Chapter Seventy-Nine: Killing the Demon 19
After a while, cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead, and his back was soaked with sweat. At this point, he still hadn't realized what was happening and thought that the medicine was supposed to cause pain.
Just as Josiah came in from outside, grabbed the boy by the neck, lifted him up, and shoved him around, the boy slammed into the wall like a ball, bounced back, and landed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Lu Cen was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on.
Josiah went and brought him back. He coughed up blood all over the ground. The boy, with trembling hands, removed the medicine from his chest and shakily took out the powder from his pocket, shaking it all over Lu Cen as if he were having an epileptic seizure.
Lu Cen took the bottle and kindly said, "I can do it myself."
Strangely, after applying the medicine, Lu Cen felt no pain in her wound.
"Chieftain..."
Lu Cen glanced at the boy and then at Josiah, unable to understand their relationship.
"If there's a next time, you won't live either."
A flicker of fear crossed the boy's eyes. "Yes."
The boy stumbled away, leaving only the two of them inside.
Josiah: "A person without vigilance will not live long."
Lu Cen's heart skipped a beat, and she inexplicably thought of what Xie Lin had said in the first instance: that people who are too naive will not live long.
"He wanted to kill you, didn't you realize?"
Lu Cen was startled, "It's that medicine?!"
"By the time you realize what's happening, the body will be completely cold."
"Why did he want to kill me?" Lu Cen's focus was completely different from his. "We had no grudges against each other, and this was the first time we had met."
"Does a demon need a reason to kill?"
From the moment Lu Cen woke up here, he understood that this was the Demon's Nest, where only demons existed and no humans existed. The man in front of him named Josiah was definitely of higher status among the demons than the boy, and had a lot of influence. The fact that the boy had just called him "chieftain" suggested that Josiah was very likely the highest authority among the demons.
As for the boy, he was a minor and possessed medical skills, perfectly matching the witch doctor in the player's identity. At first, he didn't realize why he was being killed, but now he's more or less figured it out.
Most of it is related to their mission.
There was only one thing he couldn't understand.
Why did Josiah save him, and why didn't he kill him?
It is said that demons devour human flesh and blood and commit heinous crimes, but in these two meetings with Josiah, Lu Cen did not feel that he was some kind of beast. His thoughts, cognition, and emotions were no different from those of a human.
Can demons imitate everything about humans?
Thinking of this, Lu Cen was startled.
Josiah didn't leave this time, but he was annoyed by the bloodstains on the ground and called an older man to clean them up.
"I killed them, do you hate me?"
Lu Cen hadn't thought of them at first, but when he mentioned them, she was overcome with grief.
For their deaths, and for our own future.
Josiah gently held him in his arms, tenderly stroking his back, then helped Lucen lie down and sighed, "Rest now."
Lu Cen drifted off to sleep again.
The arrow wound was severe, damaging bones and tendons. Lu Cen suffered from a high fever twice during the injury. By the time the wound had completely scabbed over, Lu Cen didn't know how much time had passed.
"assistant."
"Hello, player."
"How much time is left until the mission ends?"
"Seven days."
Lu Cen lowered his head in thought, then threw off the covers. He carefully put on his heavy outer robe, trying not to pull on his wound. He cautiously left the house. The buildings on the snow-capped mountain were magnificent. Lu Cen walked for more than ten minutes without seeing a single person. He felt very strange. After passing through a long corridor, Lu Cen was panting heavily and leaned against a white pillar to rest. His body was still too strained.
The summit of the snow-capped mountain is too vast; where exactly is the ice blade?
Lu Cen paused for a while, then, unable to walk any further, found a place to sit down.
"Oh, it's you."
That day, the player looked over with ill intent. He carried herbs in his basket and rudely sized up Lu Cen, then looked around as if he was wondering if Josiah would appear if he killed him here. He was getting restless and his gaze hardened.
Lu Cen broke out in a sweat under his gaze; he was no match for this man.
"I advise you not to act rashly. If you get caught, I don't know if I'll live or die, but you will definitely die. Why don't you give it a try?"
Anger flashed in the boy's eyes, but reason prevailed.
He snorted coldly, "I'll let you live a few more days."
Lu Cen only realized the trouble after he left. This player looked fierce, but was actually simple and innocent. The three players behind him were the real key, and they hadn't shown up yet. No one knew what they were up to. His only bargaining chip was Josiah's inexplicable protection. With that protection, he could barely survive here. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't last even half an hour.
It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.
He needs to find the Ice Blade as soon as possible, and also make the players wary. Josiah is the best weapon and the best breakthrough point.
Lu Cen got up to return home, but he was too weak and his vision blurred.
He instinctively grabbed the pillar, but felt a warmth in his hand. His vision focused, and he saw Josiah holding his hand. This man's coldness was innate, something Lu Cen had never seen before. It was like an ice lotus growing in the ice, freezing people painfully. He didn't understand where this kind of ice came from before, but when he looked into his eyes, Lu Cen realized it was his gaze, empty and cold, unlike that of a living person.
Why are you running around like that?
Lu Cen paused, "I'm so bored, I'll just take a walk."
"I'm not fully recovered yet."
"I'm so bored."
Josiah looked at him, probably wondering what boredom was.
Lu Cen felt uneasy under his gaze. Even if Josiah had a perfect face, he was still a demon in disguise.
How could he not be afraid? He was just enduring it.
Josiah: "How can I avoid being bored?"
Lu Cen's heart skipped a beat. "Are there any fun or interesting places here?"
"Fun and interesting?" Josiah repeated, seemingly lost in thought.
"Spectacular sights and such," Lu Cen said, forcing a smile.
Josiah thought he understood and effortlessly picked up Lu Cen, supporting his bottom. Lu Cen didn't care about the position and looked around at the route and signs. Unfortunately, Josiah turned left and right, and his mind went blank for a moment, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
After passing through a cluster of buildings, the view opened up before me.
A stream of clear water flowed from an unknown source into a small pool where a plant grew. It had green leaves and pale red flowers with layered petals, surrounded by mist. If Lu Cen weren't in a dungeon, he would have thought he had entered the palace of the Queen Mother of the West.
Josiah found a place to sit and gestured for Lucen to look at the pool.
Lu Cen also received another signal: Josiah would come here to admire the flowers when he was bored.
This is so boring.
Lu Cen had nowhere to complain, and muttered to himself, "Being a demon is so boring."
Less than ten minutes later, Lu Cen complained of being cold and insisted on going back.
The embers burned continuously, and Lu Cen warmed his hands, feeling as if he had been reborn.
Food was already laid out on the table: a roasted goat, a vegetarian dish, and a bowl of porridge.
Josiah sat on the right, slowly picking up food and putting it into his mouth. Lu Cen looked at him in surprise. Can demons eat human food?
Why are you looking at me?
"You're good-looking." In her panic, Lu Cen blurted out the words.
The atmosphere became thick and sticky.
Josiah's expression was indifferent. Lu Cen was afraid that Josiah would turn into a demon and then ask him if he looked good like that. Fortunately, Josiah did not do that.
He dared not say anything more and focused on eating.
He discovered that Josiah didn't eat much mutton; instead, he preferred the vegetarian dish.
Lu Cen always felt something was off about that place, an inexplicable sense of unease.
I always feel like I've missed something important.
He tossed and turned in bed all night; for some reason, he couldn't sleep.
With a creak, the door was pushed open in the night, and a bluish-green light shone through the crack. Lu Cen's heart pounded. What was coming?
He wrapped himself tightly in the blanket and peered out through the gaps.
The dark figure darted in and quickly closed the door, leaving only a faint light inside.
Judging from the figure, it was a person coming.
Sweat beaded on Lu Cen's forehead as he listened to the approaching figure, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
As the person approached, Lu Cen suddenly threw the blanket over his head, turned around and ran out, but unexpectedly bumped into a chest.
The oil lamp inside the room spontaneously combusted, and Lu Cen saw that the person who wanted to kill him was pale and weak in the knees.
Josiah said, "I gave you a chance."
The boy asked incredulously, "You, weren't you in the back mountain?"
"Oh, I'm in the back hill?"
The boy's eyes widened, and he said urgently, "Chieftain, all humans deserve to die! Kill him! If you kill him, there will be no humans left in this world!"
"Chieftain, have you forgotten how your people all died?!"
"I can't quell my hatred without killing him!"
Lu Cen watched his performance in astonishment. He naturally knew why this person wanted to kill him, but he hadn't expected there to be another reason. However, when he heard that he was the last human, his face grew paler and paler. Were all those people dead? Himi, Luna, Ellie, and the others all dead?
"I said, anyone who touches him must die!"
Lu Cen had no idea how the vine-like tentacle had appeared. His vision was filled with blood red, and he was terrified. Only after Yoshia finished killing did he realize that Lu Cen had fainted from fright. He stared at the green and red tentacle on his left hand, waiting for a moment before it wrapped around Lu Cen's waist.
When Lu Cen woke up again, he found himself in a different place.
This must have been Josiah's dwelling, filled with many items, large and small, ugly and beautiful, among which rows of books were particularly eye-catching.
Lu Cen walked closer and slowly looked over.
The origins of demons, survival manuals, marriage standards—it's all recorded in the book.
One of the shelves had a book title that caught Lu Cen's attention: The Devil's Register, which contained the life stories of every single demon.
It filled an entire side.
Lu Cen was dumbfounded, never expecting that demons were a race with a sense of ritual.
There's even a record of a demon's growth.
He casually picked up a book and opened it. Lillian was born two thousand years ago and was born a year later. She was mischievous and had exceptional intelligence. After reaching adulthood, she descended the mountain and transformed into a beautiful woman. She went to the city of Sadan and became the deputy city lord three years later. She died of exhaustion during a war when the enemy attacked.
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