Chapter 434 Self-destruction
A pale yellow cloud of smoke appeared in the wilderness, and anyone looking at this place could see that there was a deserted village in the empty forest.
This time, even the most curious people gave up exploring. The terrifying screams that flashed there, the flames flowing through the sky, and the continuous thunder strikes all revealed the danger and bad omens to the world.
Compared to the ghost village that suddenly appeared, the hunters and forest people cared more about the people who fell from the sky.
With Yurik on top, they streaked through the air like cannonballs and landed smoothly on the ground.
When the villagers approached the suspicious flying man with crossbows and blacksmith hammers, a group of unlucky people who were half asleep and half awake woke up at the same time.
The first thing they did was look for their own staffs, but all they could see was each other.
Almost everyone thought that a miracle had occurred, but even so, no one was willing to believe the mumbling of Caris, who had been awake until then.
Like a madman, he repeatedly described a "glowing upright crocodile" to everyone. After confirming that everyone was human, the villagers who came to help touched Caris's head and were surprised to find that he did not have a fever.
Since he wasn't crazy, he was probably really crazy.
People supported each other, borrowed water from villagers, and used their jewelry to pawn food.
After regaining some strength, the group of refugees eagerly said goodbye to their rescuers.
They remembered that they were still wanted, and when officials arrived or soldiers passed by, they would be thrown into prison and fall into the clutches of whoever was behind it again.
The hoes they exchanged with the villagers, the hunting bows they bought from the hunters, and some rusty swords were their self-defense equipment for their new journey.
An exquisite carriage that was obviously a noble carriage frightened them so much that even Caris, who had been muttering "glowing bipedal upright monster", stopped muttering.
Unlike his companions, he gritted his teeth and stared at the carriage and the head sticking out of it. Eugen got off the carriage with a smile, and at the same moment, he turned a corner quickly to avoid a figure rushing towards him.
It was definitely not a friendly hug. After getting up from the ground, Caris almost grabbed the corner of Eugen's clothes. Fortunately, the dwarf was quick to hold down the doctor.
Explanations were repeated over and over again, and finally the impatient dwarf let go of Karis, which resulted in the poorly trained oracle receiving a severe beating. After effective communication, the conflict melted away like ice and snow in the sun.
The oracle's mysterious attitude turned into air, and finally it was the elven wizard who got off the carriage who put an end to everything.
Teclis hoped to get first-hand information from the victims, but only Carris knew what happened. He told him everything about the sorcerers in the forest, the crazy cultists, the unknown barbarian warriors, and a blasphemous name that could not be mentioned.
Even now, recalling that name in the sunlight, Caris would subconsciously shudder.
This is an instinctive fear that mortals learned to fear eight thousand years ago.
Finally, as expected, Caris mentioned a "glowing flying dragon". The archmage was stunned for a moment before realizing the exaggeration and quickly found the original form of the "mysterious creature".
Everyone thought that the famous wizard Teclis, founder of the Imperial Academy of Magic, would be the one to sort out the consequences of this incident and unlock the mystery of the power they were encountering.
But this elven wizard just tried to comfort everyone and had no intention of taking any action.
Lynch originally wanted to deal with all the cultists, but he found that he didn't even need to do anything, these idiots would kill themselves.
People often say that underground organizations are dangerous, from their organizational structure to their ideology and even to the individuals who make up them.
Maybe that's right.
Lynch looked at the giant snails crawling on the tree trunks and the gradually softening figures fighting each other in the dense forest.
Even as they turned into pus and bones were torn away from flesh, they were still racing after each other.
He seemed to have heard a very powerful title before: the Bloody Handprint in the Shadow, the Emperor in the Reflection of the Empire, the Shadow Lord of Middenheim.
Anyone who can be given a title must not be an unknown person. Lynch is very sure that no one has escaped and the emperor in the shadow is still in the forest.
He searched every inch of land with his eyes with difficulty, but still could not find a complete body.
So the lizard man gave up the search.
Perhaps that human overestimated his own strength and was given too much false reputation.
After the dragon disappeared, the griffin became the overlord of the sky. After the griffin left, the manticore became the new king of the sky. After the manticore was killed, any falcon could be called the lord of the sky, the king of birds.
Those who could still stand upright at this time were covered with toad-like skin. It was not complete, and pale yellow juice was oozing out from the festering gaps. Red blood and white bones were vaguely visible.
Tumor-like glands were all over the people, blocking the cracks in the torso on all sides.
The Slaanesh cultists who were maintaining the existence of the magic circle all cried out in pain and exploded at the same time, splashing bursts of juice and mist.
Those cultists who still insisted on not falling down were all silent, some merged with the ground in the chaotic fight, while others raised their necks high under some kind of fanaticism and proudly turned into a pool of feces.
The yellow clouds spreading across the forest slowly dissipated, and all the strange phenomena that had occurred before also disappeared like passing clouds.
The trees solidified into wooden trunks and the soil was renewed.
An empty village appeared right in front of Lynch. The sign on the Yurik Church turned into a rusty plague wheel, and the sturdy statue of the man-god was replaced by a bloated, toad-like statue.
It has a fat human-shaped lower body, a gaping belly, a fat tongue exposed on the belly, and a toad-like head with several iconic curved horns. Even if it is frozen in a smile, it cannot hide the hideous, shark-like teeth in its mouth.
Lynch didn't like it, so he smashed it as he passed by the village road. He also tore the Plague Wheel logo into several pieces, melted it with fire, and maliciously transformed it into Sigma's double-tailed comet logo, which he casually inserted opposite the church.
After doing everything, nothing unusual happened.
This is a village that actually existed, not a miracle that appeared out of nothing.
Lynch had no choice but to continue walking deeper into the village. He glimpsed the death hidden behind the scenes. This village was most likely harmed by the devil. The resentment and unwillingness of the dead remained here, but they were incomplete.
Along the way, Lynch discovered several Chaos Shrines. He shaped them one by one and forged them into emblems of the ancient saints. Due to poor craftsmanship, some of the more complex symbols were of inferior quality and not restored enough.
(End of this chapter)
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