The days in prison were not pleasant. Although it was very quiet inside, Heilig could not fall asleep every night. It was eerily quiet here, but at the same time, he also heard countless sounds that upset him.
own voice.
In the past few days, he was thinking all the time, what if he guessed wrong and there was no threat from the alien demon army? Would he have to stay here for the rest of his life? And as a hunter, he should not
He just hoped that an army of strange monsters would appear. He knew that would mean destruction, and he could not imagine how terrifying a group of disciplined monster armies would be.
In addition, he also thought about the chestnut. Did anyone take care of it while he was in prison? There was also Rena who stayed on the second floor. I hoped nothing would happen to her.
"Follow me."
Elder Mazar took Heilig out of the dungeon. The moment he walked outside, the dazzling light made him almost unable to open his eyes.
The appearance outside has changed a lot, with busy hunters and many flying magic eagles appearing in the sky, carrying many weapons and supplies, while the hunters and soldiers of the hive are busy carrying various boxes and weapons.
Seeing this scene, Heilig truly realized the seriousness of the problem. The alien demon army had really appeared. Those elders must have exploded at this time.
Heilig's mouth curved slightly. To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of those aggressive and aloof elders, except of course the great elder Qiu Zhong and the elder Mazha.
Perhaps Elder Mazar noticed Heilig's thoughts. She suddenly stopped but said nothing. After Heilig had a straight face and lowered his head, she continued walking.
The two of them arrived at the back hill of the Beehive without saying a word. Heilig had never been here before, because it was forbidden to enter, and no one knew what was inside.
Obviously, there must be something unusual here, because there is a beautiful gravel road on the mountain that leads all the way to Houshan Mountain. The weeds on the roadside have obviously been cleaned up, and the road is very clean.
With doubts, Heilig was brought to a strange house. To be precise, this house was not because of its unique shape, but because it was the kind of house that looked like a thatched cottage. The people who lived here had the ability to build a road like this.
It's a beautiful road, but the house we live in is so dilapidated. This is the strangest place.
There was still a wisp of green smoke inside the house, and strings of dried plants were hung outside.
Elder Mazha suddenly stopped. She turned around and reminded in a low voice: "When you see Lord Korokolo later, don't talk nonsense. Just answer whatever she asks. Other than that, you don't have to say anything.
Do you understand?"
Koro Koro? That great prophet?
Heilig was shocked. Koro Koro, that is a prophet elder of the Yalong tribe, heard that all the things she predicted had happened, most of which were various natural disasters, and even included the invasion of some strange monsters.
event.
But it is rumored that she has an extremely weird temper and hates contact with other people. Heiliger has not heard from her for a long time. The last time he was in his original tribe, he was only six or seven years old.
At that time, I didn't expect that she was still alive.
And he actually lives in the mountains behind the hive.
"Go in."
Elder Mazar stood at the door, looking at Heilig, as if he did not intend to go in.
"Aren't you going in?"
Heilig frowned and asked. To be honest, he was a little worried.
"She wanted to see you by name, not me or anyone else."
The elder shook his head, showing his helplessness.
It seems that this prophet has a much higher status than the elders.
Heilig nodded. He plucked up the courage and walked to the door, even looking back.
He stretched out his right hand and was about to knock on the door when suddenly an old woman's voice came from inside the door:
"I don't know how to eat people, why don't you come in quickly!"
The sound of scolding came, and Heilig finally understood why the elder was unwilling to go in. This old man really had a bad temper.
So he took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
The inside is very simple. There is a pot in the center of the room. Apart from a bed and a cabinet, there are only some bottles and cans left.
The Koro Seer was standing in front of the cauldron. She was an old Argonian. The scales on her body were white and falling off. She was very thin and her back was bent like a hump.
"Are you the hunter who rings the bell?"
"Yes, it's me."
Heilig replied, standing at the door with his head lowered and his waist bent, with uneasiness written on his face.
Seeing this, Seer Koro smiled coldly and said: "Humph, a strong young man is afraid of me, an old and useless guy who is about to die."
The old man's words were hard to hear, but Heilig didn't dare to say anything, and what she said made sense.
"Sit down quickly. What are you doing standing at the door?"
The other party cursed again, and Heilig didn't know what to do, so he just nodded and walked into the room.
There were no chairs here, so he could only sit on the floor with his back to the door.
The old man has been busy, putting the contents of this jar into that jar, or taking some strange things and throwing them into the smoking cauldron. The smell in the room is very unpleasant, with a smell of herbal medicine.
smell.
At this time, she held a small jar and sprinkled some green powder into the large pot. Suddenly the color of the flame changed, and the boiling bubbles in the pot gave off a pungent smell.
Just when Heilig couldn't help but let out a low cough, the old man put down the jar and clapped his hands.
"Calderilla is going to perish."
She just said a shocking word in a calm manner, and Heilig's eyes widened. This was coming from the mouth of a prophet, and it was not a funny thing.
"Is this...the world going to be destroyed?"
Under the tension, Heilig even forgot what he wanted to say. He wanted to ask if this was true? Is there any way to change it, but he ended up saying something ridiculous.
"The world? Humph, the world doesn't need you and me to worry about. We are the only ones who will be destroyed. Those strange demon armies you mentioned will kill us to pieces."
"Then no one can stop them?"
"Yes, of course there are, and there are many, demon kings, brave men, and even so-called gods, but they are not in Calderila."
The old man smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "We in Calderira are the places that hate God the most in the world. Do you know why?"
Heilig shook his head. Indeed, the race here does not have any belief in God. Although there is a profession like prophet, they believe more in magic and their own hands.
Seer Keluo glanced at Heilig, then turned around, picked up another jar and smelled it.
Suddenly, she sighed and said: "A long time ago, this place used to be the center of the world. There lived a supreme emperor here. He ruled the world. No one in the world dared to disobey him, and our ancestors were
His servants serve Him and
Living a life like a paradise. At that time, there were no wars in the world, and there were no brave men or demon kings. That emperor was the only demon king in the world and the only belief of our ancestors. But everything was destroyed by those gods.
Already."
"This is a tragic story. That war made the world tremble. The gods erased the memory of the world, but our ancestors are the only ones who remember that period of history. They believe that the real devil will one day
He would come back, so he stayed here, waiting for the return of his master. But one day, a guy who called himself the Great Sage came to this remote place and told our ancestors that he had a way to make the devil come back...
"
Keluo suddenly turned around now, looked at Heilig, and said: "Our ancestors were deceived. What they summoned was not the devil, but things from hell..."