Holy Grail City, Nunerhe 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.

Little did the villagers know that a bloody disaster had just passed by them.

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 given a continuous submachine gun during this operation and became the team leader of a group of ten.

The three-star gold 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 a tour instead of a killing operation.

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 symbols, and the other party would detect it 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 source of symbols has been eliminated.

However, after the old cat experienced his initial worries, he did not find the soul singer in the team.

The image of the other party was still easy to identify. This team was entirely composed of Hesse people, which made the old cat understand at the same time that the soul singer should be following him secretly somewhere.

After Hesse's team slaughtered all the villages, he would appear and 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 ultimately be a one-sided battle, because the village is located in a mountain valley, 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 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 me were not as valuable as the five silver dollars that I was about to receive.

After saying that, Pelo waved and led the other three teams at a trot forward, quickly disappearing from the old cat's sight.

The old cat breathed a sigh of relief slowly, looked at his men's posture with guns raised 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 the stone on the roadside, took out the 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 blood?"

One of his subordinates seemed to disagree with the captain's words and said:

"This village supports the federation, and they are enemies of the southern tribes!"

"It is not a pity for them to die. They are hindering the great goal of our southern tribe, preventing our southern province from becoming a super province, and preventing us from living a better 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 the same Hesse people as we are."

"No! No!" His subordinates also shook their heads:

"They are not noble Hesse people, they are just a group 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 that 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 people 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 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 men immediately raised their rifles and aimed at the figure.

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. Our own people did not carry torches.

There is something wrong with this person!

Just when several Hesse people raised their guns as if they were facing a powerful enemy, the old cat laughed softly:

"Don't be nervous, we are one of our own!"

"One of our own?" Several of his subordinates were immediately 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! This is an order!"

Several people suddenly fell into doubts and hesitated.

The intuitive feeling was that this person was definitely not one of our own. This was almost a certain fact. However, the captain ordered them to put down their guns with such certainty.

This makes them wonder what to do at this time

At this moment, the figure who was gradually approaching seemed to hear the conversation 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 his gun at the ground.

The figure has 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.

It's just that at this time, 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 square of the village, 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 which companion cried bitterly and made a shrill plea for mercy. The prisoners in the entire Hesse team seemed to realize what was about to happen next, and started shouting.

"Spare us!"

"Do not kill me."
To be continued...