Kobold mountain village.
Surrounded by green forests, there are many wooden houses. Black night crows stand on the treetops, their bodies are rigid and their eyes are closed, pretending to be dead.
All the men in black robes fell to the ground, their bodies trembling unconsciously and their backs feeling cold.
The closer people get to the well, the more inexplicable terror they feel.
It's as if there are invisible tentacles swimming outside the body, making holes and drilling holes, which is extremely uncomfortable.
The kobold priest slapped his forehead on the ground. He never raised his head after a strange mist appeared above the well.
God cannot be looked at directly.
Especially a crazy evil god like Cthulhu. People with low mental resistance will definitely go crazy when they see it.
Following the guidance of a powerful ghost, he presented the village's future star to Cthulhu, hoping to get Cthulhu's help.
After the dog basin was thrown into the well, the inexplicable atmosphere of terror gradually dissipated, and the cold atmosphere gradually subsided. The kobolds no longer felt that there were tentacles drilling into their noses, ears, mouths... chrysanthemums.
Is the sacrifice over?
Everyone at the scene was so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads, speak, or move their bodies.
It wasn't until an hour later that someone moved his buttocks due to fatigue and did not go crazy on the spot or die suddenly, and everyone realized that Mr. Ke was gone.
The kobold priest chanted a section of Cthulhu's name on the spot. After reciting it, he remained silent for five seconds. He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky above the well with his peripheral vision.
There is no indescribable fog, there is nothing there, the evil god is gone.
Stand up slowly and move your stiff body.
He leaned half out to look at the well. The dog basin that held the hope of the whole village was not in it either.
"Villagers, the Old Ones accepted our sacrifices, He accepted our sacrifices, and our sacrifices were successful!"
The kobold priest took off his mask and burst into tears.
The backbone members of the village were very happy after hearing this. They rushed to the well together and looked at the water in the well. No dog basin was found.
"Adventurers should be extinct." An old man said optimistically.
"I'll lead a team to check it out."
The kobolds were very excited and found a new motivation in life.
Before that, they had been in despair and thought that the village was doomed and every death would mean one less person.
Unexpectedly, the black ghost arrived and told them that as long as they believed in Cthulhu and offered sacrifices that could attract the attention of Cthulhu, he would respond to the requests of believers and fulfill their trivial wishes.
Kobold villagers are afraid of evil gods. After all, belief in evil gods is a very dangerous thing.
I heard that many villages that believed in evil gods did not end well. After a period of glory, some horrific things would happen, and the world would disappear, and no trace of them would be found again.
The priest thought to himself that if those adventurers hadn't made a big fuss in Kotou Village and captured all the women, they really wouldn't have been able to make up their minds to offer sacrifices to the evil god.
Fortunately, this time the sacrifice was completed successfully and no one died.
Half a day later, the kobold patrol returned.
"So, are they extinct?"
The old priest stood guard at the village gate, stepped forward in two and three steps, and asked hurriedly.
"The female adventurer is still alive, and adventurers have no future." The patrol team member shook his head and said with a sad look on his face.
"What's going on? Didn't we offer sacrifices?"
"Is it because our request is too much? The old rulers think that the sacrifice is not equal to the request?"
Panic spread immediately, they knew that the female adventurer still existed, and they felt very uncomfortable.
"Our village is going to end."
"It's over. Now the village's only hope is gone."
"We have no future!"
The kobolds wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, their faces gloomy, as if they had aged ten years suddenly.
"Everyone, listen to me." The priest stood up at this time, his red eyes filled with bloodshot eyes and said:
"Sacrificing sacrifices to the evil god is not that easy. Even if it is a blood sacrifice, it may not be successful in summoning the evil god to come. In His eyes, the hope we send to the whole village is just an insignificant ant on the roadside, and it cannot be called qualified at all. sacrifice."
"I think our faith is not sincere enough and our sacrifices are not rare enough. We need to hold a new sacrifice!"
"Master Priest, what do we need to sacrifice to impress the evil god?" Someone asked in a voiceless voice.
"I don't know, so we have to search hard." The priest shook his head. He was just an ordinary priest. For the first time he offered sacrifices to the evil god, the immortality of the village was already the best result.
The man on the patrol hesitated and said, "I heard that the cat-faced mountain village also made sacrifices to the old rulers."
"What? They held a sacrifice too!"
A group of kobolds gathered around.
"How many of them died?" the older generation of kobolds asked hurriedly.
The patrol team members shook their heads and said: "No one died, they presented the treasure of the village."
"Did they succeed?"
"It seems that they didn't get a response from the old rulers, but the cat-faced man had a nightmare last night. I heard it was very scary. Life was worse than death. Many old people went crazy after waking up."
When everyone heard this result, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.
Offering sacrifices to evil gods is never the best choice.
It can range from being riddled with bad luck to being plagued by bad luck, or it can lead to the entire team being wiped out.
Only fanatical believers who want to destroy the world in their hearts like to summon evil gods.
The kobold mountain village was robbed by adventurers, and all the women in the village were robbed. They wanted to destroy the women of all the adventurers in the world.
This coincides with the crazy idea of expecting to destroy the world, and this is also the main motivation for them to take risks.
At this time, the kobold strategist in the village tapped the ground with his cane, "Our ultimate goal is to make the adventurers pay for their debts with blood. This is an indispensable path of bloodshed!"
"Next time, bring a group of adventurers over, let them kneel on the ground, face the sacrificial ceremony, and give them a taste of nightmares!"
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the dog-headed military advisor's new military strategy.
"This idea seems to be a good one."
Some people also asked: "Why not just send the adventurers as sacrifices? If they see the true appearance of the evil god, they will never survive tomorrow."
"Idiot! If you do this, you will anger the evil god, and our whole village will be destroyed. Don't think that anything can be used as a sacrifice!" The dog-headed military advisor knocked on the floor, hating that iron could not become steel.
"Those adventurers have bad personalities, are self-centered, and are arrogant. They can easily anger the evil god. We cannot do stupid things."
After hearing the explanation from the dog-headed military advisor, they understood.
"It makes sense."
"That's what the military advisor said."
A group of kobolds scratched the backs of their heads, feeling ashamed of their silly thoughts.
After a while, the kobold mountain village found a new goal - to capture the adventurer alive!
Kemeng, who is far away on the earth, looks at his task list and is preparing to do the evaluation task. He does not know that the evil believer has imagined that the sacrifice is not rare enough, the belief is not sincere enough, and he does not know that he will have an unlucky adventure next time. who appears.
