Blood of Mercury

"People suffering from the disease, come here!"

A man wearing a beak mask and a black robe shook the bell in the shape of a cross in his hand, walking on the streets of Norma City and shouting loudly: "People who don't believe in gods, come here! The outcast, the cursed, the victim Everyone who hates you will come here!"

In the ominous sound of jingle jingle, people retreated as if avoiding a moving plague, and stared at the person with disgusting eyes that looked at a cultist.

Since the blood-stained syndrome flooded into this town with the monsoon that symbolized death, the priest here couldn't help but escape overnight. It was the next day when someone who felt a little unwell wanted to go to the church to find the pastor for help, only to find that he had fled overnight.

Immediately, the dark and scarlet despair engulfed the entire town.

The gods have abandoned them, who can save them?

It's no use even if those priests hide. People's news is always better than they think. On the third day of the massacre, some people already knew about it.

Because the Blighter stole the power of Kelanvor, even the gods could not dispel such a terrifying plague. In this case, it seems understandable to implement forced disinfection.

And there is also a vague saying circulating in the market that the Druid did not steal and could not steal the power of Kelanwo. It was only because Kelanwo couldn't cure this plague that he made up a lie.

A very strong evidence is that the druids themselves are almost extinct.

Caral's rebel army was like a tide, and in just a few days, the Druids were almost wiped out.

They shouted "Rest In Peace", and with sharp blades turned from silver crosses, cut off the Druid's magic. And with the multiplied power, infinite physical strength and sharp holy blade, the Druids who were high in the past were easily wiped out.

Because they are always prophesying the death of others, and they are all black outside their armor, some call this Legion the Legion of Death Ravens.

No one knows who their leader is. But even if there is no leader, they can always use an inexplicable tacit cooperation to directly disperse the enemy - that is, the Druid's army.

Of course, there is a reason for their good cooperation, but the greater willingness is that the morale of the Druid's subordinate legion is not high.

After all, there are many versions of rumors, and it has been proved by some wizards with prophecy magic. This plague was indeed initiated by the Druids.

And the more precise prophecy sorcery directly points out. The person who started the plague was a high-ranking Druid. It can be said that in this bloodstain syndrome, the Duids were unable to take off the hat that was buckled on their heads.

What's even more outrageous is that I don't know who used what means. Spread the news throughout Caral.

At the same time, the fact that the Druid's high-level secretly manipulated the entire political situation in Caral did not know who was exposed. Under the banner of saving the country, some enthusiastic young people directly brought their relatives and friends into the rebel army of the Marquis of Saya.

Coupled with the previous civil war in the Druids, a large number of innocent people were implicated to death. Overnight, the Druid, who had a high status, was directly dragged down from the altar and became the public enemy of the entire Caral.

And under the leadership of the Death Crow Legion. And with the help of some scattered wizards, countless places began to rebel against the Druids at the same time. Some druids - especially some white druids who haven't seen much blood and filth - have renounced their identities themselves, announcing that they have joined the Corps of Death Ravens only as the Ravens of Death among.

And the Death Crow Legion also refused to come. Take all these druids who have given up. It was as if they never cared whether the newcomers who joined in were loyal or not. Or rather, in such a friendly atmosphere. Loyalty has become an important part of their psyche.

You cannot be disloyal just by living in this Legion.

People get up early to pray, eat and pray. Pray when you sleep, and pray when you are fighting. They do not pray to any god, but to death itself.

Therefore, they agree with the name "Death Crow" that the outside world calls them, and they can even say they are very satisfied.

In such beliefs, or near-distorted beliefs, the warriors' fear of death is downplayed to a considerable degree.

After all, in their cognition, even if a person dies, it is nothing. They just went home. They just fell asleep.

Before the war, every death crow recited in his heart "to live to death"; every death crow closed his eyes and silently prayed "May I sleep forever" before dying.

From the beginning, people just comforted themselves, and then they completely believed in these contents and gained mysterious and divine power, and people saw miracles.

Not a miracle, but a miracle.

They didn't shout the names of any gods, and they didn't even have piety in their hearts. They just hoped that they could get eternal sleep, and a power that had never been touched before surged up in their hearts.

That power is called magic—

And most of the legions under the command of the Druids turned to the rebel camp.

But although the Crow of Death has a high reputation in Kalar, in Banza, people still regard it as a cult.

In fact, what the Bansa people say is not bad.

They did believe in some kind of existence that did not belong to the true gods, and they did obtain divine magic from it. But anyone who believes in death, believes that everything has an end, and longs for eternal sleep, has gained power over ordinary apprentice priests.

If the evil **** can be so powerful, then the righteous **** today would have been dragged into the big crack long ago.

——However, just like the reactions of all cultists, these ordinary villagers did not dare to resist, nor did they dare to curse in person.

"They can kill," the people read in fear, then avoided them.

And they know very well that these crow mouths will not only kill, but will not even give them their souls. The soul of the person who is accused of being killed by the dead crow will not return to the kingdom of God, but will go directly to hell. In the eyes of those who believe in Tyre or Sivir, this is already the most terrifying thing.

However, that's when things changed.

Sue Crow, who would not have been bothered by anyone at first, was suddenly grabbed by a little boy by the corner of his clothes.

"Can you... cure the plague?"

The little boy raised his head pleadingly, his eyes full of unease. A dark red line crawled from the corner of his eyes to his throat

"I can ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sue Crow squinted his eyes and lowered his head, nodding his head with certainty.

He said word by word.

Immediately, the little boy burst into tears.

He knelt on the ground at once, ripped off the gilded sun talisman on his neck, and threw it on the ground.

"Then I don't believe in Tyre! I believe in your God, please heal me!" The little boy knelt on the ground and cried, "I don't want to die...I don't want to die yet! Please help me! help me--"

The death-defying crow silently touched his small head, and drew a cross on his chest with his eyes closed.

"I will heal you."

The crow's voice suddenly became gentle: "As a price, you must remember and spread the word in the future. The name of the person who cured you is Xila, a believer of the long-sleeping mentor, the most loyal shield of His Majesty Roland-" ( To be continued.) Enable new URL