The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

What's more, since there are rumors about this cursed village, there must be reasons for the birth of the rumors.

"Would you like to continue?"

"...emmmm."

San asked.

He looked towards the cave in the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

But at this moment, Huoshao Tong who was sweeping away suddenly froze, and he saw heat, the only heat in the whole village.

that direction...

Looking at each other, the two walked forward.

"Ok?"

But after seeing it, Dax was slightly taken aback.

In the darkness, the sacrificial child was waving a dilapidated slender wooden stick. In the daytime, his empty pupils glowed with concentration, but his feet, which were supposed to be immobile, were able to move at this moment. stand up.

marksmanship?

Sang thought in his heart.

Although immature, this is indeed a spear technique that has been taught.

He just kept hitting the iron gate next to him, stabbing while exercising, his eyes full of longing for ideals and freedom.

"It's actually a disguise? The sacrifice still wants to escape its fate...It's funny."

Dax, who came back from his stupor, sneered with disdain.

At this moment, the boy who heard the sudden sound in the air next to him let out an ah, and immediately shrank in a corner vigilantly holding a wooden stick.

"Hey."

"Oh, it's exposed, but it's a small matter, anyway, this little mute can't speak."

Sang sighed helplessly, the invisibility was lifted, and two figures appeared in the darkness instantly.

Seeing the living people, the boy's body trembled instantly. He babbled and yelled inexplicably from his throat, and pointed the old wooden stick at them tremblingly, with despair in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, boy, we are foreigners, and we won't take you as a sacrifice."

While talking, Dax looked at the trembling and frightened boy like a newborn cub with a strange squatting posture that he didn't know where he learned it.

"But looking at it this way, the soul in your little guy's body is actually quite good."

"Dax."

Sang's voice was a little cold.

"Don't scare me! I'm just scaring him! I haven't degenerated to the point of doing things to children."

"It's just—pretending to be stupid and naive to deceive the villagers during the day, practicing marksmanship at night after everyone has disappeared, and not letting anyone know the truth that my feet have recovered. As a living sacrifice raised since childhood, it's quite interesting."

"Come on, give me the gun, and I'll show you."

But the boy still held the wooden stick in his hand vigilantly, and looked at them fiercely.

"Oh, that's right. A broken wooden stick is not qualified to be called a gun. Let me see... Sang, pass me the pitchfork over there."

"It's better to be hot on the spur of the moment, or I'll go back."

Sang sighed, then pulled up a broken pitchfork from the soil, and threw it straight at Dax.

Still, he wondered if the guy was bragging the other night.

Grab it without looking back.

Dax held the fork in the posture of holding a gun, and then swung it back and forth a few times, as if to confirm the weight and condition of the weapon.

Then, holding the gun, he slowly lowered his body.

"It's been a while since I've used it... Huh."

Then, he demonstrated a few thrusts.

Group{chat%*: <%wife$$wu<刻+一{&三>@三}种～$二%念 Accompanied by the sharp voice piercing the air, Sang's eyes suddenly changed.

Even though he has never practiced spear skills, his experienced eyes can still make him understand immediately, the talent and sweat poured into this skill.

It was already terrifying, if his swordsmanship had 75 points, then the skills displayed in front of him would definitely be above [-] points!

"sharp."

Compliments come from the heart.

And the boy was even more stunned. He stared blankly at the pitchfork piercing the air while swinging, showing a completely dazzled expression.

After a set of movements was completed, Dax inserted the pitchfork into the ground casually, and exhaled deeply.

"So that's it. Is this what it feels like to be born with hands? It's quite complicated."

"Dax..."

Sang muttered, putting his hands on his shoulders.

"What's the matter? I just told you, I used to be awesome—"

"You are really not an ordinary scumbag (#?Д?)."

"You want to die (▼皮▼#)!"

After seeing the miraculous marksmanship, driven by some yearning, the boy slowly let go of his vigilance and walked over.

A dirty face, messy brown curly hair like a bird's nest, no matter where it is, it is dirty and old, only the eyes are shining.

Facing Dax, he lowered his weapon and babbled and made strange gestures.

It's sign language, it's a pity they can't understand...

But Dax raised his eyebrows watching his gesture, and after another moment of silence, he actually raised his hand and made a similar movement.

"You can also sign language?"

"I happened to have learned it."

Dax's expression was a bit complicated.

After a few minutes of gesture exchange, Dax, who learned the information, nodded thoughtfully, then raised his head to look at the white bones hanging on the roof of the clock tower.

He opened his mouth to explain.

According to the boy, the corpse used to be the guard responsible for guarding the sacrificial offerings, and he secretly taught him marksmanship and sign language.

Because he wanted to flee the village with the child who should have been a sacrifice, he was punished in this way. Not only did the child he wanted to take away be sacrificed, but he died in despair after being tortured.

Good people who try to do something die so fast in this world.

"It sucks."

Laughing, looking at the bones hanging on the roof, Dax had a sarcastic expression on his face.

"Little devil, why do you want to practice guns?"

Looking at him, the boy hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he gestured slowly.

"Huh?! I want to be a knight! As you are? Because that person told you that knights are partners of justice... Hahahaha, I haven't heard such an interesting joke for a long time."

In this world, knights never represent justice. As for heroes, they are all lying in coffins. Those heroes hahaha.

Dax laughed loudly, but there was a bit of bitterness in his laughter, a bitterness that was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

And at this moment, that dirty palm suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and his bright pupils looked straight at him.

The boy reached out and gestured.

"Ah ah ah."

"what did he say?"

Dax didn't answer.

Just as if he lost interest, he waved his hand.

"Please help me? Ha~ kid, that unlucky bastard didn't hand you over to you, so what should I do when I beg someone?"

Of course, how could a sacrifice that was raised like a pig in this small space have that kind of thing.

"Woolen cloth?"

But after a moment of silence, the boy turned and walked towards the corner.

In the dirtiest corner, he kept pushing away the dust with his palm, and finally held a shiny round object in his hand, and handed it to him carefully.

His hands were tightly clenched, and it took Dax a lot of strength to pull them out.

It was actually a gold coin. Even though it was stained with rust, the goddess pattern engraved on it was still exquisite, probably it was left by someone once.

The boy looked at them with expectant eyes, and there was a bit of fear and uneasiness in the dark.

This is indeed a good value, but that's all.

"...Oh, that's all? Not enough."

After a moment of silence, he flipped the coin back casually.

Then turning around, ignoring the boy's eyes, Dax waved his hands and walked towards the direction of the cave.

"Let's ask for more blessings, I wish you a happy death, kid."

Part4: Hydra

"in spite of?"

"It doesn't make sense."

Dax replied as usual.

"So what if I get rescued? A dumb kid with no common sense, how can he survive in this world, he will die anyway, so let it be."

The two stopped in front of the cave.

"Now, let's focus on the original purpose."

After performing invisibility and spying here, the two quietly walked into the cave.

Just like the Tale of Peach Blossom Spring I learned not long ago, it was a narrow passage that could barely pass people sideways. After crossing it, it took more than ten steps in a row before it suddenly became clear. A huge lake hidden under the mountains suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. before.

The blue water of the lake is clear and bright, and there are special props for fetching water nearby. There is a narrow but wide crack at the top, through which a few bright moonlight can pass through.

But only in an instant, the two stepped back in horror, and covered their mouths so as not to make a sound.

what is that?

In the more than ten years since he came to this world, he thought he had seen a lot, but when he saw that, he still felt a kind of cold that penetrated deeply into his bone marrow.

In the center of the lake, countless villagers are kneeling and worshiping, their hands folded and their eyes full of pious belief, but it doesn't matter!

The point is the one they bowed to, the gigantic thing standing on the water.

It was a snake.

Hydra.

Even though half of the body is in the water, the shaking nine-headed body still has the height of a city wall, with fine and hideous scales growing on the body, the energy contained in the whole body is like a volcano about to erupt, and the bright golden pupils are like night The lantern in the room shone a gloomy light.

"Hydra, the subspecies of this type of dragon...shouldn't it have been extinct a long time ago, is there actually one left here?"

As a former dragon knight, Dax obviously understands this better, and because of this understanding, the fear he can feel is even greater.

How long has this giant snake lived?It is only estimated by the naked eye that its size is more than twice that of an ordinary adult flying dragon, and it is probably a super old monster with a thousand years of age.

Sang frowned tightly.

"That head... the dragon."

Maybe it's because of living for too long and devouring the souls of various creatures. The nine heads that should have been similar have also produced differences. Some are covered with rocks like stray demons, and some are like sandworms with armor of bone hyperplasia.

And the head in the middle has been out of the scope of the snake head, as majestic as a real giant dragon, and the scales on its body are also standing up like blades, showing an obvious phenomenon of dragon transformation.

The village chief, whom he had met during the day, stepped forward, pushed a large jar full of water to the god, and prayed devoutly.