Vol 3 Chapter 37: outside world
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Create the Age of Magic
- Dream Hunter
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- 2021-03-04 02:02:59
"Uh……"
Horn did not ask why there is no name. Asking this kind of question at this time is tantamount to poking people's scars. Who wants to have no name if there is a choice?
The little boy ate some and stopped. He wants to keep some for a few days before eating. He is stuck here and cannot get out, so the food should still be kept as much as possible.
He didn't seem to have talked much with people, so it was very difficult to talk to him. Horn used a lot of tongue before basically pieced together the whole story.
The little boy really doesn't have a name. The old grave guard has never given him a name. It's just you, you, and your instructions.
When someone in the village died and was going to be buried, he was called by his nickname. They were all scornful names such as bugs and bastards.
Originally, his life was very simple. He was a follower of the old tomb guard, living in a humble residence eating crude food, and treating this cemetery as his whole world. If nothing else, he would live like this. lifetime.
But one day, the old grave guard died.
Lie on the bed and tell him a horror story about the cemetery. He fell asleep as he told it,
then,
Just never wake up again.
The only relative of the little boy died like that. Under the grief, the little boy found that he could perceive more things, and he could also see the strong negative energy above the cemetery.
From then on, he had some friends who could not speak.
He knew that these friends might scare others, so he told them to hide them, but they were exposed on the day they were buried for the old tomb guard!
A lot of people came on the day of the funeral. After the funeral, a young man who was not much older than the little boy tripped him, but at this time a bone arm came out of the mud to support his body!
The bone arm that protruded from the ground was like a fuse, and the scenes that had some sadness were immediately full of fear.
Only then did the little boy realize that his friends were so terrifying in front of ordinary people.
The villagers all fled the cemetery that day!
Later, maybe it was discovered that those friends would not hurt people, and the people in the village came back one after another, they kept cursing and beating the little boy to show their bravery and justice.
The little boy also pacified those friends again and again to keep them from coming out as much as possible, but as the little boy's hatred for the people in the village deepened, those friends who would never attack others became more brutal!
Finally one day, his soothing had no effect, one by one they got out of the soil and tore to pieces one by one the people who had beaten him severely.
At this time, those friends no longer listen to the little boy!
They began to use their own method to protect the little boy, that is, to kill all creatures close to a certain range of the little boy!
And the little boy was also delimited. With this tombstone as the center radius of more than ten meters, he would be caught back once he wanted to go out!
Because random actions may be dangerous!
Although the little boy can't communicate with them, he knows what they think, and they want to protect him!
Although this protection is excessive.
In this cold winter, there is no water or food, if it weren't for a bad wolf to attack the little boy, he would have become the same as his friends a few days ago.
Maybe those friends hope so, so they can be together forever!
Since those people died here, the image of the little boy in the village has become even worse. Until now, no one dares to approach the cemetery.
If Horn hadn't arrived, his only end was to die in the winter wind.
"Then do you want to go out and take a look at the outside world?" Horn, who had clarified the boy's situation, smiled and said to the boy.
"Outside, what's there?"
"Well, let me think about it. There are many, many delicious things out there. There are many beautiful clothes. There will be many playmates of your age."
"Are there many people?"
There was a look of fear in the little boy's eyes. He was a little afraid of the outside environment after being hurt by the villagers.
He was worried that people outside would treat him like people in the village, and there were no friends outside to protect him.
"Don't worry, not all the people in the village are outside, and there are people like me, don't worry, I will protect you."
Horn saw the fear in his eyes, so he comforted.
The little boy buried his head in his knees, and he moved slightly.
His entire world was this cemetery before, and he hadn't been out since he could remember, all he saw was tombstones and weeds.
What he liked the most was to lie on the fence of the cemetery and look into the distance. At that time, the small village was the place he wanted most.
But for him now, the image of everyone living in that small village is distorted.
"But what about my friends?" the little boy said softly.
"This is the most suitable place for them, so it is better for them to stay here. After you go out, you will have more friends. Compared with those things, you will get along with people much better."
Horn spared no effort to persuade the little boy. It is better for the little boy to agree to this kind of thing. As long as he agrees to go out, then the things in the ground are really chicken dogs!
"A new friend?"
The little boy murmured.
With the little boy's voice, the earth around him surged, and a hideous figure crawled out of the earth.
Some of these figures are left with only dense white bones, with the flames of soul shining on their heads, and some with a rotten skin bag, thick maggots burrowing around inside the body.
God knows how those maggots survived in this weather...
There are probably more than twenty of these complete corpses, none of them are very strong, and there is not a single undead creature of the first class at UU Read www.uukanshu.com.
But in a place with such a high negative energy concentration, these more than 20 corpses can definitely keep any first-level professionals who dare to challenge them!
Not only these undead creatures, but the entire cemetery trembled, and countless stumps and severed arms stretched out from the ground to catch Horn!
They didn't respond when Horne spoke before because they couldn't understand Horne's words, and they just gathered around the little boy and waited for the hapless ones to enter their territory.
But after hearing the little boy's words, all these things came out of the soil, because they heard the tone of wanting to leave from the little boy's answer!
This must be bewitched by the man in front of him, otherwise he wouldn't want to leave, because they are friends!
Friends should be together!
"You go quickly, my friends won't let me go." The little boy was so scared that his face paled, he quickly stood up and said to Horn.
"That won't work..."
The staff in Horn's hand lit up, the light of lightning.
"I don't know if you can understand these things. I will take him away today. You also heard that he wants to leave, so..."
The tip of the staff touched the ground, and the light blue electric light swept across the audience, and the cemetery that was still noisy immediately became quiet.
Those fragmented limbs were completely silent, and white smoke faintly appeared from the more than twenty complete undead creatures. If Horne did it again, even they would not be able to resist it.
The positive energies such as flames and lightning have absolute restraint on undead creatures, so although the thunder and lightning emitted by Horn is not strong, it also has the effect of clearing the field.
"No one can stop me!"