Soul of Negary

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When Comoros opened the door, she saw the girl’s corpse. Her corpse was pale with pale skin and no blood, and her weak body fell to the ground. It was delicate and pitiful, and even had a weird beauty.

Many villagers followed Comoros, and they all exclaimed when they saw the girl’s body. As the granddaughter of the village chief, this girl was very beautiful. I don’t know how many young people’s dreams are. Now he died like this.

She was also the dream lover of Comoros, but now he sees her body, but he does not feel any regrets and grief, only deep fear. That is his most unbearable memory. Those cowardly and inferior are once again shown in his before.

Sure enough, the girl’s body made a weird accent, and the deceased spoke again, but it was not her who spoke.

“Hehe! Comoros, you really disappointed me, there are still people who are ready to defy my will!”

“Negary, please forgive our ignorance and ignorance, we absolutely dare not defy your will!” Comoros quickly knelt down, and under his leadership, the villagers also knelt down in fear and panic.

“You dare not, but someone dares, he is going to contact the heretical Holy See God’s Grace Religion to defy me, foolish people, since you don’t long for my glory, then I can only give you the plague.”

“Negary, please forgive us. Who dares to do such a damn thing? Please tell us who this sinner is.” Someone yelled frantically, “He is a sinner in the village. We will never let him go!”

After the village chief neglected the death of Negary’s messenger, and now the corpse opened his mouth, these villagers had completely believed in the existence of Negary. How could they not fear the coming plague, and the atmosphere of panic began to spread among the crowd.

“In this case, if you can dedicate him to me, then I can give you another chance.” Wang Yuan said slowly through the mouth of a girl: “The sinner is the one named Jacques Dachmi the man.”

“Give him away and let my messenger take him away. I might consider forgiving you this time.”

“Then choose, the plague or the sacrifice, this is the last chance I give you.” After speaking the last sentence, the girl closed her mouth and Wang Yuan watched the villagers’ reaction.

“Do we have any choice?” Comoros stood up and said loudly, “Jacques, for his own benefit, betrayed our Cauchy faith. He is not only a sinner of our village, but also a sinner of the Cauchy.”

“In order to protect the village, we have no choice!”

“This kid is also growing.” Wang Yuan watched Comoros’s performance.

Under his guidance, Jacques was completely abandoned by this village, and a large group of people flocked to Jacques’s house. Now the crowd was excited, and a few sensible people had no other way. Under the threat of the plague, most of the people were already crazy.

“I’ll wait for two days to leave and look for God’s Grace Religion’s help.” Jacques said with his wife’s hand: “Before this, I will send you to a safe place. It is too much to stay in the village. It’s dangerous.”

“Jacques…” Isabella was about to say something when she heard all kinds of noisy voices outside, many of which were shouting, hand over Jacques in exchange for peace in the village.

“How is it possible?” Jacques looked serious, and quickly picked up the Knight sword hung on the wall, facing those who broke in, looked towards the young man headed towards Comoros, everything happened after he came back. .

“Jacques, you want to seek help from the heretical Holy See, and you have angered the great Negary. In order to prevent the village from suffering the plague, and for the safety of the entire village, please lay down your weapons and give up resistance!” Comoros try to make yourself serious Said, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved involuntarily.

Comoros, he is already enjoying the feeling of being dominated by Wang Yuan, because before he was just an ordinary teenager who just entered the hunting team, but now?

Even the Captain of the guards, the people praised by the whole village, who are most likely to become the village chief in the future, are not without resistance in front of them.

Jacques held the sword, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white because of the force. Is Negary really that strong? He decided that it didn’t take long before he was caught.

He looked towards the villagers who surrounded him. In the past, these people had praise and admiration in their eyes, but now they have more hatred and fear in their eyes.

What makes Jacques unable to swing the sword even more is the eyes of some people, their eyes are praying.

Please put down the sword in your hand.

Please give up resistance.

Please be a sacrifice.

Please sacrifice for the village!

Jacques’ hand holding the sword gradually weakened. He knew that he could not resist. Turning around, Isabella was looking at him with tears, shaking her head slightly, trying to say something.

He laughed, stopped his wife’s words, pointed to her belly with tenderness in his eyes, and then turned to Comoros and said: “I can give up resistance and leave it to you, but my wife is innocent. All the sins are from me, please let her go.”

The Comorian expression changed slightly. She glanced at Isabella’s pregnant belly and moved her lips and said, “Negary’s will is only you as a sinner. We decided to deal with you at the back of the village. Please go.”

“Understood.” Jacques looked back at his wife and followed these people to the big tree behind the village. He was tied up with his hands and feet and knelt on the ground, but although he was kneeling, his waist was quite strong. Straight.

Two crows flew over and pecked at Jacques’s body without the slightest hesitation. The villagers all knelt down. Jacques did not look at the crows, but looked towards the blond woman who was crying and praying in the distance.

Jacques shed tears. He is not afraid of death, but he has not seen the birth of the child, and he has not accompany Isabella to death, so he has to take a step first.

With the blood flowing, Jacques’s eyes began to blur, and there seemed to be a picture in his eyes. Isabella was holding a blond little girl, and the girl was so beautiful like her mother.

Wang Yuan is floating not far from Jacques. This man really has something to praise. If he is given a chance, maybe he can become a famous hero, but life has never been true.

“Dare to stand up in the face of difficulties, it is for bravery, not for fear in the face of death, for fearlessness.” Wang Yuan watched Jacques gradually die because of the bleeding: “I have witnessed your death.”

A large group of white air and cool breath rushed towards Wang Yuan.

“Your bravery and fearlessness, I will accept it!”