Chapter 556: The Abandoned Boy
Is the disadvantage that it is expensive?
Thor sneered in his heart and continued to transmit: "Will I die if I take too much?"
Kismet raised his eyebrows, "Why would you think so?"
“Is that addictive?”
"Although the state of clear consciousness and extremely clear mind is indeed fascinating, if you are talking about drug addiction, then it is not."
There are no side effects at all?
Why did Saul feel that this was not credible? Especially since it came from a conspirator and a big liar.
Kismet saw that Thor was doubting again, and said helplessly: "The formic acid of the bow-backed termites has been filtered out of all toxicity by ordinary people before extraction. The formic acid used by the wizards outside is non-toxic and diluted many times."
He took the candle that the girl had been holding for a long time, gave it to Magic Crystal, and then stuffed it directly into Thor's pocket.
"If you try, you'll know whether you will die or not, right?"
He said this directly.
The girl next to her shrank her neck in fear.
Sol and Kismet stood at the door of the hall until the next guest came in, then they followed the girl and found a table to sit down.
Kismet whispered something to the girl. The girl was a little surprised, but nodded and trotted away.
When there was no one around, Thor stretched out his hand to Kismet and said bluntly: "You said there is a golden page in the Borderlands. Now we are all in the Borderlands. Can you give it to me?"
Kismet spread his hands, "I didn't bring it with me, but don't worry, I put it in a very safe place."
Thor withdrew his hand, wondering if Kismet didn't want to give him the golden page right away.
Since the golden pages were not here, Thor didn't bother to pay attention to him.
He observed his surroundings stealthily.
Observe the wizards absorbing the spirit-reading candles.
He squinted his eyes and saw nothing unusual in the candle.
It just seems like a special energy.
"What are you doing here?" After a while, Thor saw that Kismet was just sitting there and didn't light a spirit-reading candle for himself, so he asked casually.
"To meet someone." Kismet leaned lazily on the seat with one foot on it, "to deliver something."
Five minutes later, Thor saw Kismet's eyes fixed on the end of the hall, and he turned his head to look too.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a woman in a red dress with a bulging belly walking out from behind layers of gauze.
She had a nonchalant smile on her face and looked at everyone in the hall as if she were looking at ants on the ground.
But when her eyes fell on Kismet, a light suddenly appeared in them.
She walked towards this side through the crowd, ignoring the apprentices and wizards who bowed their heads to greet her.
Kismet stood up slowly and took two steps when the woman in the red dress came to him with her bulging belly.
"Long time no see, Kismet. I thought you had been captured and eaten by the Lord of the Sky."
"Dolly." Kismet tapped her with his finger.
Then, the two hugged each other gently.
Thor, standing by, noticed that Kismet did not touch the other's stomach.
The hugging action was very awkward.
The two quickly separated.
Kismet reached out his hand and pretended to stroke it twice through the air, sighing, "It's almost out."
Dolly looked down at her belly and smiled, "Thanks to you."
Thor: “?”
Dolly invited Kismet to go behind the veil, and the two left without even saying hello.
However, when Kismet lifted the veil, he looked back at Thor and suddenly gave a strange smile.
Thor: “!”
“This guy!”
After Kismet left, Thor got up and left.
If I continue to stay in this ordinary place, I always feel that something bad will happen.
After crossing the path, Thor returned to the exit of the settlement.
There should be more than one exit here, but apparently this is the only one known to outsiders.
Thor was thinking that even if the quicksand termites in the survivor ancient forest were a scam, he still wanted to go and take a look.
After all, the person who told him this was also a liar.
Just as Thor was approaching the gate, he suddenly saw a man holding a twitching, pale boy, walking to the wall and throwing him on the ground.
A bearded man followed closely behind him.
"He didn't make it." The man who threw the boy away looked impatient, "Give me back the food."
The bearded man walked to the corner, looked down at the boy who had just stopped twitching, touched his neck, then turned back and said with a playful smile: "Eat it all."
The other man cursed and slapped the man in the face. Seeing that the other party did not dodge or evade but just smiled apologetically, the other man walked away cursing.
When others saw this scene, they all carefully stepped aside, fearing that the man would take his anger out on them.
After the people walked away, the bearded man picked up the boy.
At this time, an old woman seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and whispered, "Find a good place to bury the child. If he stays here, he will be gone."
Unexpectedly, the bearded man shook his head and said, "I have made an agreement with the climber. If I don't make it, I will sell the body to him and get some food."
The old woman looked reluctant, but she knew she couldn't change anything, so she just turned away.
Although Thor was standing far away, he could still see everything that was happening over there clearly thanks to his excellent eyesight.
The bearded man carried the boy into the gate under the wall and disappeared into the shadows.
Thor's eyes followed the boy in his arms into the darkness.
With his ability, he could naturally tell that the boy was not dead yet, but had just temporarily stopped breathing.
However, if not treated in time, this short period of breath holding can turn into real death.
Thor thought of the new wound on the boy's foot and followed him.
When passing through the passage under the wall, the old man with the flowerpot guarding the gate was resting with his eyes closed.
After feeling the fluctuation of Thor's magic, he immediately opened his eyes and stared at him.
The old man with the flower pot did not question Thor's behavior of leaving right after entering. Instead, he seemed a little... nervous? However, Thor said nothing and pretended that he was just a passerby and was not interested in the man who walked out of the passage quickly.
It was not until Thor walked out of the city gate and left the passage that the old man with the flowerpot slowly closed his eyes.
Leaving the settlement, Thor saw that the bearded man holding the boy in front of him was standing under the wall on his left.
There was a small donkey cart parked there.
The rear hatchback was covered with a huge piece of black leather and was bulging high.
There was a faint stench of corpse.
The moment Thor's figure left the gate, he immediately entered a vague and illusory state. Even though he was slowly approaching the bearded man and the coachman, neither of them noticed him at all.
So Thor watched the bearded man hand the boy over to the driver, but he also gave the driver a small package.
The driver said nothing, but stuffed the small package into his arms without changing his expression. Then he lifted the black leather behind him, revealing a pile of corpses more than a meter high inside.
The bearded man immediately turned his head away, but couldn't help but turned back to look.
There was a thin layer of soil on the corpses, but it could be seen that most of them were black and red, and some had carbonized skin. The death was not bloody, but still very horrifying.
The bearded man shrank back, but the driver moved quickly, grabbing the boy by the waistband of his pants, lifting him up, and throwing him onto the top of the pile of corpses.
He pushed away the bearded man who wanted to say something, got on the donkey cart, and left quickly.
"Is this the mountain climber? He's just an ordinary person without any magic power." Thor touched his chin, glanced at the bearded man who had turned around and ran towards the gate, and chose to continue following the donkey cart.
The man who climbed the mountain was sturdy and from the way he just lifted the person up and threw him up, it seemed that he had some martial arts skills.
If he were outside, he might be a high-level warrior, but here, he can only be a coachman transporting corpses.
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