You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 11 Attacked
The next morning.

Guabrak took Grox and three other troll warriors.

The five of them set off together with Yige, climbed to the peak along the valley wind, and embarked on the journey back to the northern cemetery group.

The weather in the snow-capped mountains was not bad. The sun shone through the thin frost on the ground, bringing warmth to the lifeless land.

Although there are still occasional biting cold winds, the overall wind strength is significantly weaker than when it came.

As a result, the speed of a group of people has increased.

It only took about a day to start from the cave to reach the northernmost landmark and demarcation point of the northern cemetery, which also symbolizes the "Crypt Six" of William, the victim of the first pioneer.

The warm sun hangs high.

"Then I'll take you here." Guabrak stopped in front of the crooked black tombstone covered in hoarfrost, and bid farewell to Yige.

He had dispatched the troll warriors to guard in advance to prevent human adventurers or hunters from accidentally seeing Yige with them.

Yi Ge acquiesced to Guabrak's arrangement.

Although the trolls are also ceremonial believers, it is undoubtedly more sensible to temporarily hide the existence of troll believers if they want to preach among humans.

The residents of "Talek" say that they all have blood feuds with the trolls, which is a bit exaggerated.

But it is more accurate to say that everyone is eager for the death of the troll.

"Thanks again to the "Big Stick Clan" for their help. Exhausted by the journey, Yige's face was pale, and his voice was weak but firm, "After that, we will meet at "Crypt No. [-]" on the [-]st of every two months as agreed. "

Guabrak nodded: "That's it, I wish you all the best in your missionary work in the human world."

After finishing speaking, he swept across the furs on the ground confirmingly, and with a stern whistle, he recalled the other trolls accompanying him.

Yigger stood straight and watched the trolls.

Until the huge bodies of the trolls turned into a few invisible black spots in his vision.

He just let out a long sigh of relief, and he collapsed against the tombstone as if he had been discouraged.

The leather jacket on his body came into contact with the cold and rough surface of the black tombstone, making a hissing friction sound.

One hand went deep into the leather jacket, tightly holding the mouth of the money bag tied on the left interlayer.

That bag contained a portion of the copper coins of all the silver coins.

He was so tired that he just wanted to close his eyes and rest.

But in front of the troll, he was unwilling to lose momentum.

The pride of being an apostle made him not allow himself to show his weak side again and again.

But now... it's ok.

Relaxed, eyes closed uncontrollably.

The sun is pleasant.

time flies.

At a certain moment——

Yige suddenly felt something was wrong, and opened his eyes suddenly.

It was already dark.

Da da da.

Alternating footsteps brought a stench of corruption closer and closer to him.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Two silver moon wolves with dark red blood scabs on their bodies were rushing towards him.

The person is not good!
Between life and death, the trace of fatigue that just woke up quickly disappeared.

Head spinning wildly.

Too late to get the knife in the bag!
He estimated the distance and made a quick judgment.

The waist was exerted instantly, and with the support of both hands, the whole person jumped up.

At this time, Yige couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Because he saw with his own eyes the wolves lying on the north side of the cemetery being wiped out, he relaxed his vigilance.

Fall asleep by the tombstone.

In the end, he was caught by the silver moon wolf who went back and forth.

Judging from their appearance, they should be the survivors of the group that was wiped out by the "Big Stick Clan" at that time.

Two wolves pounced on him, one after the other.

Igger crouched down.

His eyes were full of bitterness, and he held his breath, when the cold light on the silver moon wolf's mud-stained claws was clearly visible.

Roll straight to the left.

The cold ground made contact with his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

But because of this, he escaped the deadliest first surprise attack of the two silver moon wolves!
Without time to hesitate, he straightened up and stood up again.

Make a fist with your hands back and forth, and strike a pose.

The silver moon wolf failed to pounce, and continued to charge towards him from left to right.

The eyes of the bloodshot wolf were full of tyranny, wanting to devour him alive.

There is no roundabout between wolves and humans.

Not the hunter, but the prey!
Yig felt the pressure of pure wildness.

If it was the original him, he would have already thought of a way to throw a piece of meat to distract the attention of the two wolves at this time, and then he ran away without looking back.

But after seeing the oppressive feeling of Guabrak, the pressure brought by the silver moon wolf to Ige is simply not worth mentioning.

Facing the beast that was only a few steps away from him, he didn't panic, and raised his fists like lightning.

Then spread out your arms and make a hug.

【Elegant Crushed Skull】!
He silently recited the name of divine art in his heart, and the glory of the Supreme Father appeared again in his mind.

His field of vision has changed drastically.

The wolf head of the silver moon wolf that was running at high speed suddenly turned into two eye-catching light balls in his eyes.

Blooming from the inside out with a bright and lovely luster.

It blends with the surrounding dark brown earth and black tombstones.

It constitutes a beautiful picture scroll.

Light and shadow, far and near.

For some reason, Yige remembered the "wild painting school" that is currently popular in the kingdom.

The painters of the "wild painting school" pay attention to the expressiveness of the color itself, using bright solid colors and wild and free lines to shape the shape.

A group of painters represented by the "Green Arrow" painting club often paint directly with pigments.

Relying on the combination of pure color gamut, it forms the overall sense of the picture.

Seemingly straightforward color elements are combined, contrasted and matched to form a work with strong visual impact.

Naturally, Yige didn't have the money to go to the art exhibition.

But on the walls of the tavern, he has seen several works of the "wild painting school" painted by low-level street painters following the trend.

He is now as if he is in a certain painting in it.

Simple color elements wrap him, highlighting the beauty of the light ball to him in the most intuitive and bestial way.

The ball of light left bright sparks on the way of sliding, falling down little by little, which is too beautiful to behold.

Yige forgot that he was fighting, his field of vision was completely occupied by the color of light.

As the light got closer and closer, the surrounding colors began to dim, brown and black faded into meaningless gray.

Only the sphere of light still blooms.

It's as if a beautiful beauty walked towards him gracefully, without applying any makeup but domineeringly taking away the color along the way.

"Elegant, so elegant!"

Yige couldn't help approaching the ball of light.

then.

Punch hard!

Only the most violent and savage bashes are worthy of such beautiful colors!
The fist penetrated into the light sphere, was slightly hindered and then penetrated quickly.

The warmth wrapped Yige's fists.

Ah!
Elegant beauty really has a warm heart!
Bang bang!

The ear-piercing crashing sound suddenly pulled Yige out of the world of wild beauty.

Look again.

The heads of the two silver moon wolves were completely blown off, and they collapsed into two balls of blood on the spot.

patter——

Scarlet jets exploded all over the sky.

Iggy wiped away the blood sticking around his eyes with a sense of loss.

Looking down, the clothes were also covered with radial flesh tissue.

On the ground in front of him, two headless wolf corpses overlapped.

how beautiful.

(End of this chapter)