Chapter 2779: The epitome of history

Although Longfoot Rotes has a hideous appearance and a simple body structure, he is a good chatter.
First, he is very knowledgeable, and second, he is very talkative, and can lead to topics that I want to hear or I am curious about.
So when the consciousness returned to the ontology, I was not only regretful, but I couldn't talk with him more about the past and the present, and the rise and fall of the character.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the dazzling sunlight pierced like a needle, causing my eyes to ache slightly, and I closed my eyes again.
After a while, I suddenly realized that my body seemed to be covered at noon. I was suspicious. I squinted and opened my eyes again. In the blur, I saw a cloud of gray and yellow stuff pressing on my chest. I was shocked. Suddenly sat up, opened his eyes and looked again, suddenly sluggish in place, and then burst into laughter.
It turned out that the gray and yellow thing was actually a thick layer of fine sand on the beach!
It must be a prank by the little loli.
I secretly said in my heart, while raising my eyes, as expected, the little princess Analetta was trying to hide her tiny body behind the sand castle, and she couldn't restrain her mouth snickering.
With two wry smiles, I got up, gathered a large piece of sand together with my hands, and made it into the shape of a pillow, then lay down again and continued to sleep soundly.
In the dim, I only felt a little cold, which made me shiver inadvertently.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark curtain covering the sky, and there were slivers of rain hanging down like a curtain of sky, seamless.
Breathe gently, and only feel a slightly sour and slightly smelly smell coming out of the nose. Although it is not annoying, it is never pleasing to the nose.
Facing a seemingly familiar and unfamiliar environment, I have no fear at all, because I know that this place must also be a space of consciousness.
After returning for more than a hundred meters, I heard a dim sound coming from a short distance. I subconsciously speeded up and ran towards the source of the sound.
After rushing hundreds of meters, the faint gnat-like voice became very clear. Only then did I realize that the voice was not talking and chatting, but screaming and wailing.
"What happened?" I was puzzled in my mind, and I was very curious to see what happened at the source of the sound, but the more curious, the slower my pace.
Although this is a consciousness space, the other party can't hurt me, but the habit that adventurers cultivate all the year round can't be changed if they want to.
This is a village.
The size of the village does not seem to be too large, but it is not small, at least in my opinion, it is not much better than a small town.
Through the eye-catching old wooden houses and dead vines and old trees, I can vaguely guess its true colors.
It's just that, at present, every wooden house is empty and there is no one, and many of the tables, chairs and dishes in the house are in a mess, which seems to be a mess left after a hasty escape.
After walking for a while, the voice got closer and closer, the wailing after another, and the scream after another, like the sound of rolling waves, one after another.
So he quickened his pace and went straight to the source of the sound, while subconsciously squeezing Xilan's demon knife with his right hand.
Crossing the street, passing by the wooden house, you see a clearing.
Above the clearing, a hundred people gathered together, each holding a weapon, and their faces were full of anger, hideousness and despair. Opposite them, there was a purple line saying that wild boars are not like wild boars and that wolves are not like wolves. The skin creature stood proudly, with a pair of jokingly icy eyes, staring at each other, and instantly only felt a basin of cold water pouring down its head, and the muscles and bones were completely cold in an instant.
The thing was spitting its deep purple tongue, pressing harder at every step, and headed towards the crowd, its scarlet eyes resembling a bloodthirsty beast... However, its image at this moment is also true. It is a bloodthirsty beast!
Finally, someone moved, and more than one person, they put their weapons in front of them, gave a low growl, and condensed a weird power that I had never seen before, with a low growl, they killed it.
In the face of a group of enemies, the bloodthirsty beast was not afraid, and a pair of front paws opened a bow from left to right, and fought with the enemy who had charged.
Sharp claws, sharp teeth, and a body that can change shape anytime and anywhere, like a dough, undoubtedly put a heavy pressure on the opponent.
One side seems to be crowded and powerful. Although it can hurt the other side, it cannot cause fatal damage to the other side. The other side seems to be alone, but the sharp claws and fangs can tear the body. At the same time, the body that can be changed at any time can also be avoided. Open countless fatal injuries.
The two sides intersect, and the judgment is made.
In about a quarter of an hour, the first mankind was wiped out, and the other side, although minor injuries continued, did not affect the root cause.
The wailing of human beings is even worse, and the mood of despair is as unstoppable as a flood.
I was a dozen meters away, watching this scene, I couldn't help but breathe in cold air. At the same time, I seemed to be infected by desperate emotions, and my hands trembled involuntarily.
About an hour later, all the humans had been slaughtered clean by the other party. Looking at the blood flowing like a stream and the stumps and broken arms everywhere, I subconsciously stepped back.
At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in the ear: "Are you afraid?"
After following the prestige, I saw a bonfire blazing a few meters away. Next to the bonfire, the creature that looked like a wild boar, not a wild boar, looked like a dog, was sitting upright nearby. His eyes were still scarlet and bloody. The light that came out was still cold and cruel.
He is, Di Ruiji.
"What was the scene just now?" I curbed my emotions and asked curiously: "Is the illusion that you wove?"
"I am not Longfoot Rotes, and I am not good at weaving illusions."
"That is......"
"History" Di Ruiji said: "A microcosm of a true history."
"The epitome of history?" I was stunned and asked again: "So, you really slaughtered the humans in a village?"
"Yes" Di Ruiji admitted: "And there is more than one village that died in my hands."
I can't help but frown: "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I have to do this" Di Ruiji said calmly without changing his face.
"Must?" I really can't understand what he meant: "Why do you have to? Does anyone force you?"
"No one is forcing me, but I must do the same."
"Can you tell me the reason?"
"Yes" Di Ruiji didn't seem to intend to hide it, he lowered his head, and after a moment, slowly said: "You know my title, right?"
I thought for a while and shook my head: "I don't know."
"Black Plague" Di Ruiji said: "In the Demon Realm, they call me the Black Plague Di Ruiji."
The plague... and it's still black... Huh? The black plague? This is wrong, he is clearly purple, why not call it the purple plague?
I was thinking about it, and I listened to Di Ruiji said: "My existence itself means ominous, plague, is a disease that even the Devil Realm will feel fear, and black represents death."
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