Chapter 554: Barbarian Ritual
The monster with giant hands was so frightened that it shrank back behind the door.
When everyone walked in, the monster closed the door.
Thor saw that the monster had a big head and hands, but a small torso and lower limbs. When huddled behind the door, it could only rely on the wall or the door to keep itself from falling.
"Who are you?" the old man's voice sounded.
Thor turned around and saw an old man behind the door on the opposite side of the passage.
His upper body was intact and he was glaring at Thor arrogantly.
But his lower body was completely submerged in a clay flowerpot as tall as a person.
It seems to be planted in the soil.
"I'm passing by and want to come here to rest for a night, is that okay?"
The old man looked at Sol, and his words were still stiff. "Do you have an introducer?"
"Introducer?" Sol was startled.
"You can't enter without an introducer! Our settlement is a place where there is a second-level witch. Don't even think about forcing your way in."
There is a second-level witch in such a small settlement?
Thor would definitely not have a conflict with Tier 2 casually. When he was hesitating whether to go directly into the ancient forest of survivors without asking for information, another voice sounded beside the old man.
"Let me be his introducer~"
Kismet walked out from behind the door with a smile on his hands behind his back.
Sol's pupils narrowed and he said nothing.
The old man in the flowerpot looked at Kismet suspiciously - the latter exuded the magic power of a first-order wizard.
"Do you really know him?"
Kismet's smile continued, "Although I am surprised to meet him here, he is my brother, how could I not know him." "
Your brother?" Flower Pot The old man looked at Thor suspiciously, then at Kismet, "You guys look nothing alike."
Kismet came over and put his hand on Thor's shoulder, "You are actually discussing whether wizard brothers look alike? Do you think we are not worthy of witch body transformation?" "Hmph, okay, I won't ask anymore, you
guys Go in." The old man in the flower pot was obviously too lazy to listen to Kismet's excuses. Since he said he knew Sol, let's just take it as such.
When the two of them walked out of the passage of the wall, Thor pushed away Kismet's hand, "Didn't you go to Iscape? What are you planning to do when you come back?"
Kismet covered his chest with a sad look on his face. "I heard that the master's brother has arrived in the Borderlands, and I hurriedly ran over here, thinking of giving you the third golden page I promised you." Thor crossed his arms, "Oh? Then you know where
I live now Where?"
"Of course, the reputation of the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower has begun to spread in the Borderlands. In fact, just because you have obtained Clark's recognition, the reputation of the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower has greatly increased." Keith Matt immediately turned into a smile again.
"Oh, you know where I am, and you came here to find me?"
Kismet: "Uh..."
Thor was about to ask Kismet for the golden pages when suddenly a boy ran towards them.
Just as he was about to run in front of Thor, a tall and thin man pounced and threw the boy to the ground.
The boy had a ferocious look on his face, and as soon as he fell to the ground, he wanted to elbow the adult behind him.
But at this time, a pair of rough hands held him down.
The boy looked up and saw the third person. He was stunned and didn't resist anymore.
The man holding down the boy's arm had a stubble on his face. He raised his head and said to the people coming from behind: "I'm holding him down, hurry up!"
Two men in brighter clothes came behind and squatted at the boy's feet. Holding his ankles, the other took a nail and a hammer and without hesitation knocked two deep bloody holes in the soles of the boy's feet.
"Ah!!!" The boy looked eleven or twelve years old, how could he endure such pain?
He screamed and stared at the bearded man holding his arm, and soon began to cry.
The boy's feet were bandaged with dark yellow bandages by the people behind him. The person holding his arms put the boy on his shoulders and took him back.
"Drilling holes in the soles of the feet? What kind of custom is this?"
Kismet smiled and said: "The custom of the barbarians."
At this time, a wizard apprentice passed by. Hearing what the two said, he was about to glare at them, but it turned out that they were two first-order people. The wizard quickly lowered his head and pretended that he did not exist.
But Thor still noticed the apprentice's reaction. He touched his chin and thought: "It seems that this custom is also related to wizards."
He closed his eyes and recalled.
The seven blindfolded men I saw before entering here...do they have a hole in the bottom of their feet?
...
The wizard apprentice named Nick was very angry when he heard others commenting on the solemn ceremony of the settlement as "barbarian customs".
But what made him even more angry was that he could only lower his head and pretend not to exist when facing two wizards!
He has been stuck as a third-level apprentice for twenty years, with no hope of promotion before.
But when he came here, he found that the barriers that hindered his promotion were loosened a little. In his heart, this ceremony is extremely great!
How can people be allowed to comment like this?
Although he doesn't have the ability to teach two first-level wizards a lesson, he can find someone!
And this person is also the most powerful person in the settlement...a second-level wizard!
Their great wizard Lord Monte!
So Nick, filled with resentment and some unexplainable emotions, took advantage of the opportunity to report the results and filed a complaint with the big witch.
"That's it, Lord Wizard." Nick knelt on the ground and didn't feel ashamed. "Now these wizards outside are enjoying the benefits you have given me, but they still comment on your ceremony like this. I think they are really ungrateful. , should be taught a lesson.”
However, while Nick was chattering endlessly, the wizard who was kneeling across from him didn't even look at him.
Dawu Meng was inspecting the wooden frame that was rotating at a constant speed on the carbon frame.
A person is tied to the wooden frame, and is being roasted evenly as the wooden frame moves.
His skin was already dark red and almost black in color, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, and it was obvious that he was still breathing.
At this time, a trace of white liquid suddenly dripped from his closed eyes.
The great witch's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out to put the drop of liquid into the bottle at hand.
"This concentration is good." Da Wu admired it happily for a while, then turned around and found that the person on the grill was dead.
"Another one died." The great witch frowned slightly, then turned to Nick who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Go and buy more slaves this time. Now is the time of high productivity. I don't want it to be so simple in the meat nest." Something went wrong."
He didn't mention the two people Nick had just sued, and he obviously didn't care at all.
"Yes, sir." Nick leaned over quickly, not daring to say anything more.
After the apprentice left, a woman with a big belly walked out of the house at the back.
The woman's face was flushed, she lowered her head and smiled and touched her belly.
She came out and saw the dead man on the grill, with a look of disgust in her eyes.
"Ordinary people can persist for too short a time, and their production capacity is also low." The
great witch asked knowingly, "Why, you still want to use apprentices to make meat nests?"
The woman curled her lips, "How is that possible? How different is the difference between apprentices and ordinary people?"
Yan Yan I actually wanted to use the wizard as a meat nest.
Although the great wizard is a second-level wizard, he is still hesitant to take action against a formal wizard. Once discovered by others, he might become a public enemy in Borderlands.
The great witch waved his hand and threw the body out of the room without answering the woman's words.
Although the woman was a little unhappy, she did not dare to be too presumptuous when facing the second-level wizard.
Her belly moved twice, causing the woman to instantly lose her color in pain.
But when the pain passed, she smiled again and stroked her belly.
"In one or two years, He will come."
The woman looked at her belly with burning eyes, but it was not at all like a mother looking at her child.
The great witch also stared at the woman's belly, but unlike the woman's reverence, his fiery eyes were also mixed with a trace of greed.
There are still one or two years...
(End of chapter)