Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 239: The Disaster of the Extermination of the Weiju Village

The wails and screams of the villagers made the man in gray robe close his eyes in satisfaction.

"Everyone says that the Black Church is a group of perverts and beasts, and it's true."

The gray-robed man's smile froze and he turned around. A middle-aged man in a black robe was standing quietly behind him.

"friend?"

The man in gray robe carefully chose his words and asked tentatively.

"Who the hell is your friend?"

The man in black robe slapped him down mercilessly, and the big head was embedded in his neck and fell straight to the ground.

In order to prevent it from turning into an undead creature, he deliberately kicked it a few more times to make sure it was rotten beyond repair.

Blood was dripping from his shoes. The man in black robe stood on the branch, looking at Huacun quietly.

Xu Shen and his men killed people everywhere.

Apart from the initial panic, even though there were a vast sea of ​​undead, they could not get close to the well cellar.

Time passed little by little.

Even Xu Shen's magic power was gradually exhausted.

If it weren't for Ding Yumian's Ten Thousand Souls Banner, they might have really died here.

"What a hell of a place! There are too many undead creatures!" Xu Shen complained.

The light in his palm that should have been as bright as day had dimmed a lot.

This was one of the few battles since his debut that could drain all his magic power.

"Perhaps it's because of the arrival of the evil spirit a while ago, Xianchi is too close to Huacun."

The short man had a bitter face and huddled by the well, gasping for breath.

Ali and Axing were also panting, with pale faces, huddled by the well.

Astraea, on the other hand, was always in high spirits.

Whenever Xu Shen was about to die, he would use the Holy Ram: Strengthening.

The magic of blessing is extremely magical.

The sacred incantation floated towards Xu Shen, forming a solemn and sacred mark. No matter what power he exerted, this special mark would take on that color, catalyzing the expansion of magic power.

It's like Viagra, always there to provide the boost he needs when he's about to collapse.

But unfortunately, blessing magic cannot restore magic power.

Sometimes, Xu Shen suspected that this woman did it on purpose, just to squeeze him dry.

Finally, the torturous night was over.

As the morning light faded, the tide of the undead gradually receded.

Xu Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

This is so damn tiring.

The villagers of Hua Village who survived the disaster wanted to worship these young people.

Every household brought out delicious food and drinks, and the villagers' enthusiasm was so enthusiastic that the few people could hardly resist.

Asharuya was eager to find clues and evidence, so she couldn't stay for long. After several refusals, everyone asked for some gray garlic and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, Village Chief. I advise you to go to the ancient capital as soon as possible. The undead have been acting strangely recently. It's too dangerous to stay here."

Before leaving, Xu Shen gave a kind reminder.

"This……"

Xie Sang was a little hesitant. They had lived here for generations and it was hard to leave their hometown, so how could they just leave like that?

"Yes, the village is no longer safe. If we stay here any longer, we will all die here," Hong Jun's eyes flickered, but he still persuaded his father.

"Leaving the village is like betraying your ancestors. You won't survive this night. You'd better stay in the village. We have the well god to protect us..." an old woman muttered.

"Hmph, old stubborn, you will only be killed by the undead if you stay in the village. We have lost their protection," a young man snorted.

"It takes at least two or three days to get to the ancient capital from here. We have to stay outside for two nights, which is tantamount to seeking death," said an old lady, with fear in her eyes.

"Unless..." Xie Sang looked at Xu Shen and others hopefully.

"Don't count on us, we have other things to do," Asharuya refused directly.

"You have the gray garlic with you, even if the special effect of the well water is gone, it is enough to survive two nights." The short man said: "If you want to leave, now is the best time to do so while it is just getting light." Xie Sang looked at Xu Shen.

Xu Shen thought for a moment and said, "If you are willing, you can wait for us in the village for a few days. When we come back, we will take you back to the ancient capital. Is that okay?"

"This... okay," Xie Sang agreed hesitantly.

Xu Shen and others left not long ago.

Outside the village, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared.

The person guarding the village has been replaced by another old man.

Based on his previous experience with Xu Shen and others, the old man had a very favorable impression of this new outsider.

"What can I do for you?"

The man in black robe glanced at him indifferently: "I will give you a quick death."

……

Shangwangzhuang.

This is the village closest to Hua Village.

When Xu Shen and his companions arrived, the whole village was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The place where the smell of blood is the strongest is also a well cellar, and its structure is not much different from that of Huacun.

Leaning over to look, I saw disgusting minced meat mixed with pieces of cloth piled up like a small hill in the well.

Asharuya's face turned pale and she couldn't help but vomit.

Ding Yumian supported her and patted her back gently.

Ali also took a look and his face turned pale.

"Don't look at it, just cremate it."

As Asharuya said this, her eyes were full of pity.

"Is there any need to go to the other villages?"

After a long silence, Xu Shen asked.

If he guessed correctly, all the people in Weiju Village must have been slaughtered overnight.

If we say that it was the work of undead creatures, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

The Black Vatican has committed so many evil things.

"Yes," Asharuya said, "The evidence is in the Xianchi area, we must find it."

"At this point, what exactly is the evidence? Are you still unwilling to tell us?"

Asharuya was silent for a moment and said, "It's about Saran's whereabouts."

"Salan?!"

Xu Shen exclaimed.

He was born in Bo City, so he was naturally familiar with this name.

As one of the cardinals of the Black Church, his name is known throughout the world, but no one knows his true identity.

He has been causing trouble all over the world, yet he is still at large.

His evil deeds are too numerous to list, and there are too many people who wish they could eat his flesh alive.

"Sarang is in the ancient capital now. If nothing unexpected happens, he is in the Magic Association or the Hunter Alliance, and his status is not low."

"Where's the evidence?"

"What a coincidence! What we are doing now is looking for evidence," Asharuya said with her hands spread out.

"Okay, let's go to the next village."

"Do you believe it?" Asharuya was a little surprised.

When she told the middleman the news, he didn't believe it so easily.

"I believe it," Xu Shen nodded seriously.

In his previous life, the catastrophe in the ancient capital shocked people both at home and abroad. Although he did not know the details, the endless news reports and the information from Mo Fan and his classmates’ conversations were enough for him to understand the general situation.

This is clearly true, as confirmed by what Asharuya said.

(End of this chapter)