Chapter 554: Barbarian Ritual
The monster with the giant hand was so frightened that it retreated behind the door.
When everyone came in, the monster closed the door.
Thor saw that the monster had a big head and hands, but a small torso and lower limbs. When it hid behind the door, it could only lean against the wall or the door to prevent itself from falling.
"Who are you?" the old man's voice rang out.
Thor looked back and saw an old man behind the door across the passage.
His upper body was intact, and he was staring at Thor arrogantly.
But his lower body was completely submerged in a full-length clay pot.
It's like being planted in the soil.
"I'm passing by and would like to come in and rest for a night. Is that ok?"
The old man looked at Thor and said in a stern voice, "Do you have an introducer?"
"Introducer?" Thor was stunned.
"You can't enter without an introducer! Our settlement is home to a second-level wizard, don't even think about forcing your way in."
There is actually a second-level person in such a small settlement? Thor would definitely not easily conflict with a second-level person. When he was hesitating whether to go directly into the survivors' ancient forest to look for him without asking for information, another voice sounded beside the old man.
"Let me be his introducer~"
Kismet walked out from behind the door with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.
Thor's pupils shrank and he said nothing.
The old man with the flowerpot looked at Kismet suspiciously - the latter exuded the magical fluctuations of a first-level wizard.
"Do you really know him?"
Kismet's smile did not fade. "Although I am surprised to meet him here, he is my brother, how could I not know him?"
"Your brother?" The old man with the flowerpot looked at Thor suspiciously, then at Kismet, "You two don't look alike at all."
Kismet walked over and put his hand on Thor's shoulder, "You actually discussed whether wizard brothers look alike? Do you think we are not worthy of wizard body transformation?"
"Hmph, okay, I won't ask any more questions. You guys go in." The old man with the flowerpot was obviously too lazy to listen to Kismet's excuses. Since he said he knew Thor, then just assume that he knew him.
After the two of them walked out of the walled passage, Thor pushed Kismet's hand away and said, "Didn't you go to Iskeper? What are you planning to do after coming back?"
Kismet covered his chest with his hands, looking sad. "I heard that the master's brother had arrived in the no-man's land, so I sneaked over here, thinking of giving you the third golden page that I promised you."
Thor crossed his arms, "Oh? Then do you know where I live now?"
"Of course, the reputation of the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower has also begun to spread in the Borderlands. In fact, just because you have won Clark's recognition, the reputation of the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower has soared." Kismet immediately smiled again.
"Oh, you knew where I was, so you came here to find me?"
Kismet: “Uh…”
Thor was about to ask Kismet for the golden pages when suddenly a boy ran towards them.
Just as he was about to run to Thor, a tall and thin man pounced on the boy and knocked him to the ground.
The boy had a ferocious look on his face, and as soon as he fell to the ground he tried to elbow the adult behind him.
But at this moment, a pair of rough big hands held him down.
The boy looked up and saw the third person. He was stunned and did not resist anymore.
The bearded man holding the boy's arm raised his head and said to the people rushing over from behind: "I've got him, hurry up!"
Two men in brighter clothes came running from behind. They squatted at the boy's feet. One held his ankle, while the other held a nail and a hammer, and without hesitation, he knocked two deep bloody holes on the soles of the boy's feet.
"Ah!!!" The boy looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. How could he endure such pain?
He screamed and stared at the bearded man who was holding his arm, and soon he began to cry.
The boy's feet were bandaged with dark yellow bandages by the people behind him, and the person who held his arms carried the boy on his shoulders and took him back.
"Drilling holes on the soles of your feet? What kind of custom is this?"
Kismet smiled and said, "It's a barbarian custom."
At this time, a wizard apprentice passed by and heard what the two said. He was about to glare at them, but then he found out that they were two first-level wizards. He quickly lowered his head and pretended they didn't exist.
But Thor still noticed the apprentice's reaction. He stroked his chin and thought, "It seems that this custom is also related to wizards."
He closed his eyes and recalled.
The seven blindfolded men I saw before entering here...did they have a hole on the soles of their feet? ...
The wizard's apprentice named Nick was angry to hear others comment on the solemn ceremony of the settlement as "barbaric customs".
But what made him even angrier was that he could only bow his head and pretend he didn't exist in front of two wizards! He had been stuck as a third-level apprentice for twenty years, with no hope of advancement.
But when he came here, he found that the barrier that prevented him from being promoted was actually a little loose. In his heart, this ceremony was extremely great! How could people be allowed to comment on it like this? Although he was not able to teach two first-level wizards a lesson, he could find someone! And this person was the most powerful person in the settlement... a second-level wizard! Their great wizard, Lord Monte! So Nick, feeling indignant and some inexplicable emotions, took the opportunity of reporting the results and complained to the great wizard.
"That's it, Master Wizard." Nick knelt on the ground, not feeling ashamed. "Now these wizards outside are enjoying the benefits given by you, Master, but they still comment on your rituals like this. I think they are really ungrateful and should be taught a lesson."
However, while Nick was chattering away, the great wizard opposite him who was receiving his kneeling greeting did not even look at him.
The great witch Monte was checking the wooden frame that was rotating at a constant speed on the carbon frame.
There was a person tied to the wooden frame, and he was evenly roasted as the frame moved.
His skin had turned a dark red, almost black, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, and he was obviously still breathing.
At this moment, a white liquid suddenly dripped from his tightly closed eyes.
The Great Wizard's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out and put the drop of liquid into the bottle at hand.
"This concentration is good." The Great Witch admired it happily for a while, and when he turned around, he found that the person on the grill was dead.
"Another one died." The Great Witch frowned slightly, then turned to Nick who was kneeling on the ground and said, "You should buy more slaves this time. Now is the peak production period. I don't want anything as simple as the meat nest to go wrong."
He didn't mention the two people Nick had just complained about, and it was obvious that he didn't care at all.
"Yes, sir." Nick leaned forward quickly and didn't dare to say anything more.
After the apprentice left, a woman with a big belly walked out from the house at the back.
The woman's face was flushed, and she lowered her head, smiled and stroked her belly.
She walked out and saw the dead body on the grill with disgust in her eyes.
“Ordinary people can only last a short time and their productivity is low.”
The Great Wizard asked knowingly, "Why, do you still want to use the apprentice as a meat nest?"
The woman curled her lips. "How is that possible? How different is an apprentice from an ordinary person?"
The implication is that he wants to use wizards as meat nests.
Although the Great Wizard was a second-level wizard, he was still a little hesitant to attack a formal wizard. Once discovered by others, he would probably become the public enemy of the No Man's Land.
The witch waved his hand and threw the body out of the room without responding to the woman's words.
Although the woman was somewhat unhappy, she did not dare to be too presumptuous in the face of a second-level wizard.
Her belly moved twice, causing the woman to instantly lose color from the pain.
But when the pain was over, she smiled again and stroked her belly.
"In another year or two, He will be able to come."
The woman looked at her belly with a burning gaze, but it was totally not the look a mother gives her child.
The Great Wizard also stared at the woman's belly, but unlike the woman's reverence, his fiery eyes were mixed with a hint of greed.
One or two years left...
(End of this chapter)
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