Without Siber, Su Ming'an could only judge the guide by guessing. If Siber was there, she could really tell all the information about the guide she saw without missing a word.
The three of them moved forward slowly. In front of them was a dense jungle that covered the sky. They walked along the river and gradually saw the wider sky.
They returned to the tribe.
Su Mingan suddenly heard a strong sound of wind.
“Swish!”
A pitch-black axe suddenly struck his side, the stone ax cutting into the ground, leaving a deep groove.
Lu Shu immediately drew his sword, but saw that the one who threw the axe was not another player, but a mad man with hair like weeds.
“Haha, hahaha, hehehe——” The man saw them, covered his mouth with his hands, and made a few strange monkey-like noises.
There were black marks on his muscular arms, a sign that the curse was spreading all over his body and was about to take effect. At this point, it meant that his life had entered a countdown.
Seeing this, the tribesmen nearby immediately tried to stop the crazy man, but the man was very strong. He pushed the men and women who rushed up, clapping his hands and laughing, with childlike innocence in his eyes.
"Black Lamb, jump!
"Black crow, fly quickly!
"Black python, crawl quickly!
"Mom picked up the axe and struck the statue ninety-nine times.
"Use its little eyes to take its blood~
"A feather, a raven~
"A rotten corpse fairy tale, from its heart, the flower of God blooms..."
He sang a cheerful nursery rhyme and clapped the beat vigorously.
The commotion here was really too loud. When the clan leader saw this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared:
"——Who let this guy out? Didn't I forbid this kind of guy from entering the tribe?"
"Chief, we can't stop him, he is too strong..." The tribesmen were in great pain.
"It's a very strong smell." Yamada Machiichi's follower suddenly said, "It's the smell of a curse about to explode... He's dying. No wonder he's so strong, it's the curse that's about to explode that's strengthening him."
Su Mingan picked up the axe on the ground.
This was a very ordinary stone axe, but when the man threw it casually, it cut into the ground diagonally, showing how powerful it was. However, the man should have no ill intentions. He looked mentally unstable, maybe he just threw it casually.
“Sorry, adventurer.” The tribe leader saw Su Ming’an and immediately came over. “This guy is a member of the tribe whose curse is on the verge of erupting. The curse aura on him is too strong, so we expelled him from the tribe. I didn’t expect that he would sneak back today.”
Su Mingan said: "He seems to be mentally unstable?"
"He has been like this since he was young." The clan leader pointed to his head and said, "Maybe there was something wrong during birth. This person is only growing physically but not mentally."
Over there, the man was still singing and dancing, with a childlike joy on his face, and the tribesmen could not stop him at all. He was like a wild bull charging forward.
But soon, a middle-aged woman walked hurriedly to the edge of the tribe. The moment he saw the old woman, the joy on the man's face disappeared, and his expression became somewhat flattering and helpless.
"Hey, Mom, Mom..." The man lowered his head quickly. He stood there motionless like a child who had done something wrong.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't take good care of him. I didn't expect him to sneak out again..." The woman was humble. She bowed and apologized to the tribesmen again and again. She stretched out her bony hand, grabbed the big guy and left the fourth tribe.
The man, who was originally like a beast, immediately became well-behaved the moment he saw the woman. He held his thumb in his hand and smiled foolishly.
"Black Lamb, jump!
"Black crow, fly quickly!
"Black python, crawl quickly~"
"A feather, a raven, a rotten corpse fairy tale, from its heart, the flower of God blooms..."
The strange singing voice echoed in the relatively quiet tribe.
"Follow him."
Su Mingan took a step forward immediately.
He did not mention the fifth floor to the two people next to him.
People in the "fifth layer" will gradually discover that everything, including voting and identity judgment, is not the most important thing.
What does the “cursed ghost” imply?
What does “people” refer to?
This kind of copy would have been part of the plot.
…
“Swish!”
Under the blazing white flames, the charred corpse fell.
Corpses fell to the ground one after another, men and women, old and young, their lifeless eyes open, their bodies charred by the flames.
A woman with dancing black hair floated above the small gathering place, her guide holding a long sword of white flame.
Her guide had just wielded his sword and destroyed the entire gathering place, slaughtering all the tribesmen.
"Don't be sad, adventurer." Dian Si said, "These are people with a heavy curse aura, and are... not favored by the Hundred Gods. Even if they survive, they will live in endless pain. It would be better for us to help them leave as soon as possible."
Mizushima Kawaseong looked at the sword in his hand.
“You did nothing wrong,” she said.
"Of course I did nothing wrong - I am a great man who helped them to be free!" The dean opened his arms: "We hold the sword of judgment that drives out the evil. As long as we kill all those whose curse is on the verge of erupting, other surrounding tribes will not be harmed - we are destroying the 'garbage' reasonably. And you are the one who is suitable to hold this power."
Mizushima Kawashima looked at the hellish scene below with flames burning, and slowly, slowly curled his lips.
"Yeah," she said.
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