Chapter 416: The Forsaken Realm of Gods (5) (1st update + 2nd update + 43.6w nutrient solution 3rd update) [VIP]

The morning in Rossburg begins with the awakening of the adventurers.

When the horizon gradually brightened, some adventurers opened their eyes, packed their bags, and prepared to start their next journey.

The weapon stained with blood and frost was picked up from the ground and fixed back on the adventurer's back. A cold light flashed on the sharp blade of the weapon, indicating that its owner had sharpened it to a sharper edge the night before.

The sound of doors opening one after another could be heard from the inn. The members of the adventurer team pushed open the doors, greeted each other loudly, and welcomed a new day of adventure.

Faint and unclear sounds of prayers could be heard from scattered doors. It was a new day, and the sun was about to rise slowly as usual amid the priests' prayers praising the God of Light.

Just when everything was going as usual and every adventurer in the inn was about to start an ordinary yet unknown day, a chaotic sound of footsteps broke the peace.

"I...Ian! Come and see!" The one who ran up was an adventurer with a long thin tail, holding his bow and arrow in his hand, "It seems like something happened down there!"

The adventurers were stunned for a few seconds. Ian, who was called by him, squeezed out of the crowd and said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to get breakfast from the boss?"

Most hotels that provide accommodation for adventurers will also provide breakfast for the next morning. Different places provide different breakfasts. Traveling across all continents and tasting the special breakfasts of hotels in each place is also one of the pleasures of adventurers.

"Yeah... yeah!" The adventurer who went down to get breakfast took a few breaths and finally caught his breath. "But there's no one down there! It seems there's no one in the entire Rossburg!"

Although the sun has not risen yet, the whole town should be gradually waking up at this time.

The chef who provides breakfast for adventurers in the inn, the bell-knocker who wakes up early in the morning to provide wake-up service, the blacksmith who needs to get up early in the morning to forge iron, and the Adventurer's Guild service staff who provide commissions for adventurers...

With so many people needing to get up early in the morning, how is it possible that there is no one down there now!

The adventurers were shocked, and bad thoughts were already spreading among the crowd.

"Could it be that some monster broke into Rossburg last night?" someone whispered.

"Monsters around? I haven't heard of monsters around Rossburg? Hasn't this area always been peaceful?"

"I didn't hear any fighting last night?"

"Someone go down and take a look."

“I’ll go, I’ll go!”

A burly axe master walked out of the crowd, holding a large axe that had been sharpened last night. "I'll go down and take a look."

"I'll go with you." A few more adventurers ran out.

Everyone was holding weapons in their hands and walked down the hotel stairs carefully.

Sure enough, the sky outside the window was already bright. There was no one in the kitchen on the first floor of the hotel, which should have been steaming. The whole of Rossburg was quiet in the morning light.

"Let's knock on the boss's door first," the leading archer tiptoed forward a few steps and knocked on the door a few times. "Is anyone there? Boss? Boss?"

There was a slight noise from inside the door.

Everyone was on high alert, holding their weapons tightly.

The door was gently pushed open a little, and the boss's cautious voice came from the gap: "Who is it?"

"We are the adventurers from upstairs!" The archer carefully pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his back, put it on the string, and stared at the street vigilantly, "Boss, did something happen last night?"

The other adventurers behind him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that their boss was fine, but then they held their breath at his question.

And in the next second.

The door panel let out a whine full of shock, and the hotel owner poked his head out: "Damn, don't you know?"

"Last night..." The boss looked at the adventurers at the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all normal humans. "I heard that many dead people were resurrected last night!"

The adventurers all gasped.

*

And the culprit who caused all this was lying on the bed.

Bai Jinshu turned over in a daze and was woken up by the bump.

There was something hard pressing against his shoulder. He reached out his hand dazedly to touch it and felt a skeleton.

Bai Jinshu:?

Now I am completely awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the old ceiling of the Adventurer's Inn. The sun outside had already risen completely, but this town, which should have been bustling, was now surprisingly quiet.

Bai Jinshu yawned and then remembered that he was woken up by something.

Probably Huai Jiamu’s forearm…

This is the bad thing about the skeleton.

He woke up from the bed, put on the wizard robe with a large hood again, stood by the window and looked down.

A few residents on the street had already woken up, but everyone was moving extremely cautiously, as if they might wake something up if they walked a little harder.

People on the entire street were tiptoeing, and in sharp contrast to these natives was a bird hovering in the sky that was completely black except for the white feathers on its head.

Some of the investors who woke up early recognized what it was:

【Bird of mourning?】

【Why are there so many mourning birds?】

[Did too many dead bodies come out of the cemetery last night, attracting the mourning bird? ]

【That should be the case.】

[What's going on? What's going on? Is this the bird of mourning? You all know this bird, so I look stupid for not knowing it! ]

[The previous one, you probably haven't had much contact with necromancers or have never been to the ruins of the war of gods, right? The herald bird is actually very common. This kind of bird can be found wherever there is death. ]

[But to be honest, it's rare to see such a large number of mourning birds. It's probably because the boss woke up too many people from the coffin last night...]

[Indeed, the last time I saw so many mourning birds was at the center of the God War Ruins.]

The investors in the barrage came together to discuss these topics, and Bai Jinshu also figured out why there were so many mourning birds here.

Too many undead spells were used last night, causing the land of Rossburg to be filled with too much death aura without a specific direction. The herald birds are a race that lives for death. Compared with ordinary birds, their eyes can see the undead that have just left their bodies.

They will give these newly dead souls the first blessing from the world of death, and then take away the last bit of vitality that has not had time to leave from them. They are the birds that everyone will come into contact with when they reach the end of their life and enter the world of death.

A large number of mourning birds followed this scent, but did not find any newly dead souls, so they circled over Rossburg.

After a few days, when the smell of death on this land dissipates, these mourning birds will naturally leave.

However, ordinary people in Rossburg obviously don’t know the real reason why these black birds come here. They only know that the mourning birds will appear when someone dies.

A large number of mourning birds were circling in the sky. In addition, someone saw countless skeletons crawling out of graves last night. Therefore, everyone in Rossburg was very cautious, fearing that any big movement would disturb some mysterious existence.

The black mourning birds followed the breath of death and gradually approached the small hotel. The sky was almost covered by these birds with black wings, and no light could be seen. Just as Bai Jinshu stared at the street with an empty mind and was thinking about why they came, Huai Jiamu's voice came from behind: "What are you looking at?"

Bai Jinshu turned his head and saw another half-human, half-skeleton that had just woken up.

"Look downstairs," Bai Jinshu turned sideways and pointed his chin at the window, "It seems that there was a small disturbance in Rossburg last night."

Now all the residents of Rossburg are very cautious on the streets, while the adventurers are on high alert, checking everywhere for problems.

What is disturbing is that many of the graves of the dead in Rossburg actually show signs of being renovated.

Bai Jinshu's eyes wandered casually on the street, and suddenly he saw a familiar face.

A familiar face also saw him.

It was the unfortunate Hector.

Hector stood on the street, regretting why he had to raise his head for nothing.

He was walking peacefully on the street, and if he hadn't looked up he wouldn't have met the gaze of his new mentor.

The mourning birds throughout Rossburg were rotating around the Adventurer's Inn, and at the center of the vortex, the culprit who caused this abnormality was standing high above the bed, overlooking the town with a pair of eyes that were cold enough to freeze.

Hector felt that he had gained a lot of courage from last night's experience. Under such cold eyes, he did not sit down on the ground as his legs went weak. Instead, he immediately and calmly grabbed his teammates next to him.

"Sister Yan, the teacher is awake."

One night of interaction was enough for the exploration team members to get familiar with Hector.

"He's awake?" Guan Hongyan raised her head and glanced in the direction Hector was looking at. She successfully saw the figure of Delmis. "It just so happens that we have handed in the commission, so let's go back first."

Everyone around nodded.

This morning, when all the new adventurers arrived, the exploration team members in other rooms naturally woke up as well. However, compared to the adventurers and natives who were fully alert and had no idea what happened last night, they knew very well that the appearance of these birds was definitely related to them.

So everyone is extremely guilty...

Everyone got up with a guilty conscience, guiltily fooled around in response to questions from the enthusiastic adventurers around them, guiltily went out in response to the worried look of their boss, and then guiltily came to the Adventurer's Guild with a list of thirteen completed commissions.

The leopard woman receptionist from yesterday was replaced today by an ordinary human male who looked nothing special.

Seeing the thirteen orders in their hands, the receptionist was shocked but did not ask any further questions.

After all, these are ordinary commissions that can be completed without review, and the remuneration is also submitted by the client in person. They only serve as a platform.

After submitting the commission, everyone looked for any suitable commissions in the Adventurer's Guild's commission column. After looking at a few suitable ones, they headed towards the inn.

As a result, as soon as I walked downstairs of the hotel, I saw Delmis who seemed to have just woken up.

Yun Guang walked in front and knocked on Dermis's door first: "Dermis, are you up?"

There was no response from inside the room, but the door was opened.

It was opened by Delmis's bone dragon companion.

And Dermis herself was still standing in front of the windowsill, looking up slightly at the sky, pushing open the window and stretching out a hand.

A mourning bird that was circling in the sky flew down and landed steadily on his finger bone.

For these birds flying in pursuit of death, the scent of Delmis is the most familiar scent to them.

"Is this..." Yun Guang's eyes fell on the bird that was perched on his finger bone, "Is it the kind of mourning bird that flies in the sky?"

As he spoke, Dermis turned his head, and the mourning bird also tilted its head, looking in his direction with a bright red eye, the same color as Dermis's only remaining eye.

Everyone standing at the door shuddered subconsciously.

"Yes," Dermis agreed without emotion, shaking her fingers to drive the mourning bird away from her hand, "Don't let it stay on my hand, my partner will be jealous."

The exploration team members at the door: ...

Really?

They turned silently to look at Delmis's partner beside them.

I don't see this person being jealous at all...

"These birds came here because of our commission last night..." Yun Guang asked tactfully, "Is there any way to restore peace to Rossburg?"

Now the whole town has almost come to a standstill because of these sudden appearance of birds. Most vendors dare not go out, and the front desk of the Adventurer's Guild has been changed from an ordinary front desk with little combat ability to adventurers with certain experience.

There was no breakfast at the inn this morning, so the adventurers had to eat dry bread.

"No," Bai Jinshu turned around, pulled his hood, and glanced casually at Hector standing at the edge of the crowd, "Or maybe there is."

"These birds are following the dead. They will linger in the sky if there are not enough new undead souls," he said in a cold voice. "It's easy to make them leave. As long as enough people die and there are enough new undead souls, they will leave."

Everyone: No need!

"Then let's not go," White Moth said sincerely, quickly changing the subject, "Dermis, we have sorted out some high-level commissions here, which one do you want to go for?"

Roseburg is just an ordinary small town. Compared to some turbulent areas, it is relatively peaceful and there are no dangerous monsters around.

There aren't many high-level commissions in the Adventurer's Guild here, and after screening for a long time, everyone only selected these few.

"You guys talk." Bai Jinshu started.

"Let me read it to you," Zhao Yinglai picked up a commission, "This is to kill a wild animal with a sharp shell in the surrounding area and obtain its rough skin to make leather. This leather is one of the high-quality materials for adventurers' light armor. Because it is very aggressive to humans, ordinary people will die or be injured if they get close to it. Only adventurers can kill a large number of them, so it is a high-level task."

"This is to collect the roots of a plant with a very deadly venom," Xu Zichen also picked up one, "This thing will release toxins to any living thing that comes close. Only the priests can use the purification technique of the Church of Light to purify these toxins. The higher the level of the priest, the better the evolution effect, so it is also a high-level task."

"There is another escort," Su Hao added. "We prefer this commission. It was issued by a merchant in Rossburg. They have to carry some important goods through the Erso Mountains, Starwind Rock Lake and Bibei City, and finally reach the Rama Fortress where the Meg Sanctuary is located. We asked and found out that this Meg Sanctuary is the church closest to the edge of the continent. It is also the church where the gods who have now closed their doors and entered the kingdom of God have descended."

"We might be able to gather some information about why the gods left by going there," Guan Hongyan said. "What do you think, Delmis?"

Bai Jin said: "I have no objection."

As a remote small town, Rossburg certainly doesn't have any monsters scary enough to become famous, nor does it have any ruins with hidden treasures. This escort mission is just right for them, as they can follow the caravan through some prosperous towns and eventually reach the sanctuary where the gods have visited. It is very suitable for them.

Now that the next commission had been unified, everyone immediately packed up and prepared to go to the Adventurer's Guild to accept the task.

However, when they walked to the front desk with the order form, they received a very regrettable response.

"This commission has been revoked," the Adventurer's Guild receptionist said apologetically. "The merchant who issued the commission had a high fever last night and has not yet recovered. He has lost consciousness. The departure time of the caravan has been postponed for half a month. They just came to inform us this morning that the commission has been cancelled."

"The merchant has a high fever?" Bai Moth was a little puzzled. "Why would he have a fever for no reason?"

“Well…” The receptionist glanced outside awkwardly, “I heard it was because he ran into something unclean last night.”

Exploration team members: ...

"This merchant you're talking about..." Guan Hongyan's face was heavy. "Could it be that he has also posted a request to transport goods in the Adventurer's Guild?"

"Yes," the receptionist nodded, "but this commission was also completed this morning, didn't you know?"

Exploration team members: ...

Yeah, how could they not know who did it...

Wasn’t that what was done last night by them… No, no, it was done last night by the merchant’s ancestors and the ancestors of the merchant’s neighbors, and the unfortunate victim who had been buried in the corner for decades!

The businessman encountered a dirty thing and fell unconscious, and the dirty thing turned out to be me!

Guan Hongyan twitched her lips, not daring to look at the instigator, Delmis, and asked quickly: "Then...then are there any other missions like this to protect caravans?"

Most of the missions here are near Rossburg, only the escort mission has a destination that is farther away.

"There are no more for now," the receptionist flipped through the brochure, "this is the only caravan that has departed from here."

"What about the missions in the same direction?" Yun Guang took a step forward, "Are there any missions that also go in the direction of Rama Fortress?"

There is a sanctuary in Rama Fortress where gods have descended. It doesn’t matter where to go, so they would definitely prefer to go to this place.

"Let me see..." The receptionist looked for it, "It's gone."

"No, there is one." He pulled out an ordinary commission from the bottom, "This one is in the direction of Rama Fortress."

"Let me see," Yun Guang took it, "Explore the current situation of the village... What is this mission?"

"This is a request from a blacksmith. The village of Palu, which supplies him with a large amount of high-quality metal every three days, has been out of contact for a month. The blacksmith is worried that something might have gone wrong here, so he asked an adventurer to run errands for him to check it out," the receptionist explained in detail. "However, because the reward is relatively low and the location of this village is very far, most adventurers will not return to Rossburg to pass on the message after going there, so no one has accepted it yet."

And one month has passed since the release of the commission.

If a village has been out of contact for two consecutive months, it is very likely that it has been attacked by some kind of wild beast, which means that this place is full of dangers, so the longer the time drags on, the fewer people will be willing to take the risk.

"Will you accept this task?" asked the receptionist.

"Go ahead," Yun Guang thought for a moment, "Do you have a detailed map to that village? We don't know the way."

"Here," the receptionist rummaged under the cabinet for a while, and finally took out a hand-drawn map. "This is the map given to us by the blacksmith. The location of the village is at the place marked with a triangle, and the red dot is the location of Rossburg."

On the desktop is a rather abstract hand-drawn map.

"...Okay," Xu Zichen took back the map and asked, "Do you have any cars... transportation?"

The location doesn't look that close on this map.

"There are carriages for rent outside," the receptionist pointed outside the Adventurer's Guild, "but... there may be fewer carriages today."

He added awkwardly, "It seems that an adventurer summoned a very terrifying and huge creature here yesterday. Most of the horses pulling the carriages are stressed and can't work now."

The front desk was embarrassed, and the exploration team members were even more embarrassed.

This... unfortunately, they were the ones who summoned the huge creature.

If the receptionist knew that it was them who made the businessman sick, summoned the huge creature, and even caused the mourning bird to hover in the sky over Rossburg, I wonder if he would be embarrassed or angry.

The exploration team members left the Adventurer's Guild with a guilty conscience, carrying the newly accepted commission.

Lu Changfeng went to the carriage rental place to have a look, then came back and shook his head and said, "No, there are only three carriages available now, and the other two have been reserved."

Most adventurers would raise their own horses during their adventures. There were no horse farms in a small town like Rossburg, so one had to go to a larger city to buy horses.

Now, without transportation, it is impossible to get to this village.

You can't walk there, can you?

Everyone is a little worried.

"There is a one-time teleportation scroll in the mall that can reach the destination," Yun Guang pondered for a moment, "but we have never been to that village, and the scroll's location may be offset."

Just when everyone was thinking, Guan Hongyan saw from the corner of his eye that Delmis raised his hands, as if he was about to recite a spell, and there was a faint cold aura lingering around him.

"Dermis!" she said quickly in fear, "What are you doing!"

Being interrupted by her spell, Delmis raised his head and moved his lips slightly: "Summon transportation."

"It's urgent. I'm in a hurry. There are only twenty-eight days left until the anniversary of my partner and I's ceremony. I don't have time to wait here with you for the carriage." He raised his head and glanced at everyone. "Any other questions?"

"Yes...really," White Moth looked around, "This place isn't very suitable for summoning, how about we go to the open space outside Rossburg?"

This boss's means of transportation must not be something normal...

Everyone looked at each other and followed the boss's steps.

On the small hill outside Rossburg, standing under the big tree he had created, Bai Jinshu recited a short summoning phrase. As the magic power around him surged, something huge slowly emerged from the air.

"Is this... a boat?" Lu Changfeng whispered.

A huge ship appeared in the air.

The color of the ship is a light blue, which makes it look more like a medieval Western fantasy world. The ship looks like it is from the steam age at least.

The boat was covered with algae and parasitic starfish shells. It didn't look like a normal ship in use, but rather like it was sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Holy shit, you call this a means of transportation.

And someone in the barrage also recognized what it was:

[Is this a ghost ship? ]

[What ghost ship? Are the big guys and the giant guys from the same original world? ]

[No, ghost ships are a general term, which probably refers to those ships that have long sunk to the bottom of the sea, but other ships will still encounter them when sailing on the sea. These normal ships encounter not the original sunken ship, but the ghost of that ship.]

[Can there be ghosts on a ship? ]

[Yes, a ghost ship is the ghost of a ship, and this ghost will always wander on the sea. If a living person enters a ghost ship, he will never get out.]

[So the giant summoned the ghost of a ship? ]

[It should be. I have only heard that top-level necromancers can not only control the dead bodies of human souls, but also inanimate objects. This is the first time I have seen this.]

【I'm going to see what the Foundation Director has to say every day. 】

[One day of seeing the head of the foundation +1]

[One day of seeing the head of the foundation +2]

[Every day in the foundation director's day +3]

After a while of refreshing the screen, everyone on the screen has boarded this strange "means of transportation".

"This..." Hector followed behind everyone, not daring to ask anything, not daring to say anything, he could only quietly pull the kind-hearted Lu Changfeng and said, "Brother Lu, is this a boat?"

Rossburg is a landlocked area with no sea and no rivers large enough to sail large ships.

"Boat," Zhao Yinglai replied softly, "Just sit down and don't say anything."

She felt that this place was not normal.

As soon as you get up there, you can smell a strong fishy smell of the sea, and along with it a smell of death. Many people must have died here.

Even if other people could not sense the presence of so many dead people, they could still find that something was wrong with the ship.

No matter how love-brained you are...the boss is still your boss.

However, it would be better if the reason for summoning this ghost ship was not to rush back to celebrate the wedding anniversary.

Following the footsteps of the leader Yun Guang, everyone boarded the boat tremblingly.

The ship rose into the air and was surprisingly stable, held firmly by the water element in the air, so it set sail in the sky as if it were sailing in the water.

As the ship started, several mourning birds attracted by the smell flew to the tail, and a staggering ghost in captain's clothes appeared at the bow of the ship, steering the ship in a proper manner.

"Puppet creature?" Su Hao whispered.

"Ghost creature," the captain turned around and corrected, "I am the captain of the Lancelot. I died on a reef after getting lost in a storm. Don't use such vulgar words to describe me."

"There is still a chain of discrimination here," Guan Hongyan muttered quietly, "Aren't they all dead?"

"Of course not!" The captain retorted loudly, "I am a creature with free will, and I am certainly different from those puppets who are manipulated by others and have no freedom! The relationship between Dermis and me is an employment relationship!"

Delmis: "All relations."

"Hire!" the captain insisted. "I am the captain of this ship! I am free!"

"Then I'll smash the boat?" The necromancer looked over quietly.

Captain: "All relations."

Captain: "Master, please sit down, we will be there soon."

Guan Hongyan: ...Your slide speed is probably about the same as that of the unlucky guy Hector.

The ship gradually moved forward.

As the ship flew, many adventurers on the ground saw this strange ghost ship.

However, with the appearance of the mourning bird, most adventurers dared not say anything. They waited for the ship to pass over their heads before they dared to look at this strange ship from afar.

No one on the boat dared to say anything, feeling very uncomfortable on this ghost ship.

But before long, everyone was on pins and needles.

"Um..." Guan Hongyan tugged at Yun Guang's sleeve slightly, "Do you think there's something wrong with this road?"

"Hmm?" Yun Guang turned his head. "What's the problem?"

"It seems like the road is wrong," Guan Hongyan was holding the route given by the front desk of the Adventurer's Guild. "Look here, there is a left turn drawn here, but now we seem to be going in the opposite direction."

"Right," the ghost captain suddenly floated in front of everyone, startling everyone, "I'm a professional captain. We are flying in the sky, and this route is on the ground. The curves on the map are to avoid some mountains or lakes. If we fly over them, it will be a straight line. It's normal to go this way."

Guan Hongyan thought about it and decided to put aside her doubts.

One hour later.

"That's not right..." She picked up the map again. "The left side of the map is marked as a mountain. Now we are almost on the plain. Where is this?"

"Let me see," Yun Guang took the map, "Could it be that the blacksmith made a mistake in marking? You see there are trees on the right. If he took the route on the ground, he wouldn't know that there is a plain behind the trees, so he would have marked this place as a forest."

"Why do I feel like this isn't appropriate..." Guan Hongyan touched her chin, "We've been flying for over an hour, and we haven't arrived yet?"

Although this village is far away from Rossburg, that is only based on the average traffic speed in the Western Fantasy World. They are flying in the sky now, so it shouldn't take an hour for them to arrive, right?

"That's right," the ghost captain reappeared, "I am a professional captain. The maps are just thumbnails, and there are no specific routes marked on them. I am the captain, and my judgment of the map is correct."

Guan Hongyan was a little conflicted, but still put down the map in her hand.

Two hours later.

"No, that's definitely not right!" Guan Hongyan picked up the map, "This is a mountainous area, and you're almost at the river."

"Yes," the captain insisted, "I am a professional..."

"You're not a professional at all," Guan Hongyan stood up from her seat in confusion and walked to the captain's rudder. "Let me see how you walk."

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath.

"Dermis," she looked in the direction of Dermis, "your puppet creation took the wrong path."

No wonder you got wrecked on a reef in a storm! You can't even read a map!

captain:!

"I'm not a puppet..."

Before he could finish his words, the captain shut up instantly under the gaze of the necromancer.

"You delayed my partner and I from completing our exploration and returning to celebrate the 523rd Ceremony Anniversary," Delmis said in a grim tone, with cold eyes, "and wasted our precious three weeks."

The captain turned the map back to the right side and said, "I'll be back soon. Please wait. I'm a professional captain..."

"One hundred years." Bai Jinshu looked up.

"No!" The captain jumped up suddenly. "I just took a wrong turn once and you want me to work for you for a hundred years!"

Bai Jinshu stretched out two finger bones: "Two hundred years."

Captain: "Ahhh then a hundred years means a hundred years!"

Three finger bones: "Three hundred years."

Captain: !!!

"Okay, okay, three hundred years, three hundred years!" He turned around in humiliation and tears in his eyes.

Exploration team members: ...

What a satisfying scene of a landlord oppressing a hapless farmhand. Your worth wasn't increased in the same way, was it?

But there is something that should be said...

If this captain is so bad at finding his way, why did he hire him for three hundred years?

The sun gradually rises in the sky, and this tortured ghost ship is about to reach its destination.

At this moment, Xu Zichen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said "Huh" in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Guan Hongyan leaned over.

"Look down there," Xu Zichen pointed, "This village looks like it's been taken over by some evil cult or some strange wizard."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

In the village on the ground, there was a circle outside filled with all kinds of strange human-shaped puppets, and behind the human-shaped puppets were some strangely painted colorful pieces of cloth. The cloth flew in the breeze, and a strange humming sound was heard.

"There's something wrong with the people in the village," Su Hao said. "Look at these people, they're wearing colorful clothes, they look abnormal!"

Ordinary Western fantasy worlds should be like the residents of Rossburg, right? How could they dress like this?

As more strange things were discovered, everyone on the boat looked gradually more solemn.

Could it be that this small mountain village, which has been lost for a long time, has been occupied by some evil cult from the Western fantasy world?

"I'll go talk to Dermis," White Moth stood up from his seat, "Let's control these cultists first!"

Everyone nodded, confirming her judgment.

As the ghost ship approached, people in the village also noticed the existence of this thing. Many believers dressed strangely came out with weapons in hand, looking at the sky with serious faces.

Some people also pulled out catapults made by the indigenous people from the village to attack the team members in the sky.

The next second, everyone was grabbed by the ankles by the white bones that emerged from the ground.

The bones were pulled down an inch, and the calves of all these people were forcibly pulled into the ground.

One of the cultists screamed and tried to dig out the bones on his ankles, but he didn't expect that when he touched the bones, he felt a chill all over his body and his hands were grabbed by the bones.

More bones burst out of the ground, pulling him into the dirt.

In an instant, the village that was full of cultists just now changed instantly. All the people were buried in the ground, with only their heads exposed.

The ghost ship in the sky finally descended.

Several people dressed as adventurers walked down from the boat.

White Moth took a few steps forward and pointed his newly bought weapon at the person in front: "Tell me, what did you do to the natives in the village?"

People buried in the soil:?

"We are the indigenous people of the village!" He looked shocked and confused.

White Moth: "Ah?"

"Aren't you the cultists who occupied the village?" Xu Zichen looked confused.

"Aren't you here to attack our cultists?" someone shouted bravely from behind.

"We are adventurers..." Hector said weakly.

Villager: “Ah?”

The exploration team members: “Huh?”

The author has something to say:

Stop arguing, Miss is a cultist (x

Happy Lantern Festival to everyone. Although it was already the 16th day of the first lunar month when I sent this out, orz

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