, Kerry was not in the mood to entertain guests, so he simply invited them out,

Since the two of them moved in, Xi Di had never seen a happy expression on the goblin's face. The child even wondered if Kerry had grown up like this, with his brows tightly locked and the corners of his mouth drooping.

After thinking about it, I think it shouldn't be the case. If this is the case, then the goblin race is too miserable.

Kerry was very anxious: "Is this really possible?"

There was a little bird standing on the back of Bryce's hand, and he was gracefully stroking the fluff on the top of the bird's head with his fingers: "You don't believe me?"

Even from the perspective of Bryce's ability, it is impossible for Kerry not to believe him, but this kind of blind trust is one thing, and the deep-rooted fear of the big devil and resistance to death are another.

Even with a buffer of more than 100 years, Kerry still didn't feel ready to face death.

Maybe he'll never be ready.

Kerry was very depressed, turning around on the ground, still muttering: "I have already told him that I will offer him a sacrifice as you said, and I have already thrown the sacrifice into the wicker man. I'm just waiting for tomorrow... Is there anything else I've overlooked? Is there anything else I can do? If..."

The goblin's voice became lower and lower, and in the end it almost turned into a murmur, but the content remained the same. He repeatedly reviewed what he had done, wondering if there were any other arrangements that he hadn't considered.

Like a fish trapped in a fishbowl.

Sheedy: "You mind him, he's scaring himself to death."

The child doesn't care about the safety of the goblin, but if Kerry scares himself to death in advance, then their subsequent arrangements will be in vain.

Xi Di really wanted to see what would happen to that big bat-like demon.

Kerry was still circling on the spot, Brice didn't look at him, just looked at Sidi, smiled: "Okay."

He didn't do anything, and even the little bird standing on the back of his hand was undisturbed. He tucked his head into his feathered wings and dozed quietly.

However, Kerry's footsteps stopped immediately.

The goblin raised his head, and there was a mysterious and happy smile on that green face. The whole person was peaceful and happy, as if he had completely forgotten what he was worried about just now, and walked out with erratic steps, saying: "What I'm so worried? The sky is falling and the people on the ground are holding it up, so it won't fall on my head anyway. I'm going to take a bath, so you can..."

Xi Di: "..."

Xidi turned around, followed Kerry two steps, and came back, "You turned him into a fool."

Brice's smile remained unchanged: "I just let Mr. Kerry relax a little bit. You also said that excessive worrying is not good for his health."

Xi Di looked at him for a while, then commented: "Terrible."

I don't know if it's about people, or the power to manipulate people's hearts like Bryce.

In short, Bryce accepted all the orders, right as a child praising himself: "Thank you for your compliment."

Xi Di was curious again: "Can it be used on me?"

He also wanted to know what it was like to be controlled.

Unfortunately, Brice refused: "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it."

If he could, he would never do it.

All Xidi's 'feelings', whether love or hate, whether sad or happy, must come from the 'individual' of Bryce himself.

He just wants his truest reaction.

……

The next morning is the festival.

There is no sun in the Exiled Land, and time is measured by a ball of light suspended in the sky. The light and shade of the ball of light are controlled by magic, and can be synchronized with the ground, even more accurate than the sense of body on the ground.

Everyone gathered together, and the crowd formed a long line not far from the real abyss. In front of them was a huge wicker man made after many days of hard work——the closer it was, the bigger its size was. The feeling of oppression is stronger, standing on the ground, it is even difficult to see its whole picture.

It’s just that the wicker man’s stomach is filled with all kinds of sacrifices, and it’s hard to keep standing. He can only be restrained by a magic circle, carved on the ground, and many thick vines sprang out from it, binding the wicker man’s hands and feet. Stand it barely in front of the abyss.

People were very excited, and they had been looking forward to this scene for so long. All kinds of strange creatures were side by side, and they were surprisingly peaceful.

This is a spectacle that only the 'Exiled Land' can see.

Sidi mixed in the crowd, pointed to a creature with a skeleton outside its body, and half of its internal organs were completely transparent, and asked Brice, "Can that one be raised?"

Brice glanced at it, and gently refused, "...I'm afraid not."

"Oh." Xidi was a little disappointed, but he was not the kind of unreasonable kid, so he nodded: "Okay."

Forget it.

He turned his attention back to the wicker man in front of him.

Beside the wicker man stood a little dragon.

It's a girl, probably her bloodline is not pure, her body and face are still human body, but behind her is a long red tail, horns on her head, half of her face is covered by hideous scales, her right hand is a claw .

With human aesthetics, she is definitely not good-looking, but in the exiled land, this appearance can only be regarded as ordinary.

Banlong girl put her waist in with a smile, waved her hand briefly and rudely, and announced: "You can start making wishes!"

This is the last step before sacrificing an offering to the Abyss—or not.

Kerry's state has been adjusted back to Bryce, he took a deep breath nervously, closed his eyes, and muttered reverently in his heart.

Offer sacrifices to you.

I volunteer what you ask for.

I put it in the body of the wicker man.

Please take it, please accept me and make me your disciple.

Generally speaking, to perform black magic such as sacrifice, you need to cooperate with some magic circles or spells related to demons, so the chance of success will be higher.

However, the sacrifice this time was originally requested by the devil. In addition, everyone present prayed at the same time. The collective power gave Kerry some bonuses. Although he didn't realize it, it was already a very complete sacrificial process.

The goblin closed his eyes and bowed his head, repeating these words over and over, while sincerely hoping that Mammon would accept his sacrifice.

He offered that thing to the devil with all his heart.

All that's left is to wait.

Not long after, a voice sounded in his mind, like rough smoke, giving off a cold feeling: "Your master has heard your call, believer, I accept your sacrifice."

It became.

Kerry opened his eyes, looked up suddenly, and looked at the wicker man.

……

In fact, Mammon was already waiting by the side.

Although this would be detrimental to the status of a great demon, but a demon has no shame at all, and since no one can see him, it doesn't matter whether he is like a dog, waiting to be fed by believers.

Is that soul too pure and rare, or has he waited too long?

...It seems to be neither, and it seems to have a little bit.

Mammon didn't bother to figure it out, he only knew that he needed and had to get that soul, and it didn't matter what price he paid for it.

He is becoming impulsive and ignorant like those low-level creatures he once looked down upon.

It's a pity that his remaining sanity is not enough for him to realize this.

Kerry's call over and over again was transmitted to Mammon's mind through the contract, and the agreed conditions were gradually fulfilled. Mammon stared at the wicker man intently, and in the depths of this thing, he could see the unique one, whom he no matter How to also have to get the soul.

It is slowly emitting an ominous light.

That's right, it's that person.

Kerry did it - how did he do it?have no idea.Maybe it was drugged, maybe it was simply broken the person's hands and feet... It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

At the moment when the sacrifice was finally completed, Mammon turned into a cloud of black mist and got into the body of the wicker man.

Brice's fingers hanging by his side moved: "I'm hooked."

Sidi didn't pay attention to these details. The whole plan was formulated and implemented by Brice and Kerry, and the children didn't ask.

All he knew was that it had something to do with the wicker man: "What did you get hooked on? What did you put in it?"

Brace: "My stand-in."

The handicraft he bought casually on the side of the road.

He used his own strength to cover the outside, and poured in the dirtiest and darkest negative emotions, creating an illusion that he was inside the wicker man.

Anyway, the devil's recognition depends entirely on the soul. These things are in place, and the appearance is slightly different. By the time Mammon reacts, it will be too late.

Xidi nodded seriously and said, "I see, so the devil still has no eyes."

This kind of trick to fool a fool can only be fooled by a blind person.

Brice agreed this time: "You're right."

He said before that demons have weaknesses.

That's what made them and what made them fail.

Greed and arrogance.

The author says:

...Unexpectedly, why did I finish writing it now.

I passed out, and there will be another overhaul after the full text is finished~