only god

Chapter 152 Not every race is favored by the gods
Although the Bunnyman tribe is still immersed in grief, the leader of the Bunnyman still pointed out the direction for them to leave the road of death and go to the forest.

Nuo En and his party hurriedly embarked on the journey after paying tribute to the tortoise patriarch briefly.

Along the way, everyone didn't dare to communicate too much, especially Norn, Casas, and Baird. As the leading figures, they often communicated with each other with their eyes.

After all, Casas and Norn have been masters and servants for many years. They can often understand each other's meaning at a glance, but when facing Baird, they need to make some body movements or communicate with some cryptic words.

After three days and three nights, the group finally left the road of death and came to the edge of the desert.

There are small forests that are sparsely scattered on the ground one after another, and Norn leads the camels in front.

Druids often live in forests. According to legend, they are the creations of the curse god Ekabe. From birth to death, a druid uses various rituals to please the noble curse.

In addition to giving the directions to the norn druids, the leader of the rabbitmen also told them how to find the place where the druids live.

Norn and his party looked at the fluctuating trajectory of the leaves from time to time to determine the location of the druid settlement.

Due to lack of experience, everyone wandered around the forest for a whole day without finding the exact direction.

"He should know that outside the eyes of their eight-eyed ape-man, you Norn are at war with the world, enjoying chasing elk and serving nature."

"Who is he? Where is their tribe?"

Zeng Jiafei's struggle had no effect. Facing the crowd gradually approaching, I sobbed and stopped, completely giving up resistance.

And Elder, the cursed god, in order to please himself,
King Sabor cast a curse on the sons of the prophets after his death.

"Baikabe, let me go."

At first, a deer head flashed through the gaps in the leaves, like an afterimage, and Bai Zengjia captured it with his keen eyesight. I lowered my body and approached quickly.

It's like explaining the fate of the Norn family.

The old man who had witnessed the ups and downs of the tribe was in Mo Xiao's shock at this moment.

Just as Zeng Jiafei was about to say something, Nuo En said first:
Everyone still had time to introduce their reasons for coming, only to hear the old and wise oak sage suddenly say:
Norn said to Baikabe:

Baikabe pursed his lips and jumped back.

Zeng Jiafei has opened up a large narrow area in the forest, surrounded by various trees, and the famous wild flowers are smashed to get juice, and then smeared under the bark-cut trees to form handprints, Shi Nuoen star anise , elk and other patterns.

What made Norn even more horrified was that outside the giant pit, one after another, the living people quickly climbed down, and the expressions on our faces didn't seem to show a sense of slowness of revenge.

"Of course it has nothing to do with the noble Elder. It is a fault, but it has nothing to do with him,"

But, you know, they're deeply cursed. "

Told the stories of your forefathers the Logosians.

"Your subordinate is deeply cursed... The feeling it gives you is very similar to the feeling your curse gives you."

He will curse you from time to time.

Norn nodded hurriedly.

Norn lied.

It is like the spiral drawn by Nuoen under the oak tree, repeating the same history under the same person at the same time.

"You lost your way there, you strayed into this place from the road of death."

"Bad, let me go, you will find your oak sages for them."

"It has nothing to do with the cursed god?"

The oak sage smiled, and hastily said:

Shi Nuoen asked excitedly, my voice sounded coherent.

Norn pretended to be fierce and said:

It was the tenth day of stepping into the forest.

The oak sage took a deep look at Norn,
"Who are they? What are you eight-eyed ape-men sneaking around there?!"

"Noen, every race is under the favor of our gods.

Only in this way can you win the favor and joy of Erde.

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately rushed over from all over the forest.

"This is a curse cast on Zeng Jia by the curse god!"

"Who are they?"

at last,

Oak Sage said so.

Nuo En saw sharply that old Zeng Jiafei's antlers were trembling in the wind.

"Let the others leave first, and you can talk alone."

"Come with you, for if they betray you, there will be a dreadful curse upon the noble Eld."

Before the young Zeng Jiafei left temporarily, Baikabe suddenly said:

The oak sage narrowed his old eyes.

"Boroff, die of a curse!"

Zeng Jiafei was forbidden to ask.

Immediately afterwards, I trembled in a voice that no two people could hear:

The oak sage has long been numb to this, I raised my hand, pointing to a small pot in the huge pit,
The oak sage gazed at the great pit,

as if after a long time,
"This noble cursed god,

Norn looked at the oak sage and asked in astonishment.

For 8000 years, the race that listened to the voice of the small earth has experienced so many curses...

........................

Could it be... Do I know how to lift the curse?
"The potion on the outside of this cauldron can make Norn forget everything he experienced after a long time when he went out.

We came there for the wishing stone.

Day after day, as the deadline got closer and closer, the patience of the crowd grew, and impatience and panic lingered in the forest.

"You... were created by the cursed god Eld."

Elder in ages past,

My voice is low, only the norn and the druids can hear.

Then, the old Norn said:

For the next few days, everyone searched the forest for the norn.

Strange, original wooden carvings are placed everywhere in the tribe, and those wooden carvings have no deer, no snakes... At last, the norn played the role of dividing the area.

"But in fact, your Norn are a race that is deeply tormented by the curse."

"Are you kind, you want to ask their tribe for help."

"Brothers kill each other, brothers eat each other,
We can lift the curse beyond...

He cast that curse on the entire race as it is. "
Baikabe called everyone in a low voice.

The oak sage raised his eyes, looked directly at Norn, and stated word by word:

During that process, Baikabei and the other two deepened their mutual understanding.

Norn went down and said in a heavy voice:

When thinking of that, Norn made up his mind.

The oak sage turned his face, the eyes of the old deer were soaked with tears,

Norn fell into a moment of thought.

"They stood there first."

"And there are only a dozen of you, so there is no way to pose a threat to their tribe."

The stinking white blood mixed with the fresh blood, and gastric juices kept rolling outside Norn's stomach.

The Norn have been cursed since your ancestors. "

affim…

"How...how did you know?"

"curse…

The oak sage murmured as he stepped back,

Let the old Zeng Jiafei mistakenly think that I have seen through the curse.

Norn knew where the oak sage was going to take him, but I was still flustered.

Before Zeng Jiafei heard it, she didn't have any doubts.

The oak sage hurriedly said:

Through the layers of leaves, the oak sage pushed aside the branches blocking the way, and led Norn into the depths of the forest.

"Norn...isn't it?"

But after walking for a long time, the group finally saw the Norn tribe living deep in the dense forest.

Before finishing speaking, when he was young, Norn immediately found the leader of the tribe, who is what we call the oak sage.

"The little one told you.

"The curse under you has nothing to do with...the legendary Logos."

"Has he heard of it?

Norn asked,

My old hair hangs down and blows in the wind.

"Tell me, why did they come here?"

But those days we were lucky enough to get something.

At this moment, Norn was pressed to the ground, his face pressed against the ground, and he was struggling sobbingly. Even with all my strength, I still couldn't break free from Baikabe's hands.

Then, I looked up.

The voice fell to the ears, and the oak sage suddenly fell into the noise.

Norn looked at Zeng Jiafei who drank the potion and forgot that they had harmed their relatives.

There are no hands, no human legs, no peeling human skin, no fresh heart.

In a huge pit, hundreds of corpses lie, rotten, fresh, turned into bones, just dead... All kinds of corpses lie outside the pit, our death The law is the same, but the joy and sorrow under the face are completely similar.

"Norn, he'll figure it out soon enough."

Bai Zengjia quickly let go of me, Shi Nuoen got up from the ground, my sunken eye sockets, long and narrow deer face, and small horns under my head appeared behind everyone.

curse...

"Are you all kind?"

Baikabe approached quickly like a cheetah.

Norn continued.

That person...how could he be so flustered?
"Help? What help?"

We all saw Shi Nuoen being pinned down by Baikabe.

It was like some kind of ritual, some kind of ritual that would bring bad luck.

The king cursed us brother to brother, brother to brother,

Everyone nodded, we really haven't heard any related legends.

I was deeply shocked.

Shi Nuoen pointed to the depths of the forest, and gave everyone a wink in disgust,

To the cursed god,

"Bolan, die of the curse!"

When you were Linglu, you didn't know how to listen to the voice of the little land. "

The oak sage led Norn, and hurriedly walked deeper into the forest.

But I recovered slowly.

Everyone immediately followed the young Nuo En towards the huge altar. When passing by the statue, Nuo En saw the bloody tribute under the altar.

You are creations and playthings. "

Before passing the statue of the cursed god, the group came to a garden surrounded by oaks, and saw an old Zeng Jiafei sitting in the middle of the garden, waving his wrinkled hands, as if he was carving something.

"Out there! Shi Nuoen is out there!"

Norn remained panicked, restraining the stormy waves in his heart.

At the time of disappearance, the young Zeng Jiafei and all the eight-eyed ape-men except Nuo En left the garden.

"The noble curse god, cast a curse in history on you."

You are Norn, a race created by the cursed god with spirit deer.

"Curse under history?"

"Come with you, you take them to see the oak sage."

That's your curse, Norn. "

Cursed again and again, and cursed again and again,
Norn turned around and asked.

When Nuoen heard it, he twisted for a while.

The oak sage smiled wryly.

Immediately afterwards, I carefully opened a little gap, and saw a young Norn with the head of a deer, secretly observing the other eight-eyed ape-man and stone slave.

"You could tell through their eyes that they were not lost at all."

A while ago, the young Zeng Jiafei walked over.

At the very center of the tribe, there is a huge altar built with no rocks. In front of the altar is the statue of the curse god Elder. This stone statue is limited by the craftsmanship of the Norn at that time. Mystery is detail.

The oak sage turned his head and saw a group of people.

In that atmosphere, the eight leading people still maintained the calmness they should have.

Baikabe explained to the seven people loudly.

And that was Zeng Jia's least sympathy. "

We finally snapped in the right direction.

"Their curse...what the hell is going on?"

"They're bad."

Druid walked behind Shi Nuoen and said,
And you are Nuoen, you have to struggle and sacrifice underground, you have to go through untold hardships and search for thousands of remedies to lift the curse.

Thousands of years later, there has never been a king named Sabo.

"You are Norn,"

Baikabei pressed me down and asked in a low voice,
Norn raised his eyes and looked, for some reason, I felt a strange aura pervading the whole tribe.

"Then, that...what the hell is going on?!"

The seven looked at Baikabe one after another.

"The curse that time tortured you for eight generations.

Only in this way can you please Erde and please the cursed god.

but my panic,
This is the longest curse in history, from the end of your father's father's generation, until now, you have also found a good way to lift the curse. "

"He, who is he?!"

At night, they rested in the forest for a while, and the next day they continued to observe the swaying trajectory of the leaves.

That place... looks cursed. "

The oak sage was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, before he looked at Norn in disbelief.

"How could he see that..."

"You can tell, Oak Sage.

A curse from Zeng Jia?

I observed the direction of the leaves more carefully, and exchanged my views with the other seven people through my eyes and body movements.

It was Baikabe who saw through the curse,
Norn's pupils shrank.

Hearing this, Baikabei loosened the neck of Norn when he was young.

"Then... what's going on?"

Norn took a deep breath, and I took a step back abruptly, and saw an extremely horrifying scene.

I grabbed Zeng Jiafei's neck with one hand, held Nuo En's arm with the other hand, and bent my knees to press Nuo En's body at this time.

Everyone pulled up the camels and followed them one after another. Nuoen walked closely in front of Shi Nuoen, looking at the road behind.

It was as if fate had no intention of working against us.

Before that, I glanced at the others,
"A person who makes a contract with the gods."

No sooner had they reached this depth than the norn heard a lifeless cry.

A group of people froze for a moment, we had no idea that the oak sage could see through our purpose at a glance.

But the wishing stone may be a rare treasure for Shi Nuoen.

"On Er, die of a curse!"

The oak sage hastily poured out,

(End of this chapter)