Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

If one day, she wants to be an enemy of it... Shia can only imagine herself running away in embarrassment.

......

Mercer raised his head, looked at the movement above with some boredom, and couldn't help but yawned.

Although these people are really patient, they don’t feel sleepy even while listening to the prayer.

He controlled his brain hormones to make himself a little drowsy. After closing his eyes and falling asleep for a while, he finally heard the sound of food being put in.

He was so excited that he waited quietly until the pile of food formed a small mountain.

He crawled forward, grabbed a handful and swallowed it.

Just when he was about to grab a second handful, he saw an inconspicuous object among the hills.

He lazily made no movement and licked the grease on his hands. Just as his thoughts moved, the black mist automatically gave him the answer.

The smell, the shape, the temperature...at that moment, all the information about the object was poured into his mind, including the information he didn't want to know.

Mercer's pupils narrowed and his body froze on the spot, staring at the piece of "food", his eyes reflecting the painful and ferocious expression.

Although I had a vague premonition in my heart, I didn't expect it to happen so soon. I thought I could make the goddess understand through my actions, but who knew she was so ignorant.

Anger rose in Mercer's eyes, he roared, spit out flames from his mouth, and burned the pile of food to ashes. Then with a suppressed sound of vomiting, Mercer spit out a piece of food wrapped in mucus and spit it onto the pile of flames. .

He climbed up and crawled on the mountain wall with his sharp claws. He came to the edge of the volcano amidst everyone's frightened screams and looked at the sluggish goddess.

Sure enough, fools cannot communicate with them in this way.In order to punish her, and to prevent her from harming the villagers who were useful to him again, Mercer had to insure her.

Under Mercer's control, the surrounding black mist gradually thickened and turned into black twisted spirals, which penetrated into the goddess's mouth and nose.

Unexpectedly, Mercer's control over scale powder is limited to pheromones. At close range, he can also send out electrical signals for more precise control.

As the goddess screamed, the scale powder quickly merged with the goddess's blood, accelerating her infection process.

Black lines surged onto her skin. At the same time, Mercer opened his eyes wide and sent out a message:

--idiot!

At that moment, the goddess understood everything including Mercer's disgust and denial of her. She understood that she had made the wrong decision, and she also understood the attitude of the god in front of her.

Facing the scarlet vertical pupils of the black dragon in front of her, the goddess rolled her eyes and fell to the ground, twitching.

And Mercer also looked at everyone and let out a deafening roar.

......

On the way back, the goddess woke up.

She felt the stinging pain in her body, and her body was shaking while she was smiling stupidly.

"I heard it...I really heard it."

People around were talking about this: "Master Priest, what happened to her... Could it be that she was punished by the gods?"

"It's been like this since falling from the mountain last month. What's going on with the priest?"

The people in the village still have a basic understanding of the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease, but that is not what they are worried about about the goddess's current symptoms.

"If the priest can't hold on any longer, who should we turn to for treatment?"

The only people in the village who knew medicine were the priests of the past generations. Naturally, they thought of candidates as priests.

Some people whose wives and daughters were pregnant became active in their hearts and controlled their expressions not to show secret joy.

They returned to the village all the way, but when they helped the goddess get out of the sedan, they found that she had lost her sight.

Facing this old man with bloodshot eyes and gray pupils, Shia didn't show much emotion on her face, but she still felt a sense of terror in her heart.

"Come here, call everyone in the village. I want to tell them something."

The goddess held her cane and fumbled around for a while before letting someone help her.

There was no fear of losing her vision on her face, only joy as if she had lost her mind.

He kept mumbling: "I heard..."

After a while, she stood on the high platform behind the column, tapped her cane, and looked at the others: "Are you all here?"

"Except for some old people and sick people..."

"——Then let's get started, everyone. I called everyone here today to announce an important matter."

The goddess touched her eyes. Logically speaking, she would feel uncomfortable and close her eyes, but she still opened her eyes and let her fingers touch her, as if she no longer felt anything.

She grinned and showed a sick smile:

"Have you seen the changes in me? Some people think that I have been punished by the gods. In fact, it is not the case. This is the blessing of the gods! I heard it! I heard His words!"

Chapter 143: Candidates

——Another month has passed since then, and the goddess's health has become worse and worse, reaching the point where she has to be taken care of by others.

At the same time, her mood became more and more crazy, but even so, many villagers still believed in her words.

Although the goddess had informed the villagers of the god's thoughts and prohibited the use of human beings as sacrifices, Shia was still worried and her desire to leave became more and more urgent.

Shia and Xuefeng walked in the snow, with heavy snow covering their chests.

Just in case, more protection is needed.

For example, letting Rachel stay in the car and light a fire at the same time... It is theoretically impossible, but Shia suddenly thought of another tool they had.

When the village was relocated, many things in the village were not moved because they left too hastily. Among them, Shia remembered a stove from the Goddess' house.

The goddess had always missed the stove when she moved there, and she also complained about the cold without the stove, which really made Shia feel upset.

So Shia decided to go to the previous village with Xuefeng to look for a stove... and also tidy up things at home.

She followed the route in her memory and found the village where she lived a long time ago.

However, the village where they used to live is no longer in shape. Broken rotten wood is everywhere, and the buildings are completely destroyed.

Seeing the devastation in front of her, Shia frowned slightly.

Some marks are caused by corrosion over the years, while others have recently received a huge impact.

From the looks of it, it was probably the avalanche caused by the roar of the black dragon a few months ago that made the original village so miserable.

But no matter what, this had nothing to do with Shia. She explored the depths of the village and came to the goddess's room.

She threw away the snow and started rummaging.

After a while, she stood up holding the stove.

Not only that, she also found several bags of black charcoal in the room. Although they were seriously affected by moisture, whether they could still be used had yet to be confirmed. Shia stuffed them all on Xuefeng's back.

Next, it’s your own home.

Walking on the road buried in snow, the surrounding scenery gradually became familiar. She stood in front of a dilapidated wooden house, opened the door, and a familiar scene was introduced to her eyes.

Her eyes were a little blurry, as if she was remembering the past...well, there weren't really any good things.When they were young, ominous messages had been spread, and the goddess had also come here, looking at the two sisters with a look that made Shia uncomfortable.

After all, they were born on a day of worship in the year, so it was inevitable that they would view them in this way.

Even not long ago when she became blind, Shia could still feel the goddess looking at her with that uncomfortable look.

Thinking of this, Shia shook her head, shook off the messy thoughts in her mind, and then searched around the room.

Soon, a thick book was held in Shia's hands.

This is the book that Rachel said contains records of various languages ​​in the world. Because it is well preserved, it can still be read today.

Seeing this, Shia showed a relaxed smile. Although she couldn't understand the words above, it was enough to imagine Rachel's happy expression.

After confirming again that nothing was missing, Shia turned and left, walking out the door.

Since the distance between the two villages was relatively long, it took a lot of time to get there. It was already dark at this time, and Shia rode up the snowy peak and disappeared into the vast darkness.

......

——In the village, Rachel flipped through the books in her hands, but a sad look could not help but appear on her eyes.

Why doesn't she understand the urgency in her sister Shia's heart?She understood that leaving here was not only because of her sister's illness, but also because of Shia herself who could no longer stand the atmosphere in the village.

Therefore, it was the decision of both of them to leave the village.

Rachel will not object to Shia's choice, but no matter what, this decision is too hasty. At least there should be time to prepare... For example, looking for relevant knowledge from books is like a person lost in the forest. Even if travelers in the forest don't know the map to leave the forest, they at least need to know the knowledge to survive in the forest.

For example, the steps and preparations for departure: If you use a car, it would be too hard for a wolf to pull the car on Xuefeng alone. Just in case, it is best to tame a few hounds, but in this way, food consumption...and own diseases, is it really necessary to go to the desert for treatment?If it doesn't work, it will be a desperate blow to my sister Shia.There are also the habitat habits of various organisms in different environments...

Rachel, who has read many books, knows this truth very well. The reason why orcs can survive in this environment is because they have already been a part of it. If they venture to go elsewhere, strange and dangerous encounters will be waiting for them. .

——The more she reads books, the more she feels her own ignorance and ridiculousness; the more she understands the outside world, the more she longs to experience life in the outside world, but the more she understands the dangers and horrors of the outside world.

Therefore, compared to her sister Shia, Rachel's desire to leave here is not strong, even if the topic was raised by herself.

At least until she was fully prepared, she had to suppress her curiosity and desire to explore the outside world.

"Need to know more..." Rachel rubbed her eyes tiredly, and flipped through the books, trying to find more knowledge and make up for her ignorance.

Suddenly, while she was flipping through the book, there was a knock on the door:

"Kanishia, are you there?"

Hearing this sentence, Rachel put down the book a little and said:

"Sister hasn't come back yet, what's wrong?"

The sound outside the door was silent for a while, and then the door creaked, and a wisp of cold wind blew into the house.

......

"Master Priest! Is this really good?"

Urgent sounds were coming from the Goddess's home.

Several hunters sat among them, looking at the goddess in surprise with her eyes closed and a strange smile on her face.

"Logically speaking, babies should be given priority in the election of priests! This is not in line with the rules passed down through the ages!"

"——I have made it very clear on this point." The goddess turned her head and opened her eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and answered word by word: "In the village now, who else is better than them?" Are the sisters younger?"

Everyone was silent for a while. They themselves are a relatively long-lived race, and their age is already very young in the village.

"...It doesn't matter if you don't have a baby. My wife is already pregnant. If you wait a little longer, my child will definitely be qualified!" A hunter couldn't help but say.

"I've run out of time."

The goddess said indifferently, she raised her hand and touched her skin:

"I can feel that when the Lord God's power is injected into my body, He begins to harvest my life. I'm afraid I won't be able to live for a few months."

Hearing this, the other hunters were stunned and then fell silent. Only the Goddess remained morbidly enthusiastic:

"But it doesn't matter if my life is taken away, but a new priest must be selected before that. Otherwise, the connection between the village and the gods will be broken! We will not be able to receive His blessings!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, agreeing with it, but still felt something was wrong.

"...But does it really have to be her? Her sister seems to have some objections to the worship?"

"I believe that there must be something special about a person born on the day of worship. At least from this point of view, she is more qualified than anyone else." At this point, the goddess's face was already a little impatient. , she tapped her crutches hard and said: "Okay, it's decided. You go and prepare. Don't let her come back and disturb your consciousness."

"......Yes."

Chapter 144: Ceremony

——When Shia returned to the village, it was already late at night.

As soon as she entered the village, she felt something was wrong. There were messy footprints outside the village, which were leaving from the inside out.

If it were a monthly worship day, it would be normal to have such a scale, but it was a bit too early, and there were still a few days before the scheduled date.

Just as she was walking forward suspiciously, Xuefeng beside her suddenly sniffed, his face became serious, and he grabbed her sleeve.

"what happened?"

Xuefeng dragged her to one of the places, and there was an imperceptible smell in the footprints.

Shia also inhaled the surrounding breath and suddenly became alert. She lay on the ground and smelled the smell. The orc's unique vertical pupils stood up at that moment.

"...Rachel's smell—let's go!"

She ran quickly into the house, but when she opened the door, she only saw a messy scene and an overwhelming smell.