Holy Grail City, Nuan'erhe Village.
Holy Grail City is adjacent to the Blackstone Mountains in the northern part of the Southern Province. Because of its higher altitude, even though it is located in the south, the rolling mountains in the distance are still covered with white snow.
Nuan'erhe Village is located in a mountain depression.
It was the busy farming season at this time. In the evening, villagers who had finished farming for the day returned to the village in twos and threes. Smoke was rising from every household, and it was an unusually peaceful scene.
The villagers did not know that a bloody disaster had passed them by.
Just as it was getting dark, a team of forty or fifty people approached.
This team, each armed with a gun and wearing Hesse's traditional patterned robes, moved forward in disarray under the cover of darkness.
The old cat possessing Stowe is also in the team. It seems that because the original owner is a veteran of the battlefield, he was distributed a continuous submachine gun during this operation and became the team leader of a group of ten.
The golden three-star captain was the leader of this operation. Old Cat had already learned his name from the march, which was Pelo.
Judging from the weapons and equipment, if the firepower of this team were to massacre a village with only a few shotguns, it would certainly be overwhelming.
The old cat didn't say much along the way, silently leading his team of ten people forward. He didn't chat happily like other companions, as if he was participating in not a killing operation but a tour...
Of course, this is because he received unpredictable news and knew that the target of this operation was the soul singer McIver.
Unexpectedly expressed that he was worried that McIver would go with this team. If that happened, the old cat possessing Stowe would cause fluctuations in the source of the symbols, which would be noticed by the opponent in advance.
Even if the "hidden" Mao Ling is on, it won't work. After all, once the soul singer uses the contract ability on the road, he will also find that the fluctuation of the symbol source has been eliminated...
However, after experiencing the initial worries, Lao Mao did not find the soul singer in the team.
The image of the other party was still easy to identify. This team was composed entirely of Hesse people. This made the old cat understand at the same time that the soul singer should be following him secretly somewhere.
After Hesse's team slaughtered the village, he would appear to collect the living souls.
After sending the message to Mozhi for the last time, the team finally approached their destination - the sparse lights of the village were already visible in the distance.
Pelo, the commander-in-chief of the Golden Three Stars, raised his hand to signal everyone to get ready.
This will eventually be a one-sided battle, because the village is located in a mountain col, and there seems to be only one way out of the village.
Pelo looked at the village's geographical location very experiencedly, turned around and looked around at the four team captains, and finally his eyes fell on Stowe:
"You lead your team and guard this place."
"Don't let a fish slip through the net!"
When he said this, his eyes were full of cruelty, but filled with bloodthirsty excitement, and he shouted to all his men:
"After completing this mission, each of us can receive 5 silver dollars!"
"Understood, everyone, five silver dollars!"
"Haha, great." The crowd burst into laughter upon hearing this, quite satisfied with this number.
It seemed that the hundreds of lives in the village in front of him were not as precious as the five silver dollars he was about to receive.
After saying that, Pelo waved and led the other three teams to trot forward and quickly disappeared from the old cat's sight.
The old cat breathed a sigh of relief slowly, looked at the posture of his men holding guns to block the road, smiled and cursed:
"Don't be so nervous!"
"How about taking it easy?"
He threw aside the repeating submachine gun in his hand, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a crumpled cigarette case, and lit one:
"We're lucky this time, we don't have to see any blood."
He took a deep drag on the cigarette and let the smoke drift away in the darkness.
"Captain Stowe, are you afraid of seeing blood?"
One of his subordinates seemed to disagree with the captain's words and said:
"This village supports the Federation, they are enemies of the Southern Tribe!"
"They don't regret their death... They are hindering our southern tribe's great goal, preventing our southern province from becoming a super province, and preventing us from living a good life!"
The old cat rolled his eyes, holding a cigarette in his mouth and shaking his head with a smile:
"Don't you think they are your compatriots?"
"They are Hesse people just like us..."
"No! No!" His subordinates also shook their heads:
"They are not noble Hesse people, they are just a bunch of untouchables."
"The real Hesse people are proud and serve the cow god. They are unworthy of it. They even use cows to plow the fields instead of serving the cow god!"
Old Mao felt that he had nothing to say, because in the dim night, he vaguely saw several other subordinates also agreeing with this subordinate's point of view, and nodded subconsciously.
With a long sigh, the old cat said thoughtfully:
"Everyone says that we Hesse people are stupid, but now I feel... we are really stupid!"
Several of his subordinates looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the squad leader devalued his own race. This was something the Hesse could never understand.
However, this was the team leader after all, so several offline people did not dwell on this topic anymore. Instead, they looked at the still peaceful village in the distance and asked in surprise:
"Huh? Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?"
"There should have been gunfire."
The old cat shook his head and said nothing.
At this moment, slight footsteps suddenly came from the distance.
Everyone was stunned at the same time and looked over at Xun Sheng.
I saw a figure carrying a burning fire appear on the path leading here from the village, approaching here slowly and unhurriedly.
Several of his men immediately raised their rifles and killed them in seconds.
Mr. Pello had just entered along this road with his team. How could there be any villagers coming out of it safe and sound?
Moreover, this is definitely not one of our own people. No one of our own people carries a torch...
There is something wrong with this person!
Just when several Hesse people raised their guns as if facing a powerful enemy, the old cat laughed softly:
"Don't be nervous, we are one of our own!"
"One of our own?" Several subordinates were suddenly surprised.
The old cat raised his eyes and looked at the figure of the visitor, and the smile on his face became stronger:
"Yes, it's one of our own! Put down the gun quickly! This is an order!"
Several people suddenly fell into doubts and hesitated.
The intuitive feeling is that... this person is definitely not one of our own. This is almost a certain fact. However, the captain ordered them to put down their guns so firmly.
This leaves them wondering what to do at this point...
At this moment, the figure who was gradually approaching seemed to be able to hear the sound here, and suddenly made a sound...
"Put the gun down!"
This sound has an indescribable spirituality.
Although the voice was not loud, it contained a kind of coercion that made people surrender.
Several people felt sluggish at the same time, including Uncle Cat, who subconsciously pointed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at the ground...
The figure has already come to the front, holding a burning glass bottle in his hand. The strange phosphorescence is rising and burning at the bottom of the bottle, reflecting the figure's face...
This is a face that looks extremely honest and honest.
And very young.
But at this moment, the face looked weird and terrifying against the phosphorus fire.
A burst of light suddenly burst out from the young figure's eyes.
This brilliant light also penetrated into everyone's pupils without any obstruction, like a sharp sword.
Uncle Cat felt the same way. What he saw at this time was that the scene in front of him was rapidly distorting and changing, and it was as if he had penetrated some kind of time and space barrier and was suddenly in a village.
And a dozen of his subordinates also appeared here!
It's just that... they are no longer murderers with weapons in their hands, but... prisoners with their bodies tied up and surrounded by hundreds of villagers.
They were in the village square, with a blazing bonfire burning around them, and hundreds of villagers standing outside, surrounded by water.
All the villagers were looking at them with hatred. Everyone had farm tools, kitchen knives, hammers, stones and other things in their hands.
"Spare us!"
I don't know if it was the companion who was crying and begging for mercy. The prisoners in Hesse's team seemed to realize what was about to happen next, and followed up with the cry.
"Spare us!"
"Do not kill me..."
"Please."
"Let me go, my child has just turned one month old, I..."
The villagers were indifferent.
Everyone was like stone sculptures, without changing any movement, still watching silently.
At this moment, suddenly, the bonfire outside suddenly burst into flames, and a burst of fire shot into the sky.
The flames changed rapidly, gradually turning from orange to pale, and then to pale green, covering the entire area with a strange and terrifying aura.
Every villager's face was reflected by the flames at the same time, making them look terrifying.
Their clothes also began to change, turning into white mourning clothes...
Hundreds of villagers seemed to have turned into dead people at the same time!
Moreover, it seems that he was just killed by them!
The villagers moved, but... they didn't have legs, but they floated strangely in the air.
They slowly gathered in the middle, making the prisoners of forty or fifty people suddenly feel a sense of oppression...
All the members of the southern tribe fell into terror at the same time, and heart-wrenching roars came one after another.
They wanted to move their bodies, but they couldn't stand up because the ropes on their bodies gave them a real sense of restraint, preventing them from moving at all.
Just like that, the speed of all the dead villagers suddenly increased, drowning the prisoners.
They raised the simple and primitive "weapons" in their hands and greeted the southern tribe members alive, like ghosts coming back from hell, seeking revenge on these evil people who took their lives.
And what came from their bodies was real pain... blood spurting out, flesh and blood blurred...
Screams came and went...
"Roar!"
I don't know who made a shrill and frightening roar, and the scene changed again.
Everyone is back to reality!
They seem to be experiencing the same nightmare...
Until now, they still couldn't react quickly and were still in extreme fear.
Several people were lying on the ground, covering their heads and huddled together, trembling and sobbing softly:
"Don't kill me...I was wrong..."
"Spare me..."
Several people seemed to have lost their intuition and looked blankly at the honest and honest figure, but there was no reaction, as if their spirits had been destroyed by fear.
Even the old cat is an excited person, looking at things in an unbelievable and unpredictable way.
At this time, unpredictable, holding the submachine gun he had thrown aside, smiled and nodded to him.
Without any hesitation, Mo Zhi pulled the bolt of the gun, loaded the bullet, and pointed the gun at the defeated people.
"A murderer will always be killed... I have been talking about it for a long time. I have forgotten which book this sentence came from..." He sighed with resentment and pulled the trigger.
Except for Uncle Cat, everyone else died at the same time and returned to the arms of the Iron God together.
The old cat stood up in surprise:
"Is this your new ability?"
"Have you upgraded?"
Mo Zhi smiled, not wanting to irritate himself as he was still a red-level mentor, so he started lying:
"It's not upgraded. It's still the original hypnosis skill. It's just been developed a little bit."
Uncle Cat looked at Mu Yi suspiciously, but he couldn't feel any fluctuations in the source of symbols from him.
Mozhi threw the submachine gun to Lao Mao, looked at the corpse on the ground, and sighed in his heart:
"This is the new ability...surrender and dreaming."
Just now, the command to "put down the gun" was exactly the ability: surrender!
This sentence was used after he heard the captain, Lao Mao, ordering the team members to put down their guns.
Those members of the southern tribe were hesitating at that time, and it was precisely because Uncle Cat's order served as a psychological foreshadowing that the unpredictable effect of the same order, that is, surrender could be exerted - this allowed them to not think deeply for a while. , only listen to "surrender" with your subconscious surface intuition.
It seems that the content of this surrender skill is the most critical... I thought thoughtfully.
And another skill is his new orange-level skill "Dream Making".
This skill can be activated on multiple targets at the same time, allowing them to enter a dreamland...
In dreams, the unpredictable is God, the creator and creator of dreams.
He can arrange the plots and scenes in his dreams at will.
And the effect this time was surprisingly good... A seemingly terrifying ghost revenge drama caused all the southern tribe members to have mental problems.
The only drawback is that when Mozhi uses this skill, he cannot control his body in reality.
This is not difficult to accept, at least Mozhi thinks it should be harmless. After all, if his real body can still move freely, wouldn't it be equivalent to being invincible - dragging the enemy into a dream and killing him directly in reality? other side.
He nodded to himself, remembering the experience of using the new skill for the first time, and then looked at the old cat:
"Why don't you change back to your original body?"
"Tch!" The old cat nodded and the symbol flashed.
The backpack behind him stirred, and the fat yellow cat crawled out.
"It's so hard for me. I have to take my original body with me when I go out to do the mission." The old cat complained sadly.
Mo Cai smiled: "If that doesn't work, just change your body. Don't worry so much about whether the body is yours."
The old cat shook his head: "Forget it...I have mysophobia."
"I'm a psychiatrist." Mo Zhi reminded.
Uncle Cat was too lazy to talk to Mo Zhi anymore and looked up at the direction of the village:
"Is it resolved over there?"
Unpredictable shrugged: "No problem at all."
After the words fell, four figures appeared from the darkness.
Zong Baiyi, Akali, Captain Vera whom I haven't seen for a long time, and...a yellow-level female spirit puppet.
They had already entered the village to deal with the people Pelo had brought in... There was no pressure at all to deal with more than thirty ordinary people.
The opponent didn't even have a chance to shoot.
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