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There were two corpses sitting next to each other at the fork in the road. When Hermione turned over from the wooden railing, she turned her head.
"Teacher Lecia, my Glendon is missing. Have you seen him?"
Awosika, whose body was covered with horrific wounds and whose belly was torn open like petals, stood up. Her original maternal nature still existed, and the two incongruous temperaments were mixed together.
The horizontal gap in front of the body could clearly see the ribs and spine inside, and the scattered internal organs made Hermione almost vomit after seeing clearly.
"Teacher Lecia, I can't see, please help my sister."
Jessica's eyes were pools of blood, and her body was also covered with hideous knife marks. It was as if the blood all over her body had been sucked away, leaving no obvious blood stains on the ground.
"You guys should go back quickly, I don't know where Glendon is."
She resisted all kinds of complicated emotions and the memories of the past few days, and left here directly.
She remembered something again, and she was here to save people.
Who it was, I couldn't remember for a moment.
The protrusion in the forbidden land has been calling me, and it must have the answer it wants.
"Teacher Lecia, why did you leave us? Is it because we are not good enough?"
Awosika stuffed Jessica into her ragged belly, and they merged into a strange four-legged monster and chased her.
The place he passed became lush and lush, the originally ferocious wounds were constantly healing, and his normal eyes became dark red.
Hermione, who hid behind the house, found that the necklaces around her neck, hands and feet were restricting her movement and thinking. She vaguely knew that this was also a kind of pollution.
"I'm sorry, this is also a torture for you."
She directly found a flame inside and set it on fire. Several people behind her had already chased into the yard. After lighting it, she drove directly from the back. Light everything she saw on the road and let this weird place disappear!
Awosika, who was burning with flames, roared and broke through the blocking wooden railing. The flames attached to her receded from her body without causing any damage.
There was a sound of explosion, and Natalia also swept these things away with her big sword. The ends of her hair began to turn red, and she jumped up to Hermione's side.
"You shouldn't do these things. It will waste your time to escape. You can't teach it no matter how hard you teach it."
She grabbed Hermione's shoulders and twisted them around, then kicked Hermione in the abdomen and knocked her into the opposite house, leaving a big hole in the wooden wall.
Hermione only raised her sword with both hands to block the swinging sword, revealing a huge flaw.
She endured the pain and ran away quickly. This was their home court and she had no chance of winning against them.
Only by taking back your own power can you fight against them and have a chance to save the person you are looking for.
When she was approaching the dilapidated building with a steeple, she noticed that in the wheat field next to it, a group of villagers were fighting with the bat-winged North inside.
He broke off the arms of Germaine and his son and threw them aside. There were many corpses lying in the distance, and the villagers fired shotguns constantly.
Hermione didn't understand why she heard the gunfire only after seeing it, and quickly ran towards the school, beyond which she reached the forbidden area.
Now she is like a light swallow, running quickly in the shadows of the sun, nimbly avoiding obstacles.
Natalia from behind smiled disdainfully, glanced at North over there, and continued to bounce a few times to catch up.
The giant-mouthed monster's black tentacles kept touching the ground to help it jump, gaining more vision to lock onto Hermione.
The four-legged Awosika and mutated thorn Betty fell on both sides and kept mumbling to themselves.
"Teacher Lecia, we can't bear to leave you, please stay."
Some old-fashioned brothers pulled out a big net and ran out of the building yard to stop her. Steele, who had a cold expression, also came over with a long sword and waved directly at her limbs.
At this moment, she felt like she was being restricted, with people blocking her in front and behind her.
A fierce roar of fear was heard, and the body that had regained freedom fell backwards.
Hermione used her rapier to support her body to avoid the long sword swinging from above, and swept Steele down with one kick.
Then he quickly kicked her away with a few more kicks, picked up the sharp long sword on the ground, and threw away the sharp sword without a sharp edge.
With a sword, the two brothers cut open the large net in the middle and ran quickly through the building to the back.
In the square with flat grass, there are small bumps of weeds in sight, and Little is waiting there.
She lowered her head and quickly rolled away from here, and a noose fell on where she was just standing.
The pregnant Yulia walked out from the side holding a whip and a rope. She was still beautiful and dignified, exuding the light of motherhood.
It seemed to Hermione that there was a venomous snake coiling behind her, spitting out messages and waiting for a fatal blow.
The two of them were just blocking the front, and the noise behind them was getting louder and louder. Hermione could only keep going to the edge and back to the protruding grass pile.
Little spoke slowly and unhurriedly, looking very calm.
"Lecia, why are you doing this? We are not good enough to you? We even ask for your opinion first whether you want to be a mother. If you don't agree, we won't force you."
"My name is Hermione Evanna Soren. I am not Lecia, and I don't want to be anything else. I want to find myself."
"When you come to Yancir, you must abide by Yancir's rules. The past is in the past. Do you want me to repeat those rules?"
Little took out a shotgun, loaded the ammunition skillfully and held it in his hand.
Bang! A gunshot rang out. Hermione sensitively caught the trajectory of the bullet and blocked it with her long sword. She felt a sharp pain in her palm, and a red mark appeared on her body supporting the sword.
"Lecia, because this is your first offender, throw away the sword and come back. You are still our beloved sacrificial saint, but punishment is inevitable."
"Come back, my child, to mother."
Julia also opened her arms and came towards Hermione exuding motherliness.
"My mother is not a poisonous snake like you. I would rather die than be so ignorant and selfless."
Gunshots rang out again, stopping Hermione from moving towards the raised grass pile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You will die if you go there. You are too young, Lecia." Little said skillfully, feeling a little helpless. There have been a lot of people making trouble in the village recently.
Natalia landed here after a few bounces. I don't know why she arrived a little late.
Some villagers with broken limbs came up on the fence, some were put together like broken mirrors, some were purple and black like rotten mud, and some were covered with dense eyes...
Betty, who looked like a piece of human skin hung in a pile of thorns, and Awosika, the monster with bulging fleshy balls on four legs, wanted to step forward, but were restrained by Natalia's breath.
The Green and Martel she saw last time were both intact in the square, staring at her as if they were looking at delicious food. More and more villagers gathered here.
"Come back, Lecia. You can't bear her death either."
Natalia raised her sword, and a monster with a huge mouth jumped out from behind. The tentacles on its mouth bound a struggling and crying man.
It's Dermot, how could she?
Several more voluptuous women walked out of the crowd, and there was a man whose belly was open like petals and covered with scars, holding Awosika and having sex with her.
The mutilated people appeared one after another in the back, which was strange and terrifying, putting huge pressure on Hermione in front.
"You came in just to find her. If she dies, she is really dead. There will be no chance again."
Natalia's attention was entirely on Hermione, and the tips of her blond hair had turned red. She wanted to seize that moment of hesitation and win over her.
Hermione looked at the struggling Dermot. He felt very familiar and wanted to remember it, but the voices in her ears were so annoying.
"Teacher Lecia, come with me, I like you too."
"It's me."
…
"What are you trying to grab? I'll just send you to hell to accompany us."
North spread his bat-like wings, jumped out of nowhere and cut Dermot's body almost into two pieces with his sharp claws.
