The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"Ah, Lord Dragon God, please give us blood, give us the blood that transforms our skin and bones! We will offer you pure sacrifices."

Behind him, all the other villagers also bowed to the ground and prayed. Without exception, they all had old and pale faces.

And the giant snake in front of him lowered its nine huge heads, nine pairs of bright lantern-like pupils stared at the kneeling ants below, and then one of the heads made a bah sound, spitting a small amount of blood into the water like spitting.

Seeing the diluted blood, greedy eyes flashed in the eyes of all the kneeling villagers. They were about to get up and snatch it, but under the threat of the village chief, no one dared to act rashly.

"Oh, great God, thank you for your gift."

While talking, the village chief took out a wooden ladle, scooped up a spoonful of bloody water, and drank it in one gulp.

And following that, terrifying changes also appeared on his body. The skin on his body suddenly began to crack, and blood continued to ooze out from his whole body.

"Ah ah ah..."

Slowly lying on the ground, he began to squirm continuously, just like a snake sloughing off, bit by bit he got rid of his old blood-stained skin, in the tingling sound of squirming and the sound of bones, the end He stood up weakly.

The originally curved body is now more soft and tortuous, the wounds and marks on the original skin have disappeared, the white scales on the body have become denser, the pupils have also changed, and become vertical pupils similar to snake pupils, the body is more dry, and the hands Turn into sharp claws like branches.

Under this weird ritual, people began to approach the snake.

Still going on, nearly a hundred villagers who had already been unbearable swarmed up, divided the blood one by one, and then all fell to the ground in the same way, and had the same reaction as before.

And looking at the picture scroll-like scene of hell, both of them couldn't help but feel terrified.

It's so ugly.

It is ugly to sacrifice young victims to wild beasts for inhuman blood, so that a group of old people who should be dead can live on.

Dax made a decision immediately.

"Go, pretend you didn't see anything."

This matter is beyond their ability to participate.

Leave immediately after the transaction is completed tomorrow.

But at this moment, when everyone finished the process of molting, a person who seemed to be the village chief's confidant came forward with a bucket and said.

"The water is ready, do you need to add ingredients? Those two foreigners..."

Sang's footsteps stopped, and he frowned slightly.

"Emmmm, tomorrow... Forget it, tomorrow is the festival, don't cause trouble, just let those two foreigners go this time."

It's actually tomorrow——

When the ceremony was over, the Hydra turned and sank into the water, and the villagers continued to bow down and never stopped until it was over.

But when they turned around to leave, Sang and Dax had naturally disappeared.

They quietly climbed up to the nearby mountain peak, looking at the extremely ominous village under their feet, both of them had rather ugly expressions.

Sang spoke first.

"What do you think?"

"There is no doubt that that thing is the source of disasters and rumors in this village. I didn't expect there to be such a group of lunatics. If the news reaches Wangcheng, this group of people should be besieged and killed!"

Looking at the half-dragon but not snake, Dax, who was a dragon cancer, was so disgusted that he gritted his teeth.

But judging by the strength and size of the snake, I am afraid that at least an elite of a hundred people will have to be dispatched to have a chance to kill it, and the price will be heavy injuries and even casualties.

As Dax spoke, he suddenly remembered something and covered his face.

"So, it seems that there have been mysterious gangs arresting women and children around here in the past few years. They are a group of masked and hunchbacked guys... Damn, it turned out to be the case. Leave immediately after getting the water tomorrow. You must immediately Walk."

But unconsciously, he suddenly looked in the direction of the sacrifice, that is, the boy.

"Rescue?"

San asked.

"No help."

Dax still answered like this.

"Is it useful to save it? Do you want me to continue living with a drag bottle in the future? Anyway, I will die sooner or later, and it doesn't make sense to save it or not."

Scratching his head, Dax snorted lightly with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Ahhh~ This trip is really bad, I didn't earn anything at all, and I saw such blasphemous stuff, half-dragon but not snake, it's really disgusting, vomit~ no, I have to drink something to calm my shock. "

He took out a bottle of old wine from the crevice space and shook it gently, then took out two worn-out wine glasses from his arms, and handed one of them to him with a hey smile.

"So, it's been a long time since we had a drink together, come?"

Sighing, a helpless expression appeared on Sang's face.

"As usual."

As far as the eye can see, the bright cold moon still hangs in the cold night sky.

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Part5: Drink under the moon

"This bottle of wine is brewed with green flowers and plants. I haven't drunk it for a long time."

The light green liquor exudes a familiar smell, which he has become very accustomed to during the ten years in Farland.

"Well, it was brewed when I was in Fran, and I managed to get the recipe from that procuress with a protruding belly button. How are they doing now?"

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"Four years ago a crazy outlaw came and destroyed the whole shop."

"Yeah, the world sucks."

Under the bright moon, Dax raised his glass and drank the wine, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

For some reason, the eyes that were always light-hearted at first became a little blurred at this time.

"Hello, San."

"what?"

"Passing the fire, it's wrong..."

Sang froze for a moment, then raised his hand to fill up his empty wine glass.

"Is it wrong? Maybe, after all, it is a dead end with endless reincarnation and no future. But everything has two sides. If there is no era of fire, people will not be what they are now."

he knows.

The wandering souls of the walking dead are the true form of "human beings", ugly and narrow-eyed, short and greedy, ruthless and loveless like wild beasts.

The light of fire gave people smooth skin, diverse emotions, and the culture of the gods.

It is for this reason that talents are human beings.

Dax drank another glass and asked again.

"Great God Ge Wen, did you use us?"

"Probably, for the protoss, he is a great king, only for the gods."

The curse of the undead and the soul of darkness, the lie that the curse can be lifted by spreading fire, has caused one salary king after another to rush to the flame desperately for thousands of years.

But is that evil?

If the world is pitch black, and most human beings return to mindless and ruthless wandering souls, exchanging emotions and thoughts for strength as creatures, then what is the meaning of "human beings"?

Life is bright and beautiful, but it also traps everyone.

But even knowing it is a mistake, knowing it is a shackle, knowing it is only an illusory beauty, but that illusory still has a beauty that cannot be let go.

While drinking, they continued to chat casually about the taboos and truths of the world.

Dax didn't ask Sang how he knew these things, nor did he doubt whether what he said was true or not, but simply chose to use trust as the premise.

But under the bombardment of a lot of explosive truths, Dax showed a helpless wry smile, put the wine glass aside and sighed deeply, looked at Sang and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah, do you really know everything?"

In the face of his exclamation, Sang couldn't help being stunned.

Not knowing what to think of, he suddenly laughed.

"I don't know everything, I only know what I know, hehehe."

"why are you laughing?"

"I remembered a stalk that I had forgotten for a long time, and I was able to remember it after almost three, which made me a little happier."

Because he still remembers the things he once loved, his 19-year past will not seem like a ghostly illusion.

No matter how optimistic and resistant he is in this world of bitterness and hatred, he is still being changed little by little, and the world has changed him into a strange appearance.

Memories of the past are gradually blurring, the writing in my hometown is no longer smooth, and the faces and voices of my parents and friends are gradually lost.

In the past few years, he occasionally saw an unknown self, wearing strange clothes and speaking strange words, living in a strange yet familiar world.

far away from myself.

But even so, he will not regret choosing this path, and he no longer wants to go back.

But ah-

Still can't escape the nostalgia.

"So, the time I met you was also a rare and relaxing time for me. There are some special things that only you can listen to me."

It is impossible for him to talk about the cruel truth of the world with Palotas or Latesia and joke with a lot of dirty jokes.

The reaction of those serious people would definitely embarrass him.

Dax also smiled.

"It's the same for me. You are probably the only one in the world who can communicate with me these outrageous things and answer my pain and doubts."

The two toasted, haha ​​and smirked helplessly.

He is obviously an adult man who can no longer be associated with childishness at this age, but deep down in the man's heart, there is probably a part that will always be a boy.

so funny.

Maybe he was drunk, Dax looked at the moon and muttered to himself.

"I was born in a family of fallen knights. My father, who has never masked his face, unfortunately had a ring of darkness on his body and was infected with the curse of undead. In order to lift the curse, he set foot on the Passing the fire on the road, but failed to die on the road, like most of the fire chasers, without leaving any traces."

"My mother, I only saw her once. The day I was born was the day the news of my father's death came. She died for that man and entrusted me to the nanny who raised my father. She just passed away."

"And the head of the family after my father's death, that is, his sister and my aunt, is a sad, barren woman, cunning and selfish, and her relationship with both father and mother was very bad."

"Because she was worried that she would kill me, the nanny faked my death and sent me to be raised in a hidden basement at home that no one knew about. I grew up in that narrow and dark space for eight years after I was born. .”

Sang listened carefully, and even put down the wine that was handed to his mouth.

The bright moonlight fell through the clouds, but it did not illuminate Dax's side.

He drank his wine and spoke in a calm voice.

"Black, it's very dark. Now that I think about it, I really want to praise myself for being able to survive. At that time, except for the miraculously illuminated light when the nanny delivered meals at night, my world had no light, and we couldn't even speak. I dare not speak, and can only communicate with sign language, except for what she occasionally told me softly, the knightly story of my father who never met his father and made great achievements, there is no sound in my world."

"Grandma was heartbroken by this, so she gave me a Braille Bible as a birthday present, and taught me the miracle of the Holy Light. In the darkness, I held up the light and read the Bible of miracles over and over until Every page of the book has been turned, and every word and story has been engraved in the heart."

"At that time, I was still naive, and I was still looking forward to my father returning as a hero one day to rescue me from this darkness. I yearned for the knight hero in the Braille Bible, so I often waved the wooden stick in the darkness. Stick, thinking that one day I will become a knight like them who can save the suffering, expel darkness, and bring light."

imitate over and over again;

imagine again and again;

It is often said in the world that the darkness is endured because the light has never been seen.

But for him, it is because he can see the light of ideal that he can endure the bitter darkness of nothingness.

Thinking about it now, the reason why he has such an ideal is actually because he wants to be saved in his heart.

I hope that one day in the future, there will be a knight like my ideal to rescue him from this dark world of pain.

"But it's ridiculous, the person who made me see the light for the first time was the one who wanted to kill me."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he was smiling, not bitterly, but extremely helplessly.