Yigu and Sheng, led by the old man, traveled all night, and then they saw a wisp of smoke when the sun was rising.
Deep in a primeval forest, there lives a tribe with a total number of no more than 500 people.
The people in this tribe still follow the lifestyle of the primitive tribe. Only a small number of people who have awakened the magic will be allowed to leave the tribe and go to the outside world.
Magicians who go to the outside world can obviously bring back many more advanced machines to give their people a better life, but no one has ever done so.
Although he had heard about it before coming, when this kind of thing actually happened in front of his eyes, Yigu still couldn't accept it.
"Why?" Yigu was puzzled and secretly communicated with Sheng: "It is more convenient and more comfortable to live, but instead insist on farming and hunting tens of thousands of years ago? If it is a completely primitive tribe, even the language It’s okay if they are not perfect. But they are obviously..."
Sheng shook his head and signaled Yi Gu to be quiet.
Shokinji frowned and looked at everything around him, an unknown premonition lingering in his mind.
He likes gambling.
Gambling is the most intuitive confrontation of passion.
People who like gambling hate losing, so they pay special attention to the factors that make them lose.
For example, luck.
Since last night, my luck seems to be not very good.
The curse spirit brought by Su Nuo's finger was too strong, and the conjurer did not arrive in time.
I finally waited for a spellcaster, but he turned out to be very powerful and killed the spellcaster instantly.
In addition, he also discovered the hidden self and Yi Gu.
So now, will things continue to go smoothly?
Just when Sheng Jinci lowered his head in thought, the old man leading the way suddenly spoke:
"There is something I forgot to mention. I, Modestos, is one of the elders you are looking for to fabricate the Black Rope Tribe."
Yigu looked at the old man in confusion, while Sheng's face suddenly turned gloomy.
The old man turned around slowly, and the magic power surged from his body:
"Miguel...were you killed?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding space distorted, and a dozen conjurers suddenly appeared, as well as hundreds of ordinary people holding spears, tightly surrounding Yigu and Scale.
Otogu stared blankly at the sudden change in front of him, while Shokinji sighed and took off his shirt.
"Yi Gu, prepare to fight."
"No! Senior, this is a misunderstanding! Miguel is not at all..." Yigu said halfway, and suddenly lowered his head in frustration.
Modestos stared at Yigu and said with a sneer: "Tell me, did Miguel die in your hands?"
Yigu sweated profusely and explained: "He has done bad things and must be punished."
"So you killed him?"
"You don't understand, he did a lot of bad things, causing many people to be injured or even killed..."
"That's none of my business!" Modestos interrupted Yi Gu directly and said forcefully: "You have to pay the price for killing our people!"
Yigu lowered his head and his voice changed slightly: "Even if he did something wrong?"
"Yes! Even if he did something wrong, it is up to us to punish him! It is not your turn to take over!"
After a moment of silence, Yigu called out in a low voice: "Li Xiang."
Behind Yi Gu, two sharp claws stretched out from the void, and the violent spell power shocked the hearts of everyone present.
Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Li Xiang revealed his entire figure from the void, and a child-like voice sounded:
"You Tai, are you angry?"
"No." Yigu reached out and took the spell tool handed over by Li Xiang, his eyes were very cold: "It's just... it's a bit irritating."
…
"Please, let us out... Please, we didn't do anything..."
A black mother pulled her child, muttering in an unintelligible language, and kept kowtowing in front of Li Mei and begging for mercy.
Li Mei felt extremely irritated. He looked at Iblis: "Can't we kill them? Do they have to starve to death?"
"You must starve to death."
Li Mei sighed, took out a biscuit from his body, and placed it three meters in front of his mother who was kowtowing.
Many villagers used the last bit of strength in their bodies to rush forward, trying to grab the cookie.
However, when someone's fingers are about to touch the cookie, a barrier stops them.
These hungry people were desperately hitting the barrier in front of them.
They bite with their teeth, scratch with their hands, and kick with their feet. His eyes were fixed on the cookie that was so close, and he screamed in pain.
The mother and son, who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, were lost in the crowd and disappeared.
A smile appeared on Li Mei's lips.
This is the only entertainment I have under the scorching sun.
From this perspective, I really don’t want these humans to die too quickly...
Six days passed like this.
The clouds of spell power in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the power they exude is becoming more and more frightening.
The villagers were unable to attack the barrier. They collapsed on the ground and did not even have the strength to breathe.
In the past five days, the barrier has lowered pillars, shrouding them inside and making them unable to drink water.
They fell to the ground motionless. A few vultures wanted to fly in and peck at the corpses, but they were reduced to a ball of blood mist by a few snaps of Iblis's fingers.
Iblis raised his head and looked at the sky, his face, which had remained unchanged, as if paralyzed, actually showed a smile.
"coming."
The power of the curse, which was already extremely strong, now reached a new level again.
Not willing? resentment? crazy? greedy?
Rime could not find a suitable adjective for this spell.
But he knew that a curse spirit was about to be born.
boom!
Huge beams of cursed light poured down from the clouds, blasting a big hole in the ground.
Iblis stood up, lifted the barrier, opened his arms, and let the strong wind blow the hem of his clothes.
The light beam gradually shrank and extinguished, leaving only a deep pit.
Suddenly, a hand with only a skeleton stretched out from the hole, and its fingers penetrated directly into the ground.
A thin figure climbed out of the pit, naked and stooped.
His face was like that of a human being in his eighties or nineties, with no muscles on his body, well-defined ribs, a sunken abdomen, and only limbs as thick as saplings.
Even from the perspective of spell power, he is probably not even comparable to a fly.
Li Mei even felt that even if this cursed spirit died in front of him the next moment, he would not be surprised at all.
In other words, every extra second this curse spirit lives, it will shock itself.
Iblis walked over and threw down a black robe.
This thin cursed spirit put on a black robe, raised its head tremblingly, and stared at Li Mei with its cloudy eyes.
Li Mei suddenly froze on the spot.
An unprecedented sense of hunger enveloped him, and he wanted to swallow everything he glanced at.
I, I want to eat...
What should I eat first...
Li Mei looked down at his arms and slowly opened his mouth.
Iblis glanced at Li Mei who was in a state of madness: "That's enough, he is not an enemy."
The cursed spirit looked away, and Limei regained his senses. He immediately retreated tens of meters, staring at the newly born cursed spirit in horror.
Not even close.
I almost lost my ability to resist and started biting my own body!
"Hehehe... Is that a little girl? Or a little boy? It doesn't matter, it must taste delicious anyway..."
Li Mei's body trembled slightly, both because of anger and fear.
"What else do you need?" Iblis asked, "I can help you."
"I'm not perfect yet." The curse spirit's voice was very hoarse: "I need a...famine."
"Yes, I will help you." Iblis nodded: "Do you have a name?"
"Just call me, Osiris."
Iblis nodded slightly.
Li Mei swallowed.
Osiris, the ancient Egyptian god of agriculture and fertility, was also...Pluto.
