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(Thirty-eight) Dead (Elena Qiuyue, III)

"Hey, I helped you get revenge!" A cheerful male voice answered him, "It's okay if you don't thank me, but you still doubt my goodwill. This is really heartbreaking."

"Stop... stop talking nonsense!" the hoarse voice asked, "Did you... make me become like this!"

Elena extinguished the light around her - although she suspected that the other party might have discovered them. She and Grote approached carefully, and when they poked their heads out from behind a mound, they saw a naked Sasha.

The strange man was holding a lantern in his hand and was looking around nervously.

On the man's exposed chest, slightly to the right of the heart, there are still traces of being pierced by a sharp blade, but the blood has stopped flowing out. His right hand is holding a worn-out dagger, and the left hand holding the lantern is also holding a comrade.

It was a head belonging to a Sachi man. The eyes of the head were wide open, as if he had not thought that he would die in this way.

The boy suddenly grabbed her hand. Elena turned her head and saw that the boy's teeth were chattering up and down, and his eyes were flashing with anger. She had heard the boy say that in the culture of the Sachi people, the resurrection of the dead was a great evil.

A sign symbolizes that the world of the living is about to be overthrown. Trying to resurrect the dead is an evil act that is blasphemous to our ancestors and will never be tolerated.

When the Edda's magic was still spread in the world, this was one of the main reasons why they and the Elna people were hostile to each other.

Elena turned around and hugged the young man's tall and thin body. Even though she had guessed everything that happened in the cemetery and truly witnessed the moment of the resurrection of the dead, it was still difficult for Glock to accept it. She looked at the young man with clear eyes.

, convey your feelings to the other party.

"You did a great job, you were very brave, and because of you, we were able to witness what we saw. So, thank you."

The boy slowly calmed down. He pushed the girl away and nodded, indicating that he was fine.

"Unfortunately, the answer is wrong." The answer came from another direction, with a hint of curiosity, "According to that guy, you should obey my orders! What went wrong, or is it really another person?

A failure, right?”

"Come out!" The man, or the resurrected old Hank, was wandering aimlessly, trying to get closer to the source of the sound, but found nothing. "Hiding coward! The ancestors will curse you!"

"——That's really scary. Well, as you wish, I'm out."

The answer sounded again, but it turned into a soft female voice. At the same time, a Sachi woman wearing cloth appeared from the void, walked slowly not far from the front of old Hank, and looked at the resurrected man with a smile.

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"That's Rosie! Old Hank's wife!" The young man whispered into Elena's ear, "Why did she come here!"

Because that's not Rosie at all, Elena thought to herself. She waved her hand to signal the boy to stop talking, and then continued to stare at the scene not far away.

"It's a nice surprise, old man?" The original male voice came again, seemingly coming from behind Rosie. He recited a short sentence in a low voice, and Elena saw that Old Hank's eyes instantly changed.

He was dull and lifeless, "Listen to my order... Well, what should I say? By the way, just kill this woman!"

The naked man suddenly took a few steps forward, and then stopped stiffly. The muscles in his whole body seemed to be abnormally tense, and he spat out unclear words from his throat.

"No...I...don't...allow...you..." The man's clenched left hand suddenly released, letting his head and lantern roll to the ground. The lantern rolled over several times on the ground, still exuding tenacity.

light.

"Not obedient at all. I said it from the beginning, and sure enough, that guy Cullen's guarantee can't be trusted!" The voice read out another short word, and Old Hank's stiff body suddenly relaxed, and he stumbled forward a few steps before he managed to force himself.

Stand firm, "Let me tell you, that is just a fake person, I made it to deceive you!"

Old Hank said nothing. He clenched the dagger in his hand, took a few steps closer to Rosie, and cautiously put on a defensive posture.

"Well, it seems that not only are you disobedient, but your brain is also not very smart." The voice suddenly moved away and sounded not far in front of Rosie, "It seems that I am the only one who can do it for you!"

There was a soft bang in the air - that was the sound of a crossbow being fired. Old Hank tensed his body, launched himself in the direction of the sound, and at the same time waved the dagger in his hand.

He estimated the direction correctly, but miscalculated where the opponent was aiming. The sharp arrow passed under his waving arm and pierced his lower abdomen.

Elena heard a hoarse groan, and then found a huge hole in Old Hank's abdomen, which quickly spread throughout the body. She couldn't help but cover her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from screaming out at this horrific scene.

The expanding cavity quickly divided old Hank into two parts, and then swallowed his torso, thighs, arms and calves. But until the head completely disappeared, the man's mouth continued to open and close, and his eyes stared straight into the sky, never closing.

superior.

"Oh my, it's such a tiring job." Following some helpless complaints, a short male figure appeared in the air. He was wearing tight-fitting black leather armor and casually carrying a small pitch-black crossbow in his hand.

.The arrow fired from this crossbow just now easily killed - or rather destroyed, Old Hank's body.

He turned his head, and his dark eyes, which seemed to have absorbed all the brilliance, met Elena's gaze.

Elena's heart tightened. What happened just now was far beyond her imagination. At least she had never learned or heard of such magic. She subconsciously held the emblem that Helencia gave her, but

Feeling a sudden numbness in the palm of his hand, the emblem came out of his hand, flew through the air spontaneously, and landed in the hand of the Yite man.

"After watching for so long, not to mention the ticket price, there was not even a single applause. It's so disappointing!" Yitren complained sadly, looking at the emblem in his hand, "I'll just use this as a tip.

Okay...eh?"

He was suddenly stunned for a moment and looked at the badge up and down for a while. When he spoke again, his voice changed in tone, "This is the little witch's thing... You actually know her! Where is she?"

"It was given to me by Sister Yinyue." The Yit people obviously knew Hailancia. Elena quickly turned her brain, thinking about how to use this to get out of danger, "Sister Yinyue... let us first

Came here to investigate the situation, as for her... she should be here soon~"

She recalled the female footprints in the cemetery - if she couldn't scare the other party, she could only pray that what she said was true, Elena thought.

"Ah, what a hell!" However, the Yit man's reaction was beyond Elena's expectation. He threw the emblem at the girl, his tone full of regret and complaint, "Every time I do something bad, I will get it."

What kind of sin have I committed by fucking her! Damn it, if she knows, I will be criticized by her again——"

As if echoing his words, the soft silver-white light outlined an elegant and slender figure, and then transformed into a young woman wearing a white robe.

"I already know." Helencia said softly, but there was no smile on her face, "Long time no see, Hughes."


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