The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"What do you think?"

He neither liked the king nor believed in God, and that never changed.

"Ha, it seems that you haven't changed much. Don't worry, I went to that place a few days ago, it's just nonsense."

Dax smiled. In this world, there are not many people like Sang who hate kings and gods, so the two of them have such a similar taste.

Even though they haven't seen each other for many years, the two bad friends still maintain the same essence and ideas. Because of this, there will be no gap in the communication across time.

While walking and chatting, they soon reached the gate of the village.

Dax shouted to the guards who were vigilantly pulling bows and arrows.

"It's me! Didn't I come here a few days ago? I don't remember! Call the village chief! I brought you a big client!"

[WEB] Part2: Do not change

"This, is the Master Magician."

Sang nodded, and looked at the village head in front of him calmly.

A head of sparse white short hair, a scrawny body bent and hunchbacked, dull pupils dry and deep, making the whole face even more skinny, as if it would fall apart like a built-up building block toy if you push it casually.

And in this small village called Snake Village, the old man who looks like a living corpse in front of him is the leader and speaker of this place.

And behind him, four tall and strong bodyguards wearing various armor parts picked up from nowhere, watching them silently and vigilantly.

"Well, here's a list of things I want, how do you like this?"

He placed a palm-sized soul block in front of the village head, so many souls are enough for the entire village to live for a while.

The village chief naturally had no reason to refuse.

And looking at that pure white soul, greed and desire visible to the naked eye flashed in his eyes, and some arrogant thoughts arose to some extent.

"uh-huh."

And "accidentally", the exile's broadsword in Dax's hand fell to the ground lightly, the thick and bright knife light was stained with blood, coupled with Sang's indifferent expression, the village chief quickly dispelled his thoughts .

"Of course, thank you, Mister Sorcerer, but it will take some time to collect the amount you want."

"So today, please stay in the village for a day."

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A hundred meters away on the left side of the village, there is a rather huge cave, and this is the only place where the village chief has explicitly ordered him not to go.

It is probably the collection place and development place of mountain springs.

Don't take it too seriously, in this world, curiosity always threatens the safety of life.

While walking around the village with Dax, San frowned.

There are nearly a hundred people in the entire village, just like the village chief, with pale skin and a cold moist feeling, just like——

"They all look like snakes. Oh, it's disgusting."

As the former Lothric Dragon Knight, Dax seems to hate snakes.

Unlike the dragon, which is greedy and ugly, footless and dark-loving, the snake is a symbol of corrupted greed.

Observing carefully, they all have some hard-to-observe white scales on their necks, and there is another special phenomenon, that is, the existence of young people and children cannot be seen in the entire village. People who feel like they may die at any time.

"It's a little weird."

"Finally saw it?"

Dax wore a helmet and looked at the villagers who were also looking at them strangely, and said in a rather cold voice.

"That's right, apart from those bodyguards, there are only these old and disgusting things in this village."

"What about the little one?"

"You'll see it later."

At this moment, something caught San's attention.

Tied to the roof of a house in the middle of the village, a white bone pierced by a spear from the ass to the mouth is particularly frightening.

Noticing his gaze, Dax also raised his head, and then spoke.

"This one, it seems like a villager who violated a taboo in the village. This is the tradition of this village. Once you make a mistake, you will peel the skin, let the blood out, cut the flesh, and put it in a jar. Originally, all the bones seemed to be removed, but they are hanging here for warning. Poor—it's here."

While talking, the two came to a strange place and stopped.

In a place surrounded by fine barbed wire and stinking like a pigsty, there was a child who looked only seven or eight years old kneeling on the ground, with a dirty nose and a snot all over his body. Use a shit stick rolled into the thickness of a crayon to continuously paint and draw on the wall.

His eyes were empty and pure, a void where nothing existed.

The expressions of the people passing by were calm, and they were all used to it.

This child seems to be like a livestock raised here.

"he is--"

"The sacrifice raised in the village, the living sacrifice used to sacrifice to the gods, hehe, now there is only the last one left."

Sang's expression froze slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I see."

Seeing his plain expression, Dax put his hands on his face and spoke with a little sigh.

"You have really matured a lot. If you were the old you, at least you wouldn't be so indifferent."

"Ten years is a long time."

There was also a sigh in Sang's eyes.

During his time as an undead team, he firmly believed in his own beliefs and responsibilities, and his will has also been tempered to an absolutely terrifying point.

What's more, in this barbaric world, living sacrifices are not uncommon.

People are always like this, they are used to sacrificing others to pray for their own happiness, and this has not changed no matter how long.

Dax looked at the sacrifice and spoke again.

"You can see it."

"Well, the tongue and hamstrings have all been cut off, since childhood?"

"Yes, he was born as a sacrifice, it's really sad."

The two chatted about cruel topics in a calm and natural tone, but neither of them showed much emotion.

After a while, Sang slightly turned his head to look at Dax whose tone changed slightly.

"Do you want to save him?"

And the answer was without hesitation.

"How is it possible, what are you doing saving a disabled person, he can't survive anywhere."

"It's just that the more you see this kind of thing, the more disappointed you will be with the world, and the clearer your mind will be."

Dax's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist.

"Isn't this the way this world is, offering a sacrifice called Salary King, so that a bunch of damned people can live on their last breaths, and this makes a group of people who shouldn't be born, and then repeat It goes on and on, and on and on and on, sadly, until at last, inescapable death, everything returns to what it was before."

He stretched out his hand, pointed his middle finger at the sky, and laughed mockingly.

"Look, it's exactly the same, hahahaha."

Human behavior is the reflection of the world.

"It's not the same. At least we all know that sacrifice is just a superstition, and spreading fire can at least temporarily save the world, even if it's only for a short time."

Sang thought for a while, then spoke in silence.

And Dax looked at him with strange eyes, and snorted softly.

"San, you are such a genius for pretending to be confused."

"Huh? Pretending to be confused? Me?"

"Otherwise, about this world, do I know better than you? After talking about it a few times before, I understand that you guys have completely seen through many things that you shouldn't know. You know, but you I don't care, I just want a good death."

"........."

Sighed.

San rubbed his eyes.

"You can see clearly."

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Before he could say a few more words, Dax waved his hand.

"I'll just poke at you a few words. What to do is your own business. You are responsible for it. Anyway, the ending is sure to be the same. It's good to be confused. In this world, there are only those who have no desires and no desires." Guys make it to the end."

After all, he coughed a few more times.

"Ahem, let's talk about business now, do you know? The worshipers in this village are not statues of any gods, but statues of a snake, a nine-headed serpent. This is obviously the belief of the barbarians. Damn."

Having said that, Dax smiled bitterly, revealing his true purpose.

"In the past few days, I have inquired about information and observed carefully. I found that this group of people go to that cave almost every day, and all the souls they exchanged through trading will be taken in. That is probably their most important treasure house! How about it? , do you want to vote together? With your magic, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort! Good brothers will share [-]-[-]!"

Sang gave him a blank look.

"You are also completely rotten. I'll forget it, I don't have that kind of worldly desire."

"Ugh! Please, at least give me invisibility! And spies!"

Looking at the bad friend who didn't say a word and got off the ground, Sang now misses Palotas very much.

And sighed, looked at the boy who was sitting blankly as a sacrifice and the villagers who turned a blind eye to him, he patted Dax on the shoulder.

"Enough is enough, okay."

"Great!"

"but--"

Seeing Dax's froze expression, San rubbed his fingers with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Understand?"

"I regret it a little bit."

Part3: Beggars

It was late at night, and after confirming that no one was watching, Dax spoke in a voice that only two people could hear.

"almost."

Sang, who was squinting with his sword on the bed, opened his eyes, and he waved his hand to cast a spell.

The figures of the two disappeared in an instant, and then moved the two wooden stakes placed beside them to the bed. Sang waved again, and the two wooden stakes turned into their appearance directly.

Mimicry, so that even if someone with malicious intentions comes to watch, they won't be seen as flawed.

Quietly open the door and walk in the dark night, the dark village is silent, like a dead village, making no sound, and the bones and dead bodies on the heights also add a bit of ominous color to the heavy night.

"and many more."

Sang suddenly stopped Dax.

He frowned, and then his eyes caught fire.

Curse·Fire Pupil.

This spell can observe the number and shape of enemies through buildings and obstacles just like snakes' heat vision detection.

But after scanning the surrounding houses, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"No one, the whole village is not here."

"what?!"

Dax also became vigilant. After so many years of wandering and fighting outside, he deeply understood that once a strange phenomenon happened, it must mean that there was a corresponding danger.