Chapter 212: The Tragic Historical Truth
To be honest, as the most famous underground dark organization in the world, the Dark Brotherhood is also the same as the Faceless Association, although the scope of business is not very harmonious, but the professionalism of the work is absolutely superb. As their purpose says, when the contract is completed, it disappears like a leaf blown by the wind, as if it never came. Only the corpses of the white ghosts and blue men who were blasted into a hornet's nest by the arrows enchanted with fire reminded the world that these killers who came and went without a trace had come, seen, and killed.
Watching the killers who had achieved the goal of the contract retreat, the smile on the face of the winged man Aldin slowly receded, he swept the surrounding killing field like ruins, and spat very impolitely: "It's just a group of lowly barbarian sluts, and they actually cost me 5,000 baht, hey, but I can't admit that it's worth the money!" ”
If this money hadn't been spent, without the Dark Brotherhood's professional killers and professional killing tools, the Wings might have been able to raze the crypt town, but the damage would have been great.
"But it's too expensive......"
For the Black Flag Wing people, who are not engaged in production and can only rely on such a promising profession as a thief to support their families, they naturally cannot count on the three insurances and one housing fund for drought and flood. Even if it was a Wingman boss like Aldin, who had a great reputation and status in Namoa Mountain, 5,000 gold coins was indeed a number that would make him feel pain for a long time.
Of course, although my heart hurts, compared to the thousand-year-old plan of the "heavenly people", money is naturally nothing, and the superior must also be moody. And so. Alding still has a calm and calm expression, and Zhizhu is holding it. He waved his hand to his subordinates.
The dying female white ghost was tied to the shelves by the invaders without the ability to resist, and twisted into a large font that the masses liked to see. Plus that naked ketone body...... Well, I always feel that if this development continues, this book should probably become a Alcatraz series.
Of course, a middle and second race like the Black Flag Wingers who attach so much importance to the bloodline of "noble celestials" would not do that kind of thing to a white ghost woman at this time, even if the other party is technically a tall and hot beauty with a good face.
"You know what we want." Aldin looked at the female white ghost who was tied up on the shelf with a warm gaze, and tried his best to slow down his tone, he knew that this would put more pressure on the other party: "If you say it, you don't have to suffer." ”
I don't know if the white ghost can't understand the other party's language, or if he understands and pretends not to know. She looked at each other with a bitter smile and said nothing.
"Of course, I also know that you will understand me." Wingman said coldly: "If it's a man, I'm worried that the other party's beast-like IQ will be difficult to communicate, but if it's a woman, don't worry." It's impossible for a white ghost woman who can use magic not to know a few languages. ”
The female white ghost still didn't speak, but the smile on her face had turned to sarcasm and absoluteness. She spat out a mouthful of spit mixed with blood at the winged man, but the other party turned his head slightly and dodged it.
"A person who breaks an oath is a person who breaks an oath, and it's really clear that this style is so clear. Looking at your appearance, it seems that you are really mentally prepared to be broken, right? Aldin scoffed, "Exactly." It's not fun if you give in so quickly. ”
The Wingman glanced at his subordinates behind him, and then someone approached with a knife pressing a white ghost child.
"In the eyes of the Virgians, you white ghosts are matrilineal clans...... Hey, those brutes who only have muscles in their heads are always so nervous. In fact. You are more like bees or ants than your matrilineal clan. A bug-like society. Women not only have the highest status, but also enjoy the most abundant support. It is also responsible for allowing the tribe to multiply. It's a pity, though. The curse of the gods is so terrible that the female white ghost is alive and active in infancy. Growing females can only choose to mate with the strongest males, so that your bloodline can be passed on with difficulty. Aldin looked at the expressionless woman with a complicated gaze, and then glanced at the young child who was pressed by the knife: "There are only three adult white ghost women in your tribe, so all the young children are the children of the three of you. What's wrong with what I'm talking about? ”
The white ghost woman still clenched her teeth and didn't speak, but Aldin was very satisfied to see a clear trance in the other party's eyes.
He grinned and waved his hand. Without hesitation, his men swung their swords and decapitated the young child.
The white ghost woman closed her eyes, and her body twitched uncontrollably.
"Still reluctant to say? Looks like this little cub is the son of your two dead sisters. The white ghost man was amazed, shook his head pretendedly, and showed a look of pity: "Do you have to wait until we kill your own child before you are willing to cooperate?" Alas, as a celestial nobleman with noble blood, I am actually a pacifist, and I am not willing to cause so many killings. ”
The female white ghost still had her eyes closed, as if in this way these enemies who had ruined her own tribe would never exist.
"It's a shame...... But there is a limit to my patience. Aldin sighed, turned back and said loudly, "Don't wait for my orders, kill a child every minute, until our strong lady is willing to cooperate." ”
The woman's eyes widened, and her pupils, which were so blue that she could barely see any temperature, were now completely filled with anger and hatred, like a mass of burning ice. She grew her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but eventually closed it. Then, another child's head rose into the sky.
Five minutes passed, and the fifth little white ghost was killed. The woman struggled constantly, the chains on her limbs almost cut into her muscles.
"Well, it's really troublesome, let's change it to once every half a minute." Aldin said with a blank expression.
Ten minutes passed, and the children were turned into corpses. The woman still did not speak, but cried out at the corpse of the dead child, her eyes weeping blood, like a mad demon, and according to the theory of probability, there must have been her own flesh and blood among these dead.
If what Aldin says is true, then in a swarm-like society, women play the role of queen ant. The queen ant does not grieve the death of her offspring, because they are insects after all, but the female white ghost has fallen into a hell of despair, because after all, they are higher beings with wisdom, soul, and feelings.
Aldin, the winged man, gave a bored expression, shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched, and glanced at his subordinates again. Immediately afterward, a particularly tall winged man walked into the group of shivering children, and lifted a small body from the middle.
Several white ghost children screamed and pounced, as if trying to snatch their companions back from the other party's hands, and one particularly strong child even opened his mouth to bite the other party, only to be slashed by the annoyed Wingman with a sword, and the rest were kicked away by him one by one.
The small body that was carried in the hand of the winged man let out a cry of fear, and when he looked closely, it was a little girl with a white ghost who looked to be only seven or eight years old.
"In your world, girls are worth more than boys. If all the women died, it meant the end of the tribe. Why, aren't you still willing to cooperate? On the one hand, you are just a dead thing, and you once belonged to your greatest enemy, the vicious curse that gave you the ancestors of the oathbreakers, turning you into a white ghost who is neither human nor ghost, an enemy imprisoned on the front line of the Atlas Mountains. Aldin looked at the statue of Laxis in the center of the square and couldn't help but smile: "On the one hand, it is the survival of the tribe, isn't this a multiple-choice question with a clear answer?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the woman of the white ghost suddenly put away her tears, looked at each other coldly, and said slowly in Virginian with a stiff accent: "Don't waste any more scheming, intruder! We hate Laxis because her pact is the greatest source of suffering for our people. The statue of it was placed in the middle of the town, of course, to vent anger rather than to pay tribute; However, we also have to thank her for the fact that without her dealings with the gods and the final contract, our children and grandchildren would have been cursed by the gods, and our souls would never have had a chance to rest. At least her covenant gives us a chance to atone for our sins, a future day, the possibility of deliverance......"
"It's better to say than to sing! Wake up! The Holy Spirit sitting in the clouds is a bunch of cowards, liars and slave owners! They will only deceive the minds of all beings with clever tongues, and bewitch living beings as their cannon fodder to fight against the true gods! The so-called Twelve Heroes, the so-called Great Sage Laxis, are their spokesmen! Can you get liberation after completing the contract? Now that a thousand years have passed, you have been liberated, right? Isn't it still possible to survive in the crypts of the Atlas Mountains? Even if you leave the mountains a little, you will not dare to stay away because of the curse? Isn't such a contract a curse? Do you still want to be liberated? ”
The words of the female white ghost seemed to touch that sensitive nerve, and Aldin's face suddenly showed obvious hideousness, and he roared hysterically and wildly.
The female white ghost looked at this great gaffe enemy, but there was obvious sarcasm on her face, and she waited until the other party finished roaring and began to pant heavily, and then said slowly: "I won't give you things." Laxis's contract and we made it very clear that only the owner of the artifact itself is her true inheritor, and only has the right to end the contract and truly liberate our family. Even if you completely destroy this town, I will not give you my only hope. ”
Aldin looked at the female white ghost who did not eat oil and salt in silence, and finally squeezed out a murderous sentence from between his teeth: "Then as you wish, it will be all destroyed." ”
The tall winged man grinned, threw the little girl in his hand to the ground, and raised the machete high.
The female white ghost and the little girl both closed their eyes, one couldn't bear to witness, and the other was resigned to death and waited for death, but what they were waiting for was not a knife blade falling, but a crisp "Bah!" ”
The skull of the winged man with a hideous smile was like a watermelon hit by a stone, and it suddenly shattered and cracked, and blood and brains splattered in all directions. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info. )