: Day 12: Eternal and Silent Death

Kansas, United States.
At night, the endless farm cornfield swayed slightly with the breeze, and the moonlight tonight seemed even paler than usual.
On the road on the farm side, a 1967 Black Chevrolet Impala was quietly parked on the side of the road. The two demon hunters sat in the car eating the "Big Billy" brand burgers in their hands, watching by the way. That ordinary cornfield.
In the circles of American demon hunters and American demons, the two Winchester brothers are very famous, and they are called Wenjia Shuangsha by local monsters and demons. The demons and monsters that die in their hands are not one thousand but eight hundred. Too.
After solving the famine knight with the demon from the East a few months ago, the two brothers continued to travel around the United States and killed the United States wherever there was a case.
This time, they were chasing a pagan god, saying that it was a god. In fact, it was a long-lived local monster. They used people ’s ignorance and superstition to obtain sacrifices and sacrifices hundreds of years ago. Repay your ability to those who believe in yourself.
The of harvest, this is the name of the prey.
With the advancement of the times, people living in this land no longer believe in the superstitions of these gods of gods, gods, snakes, and gods. The devout believers only believe in Christ and God, and most of the time, this kind of worship is just a psychological comfort.
So the of harvest was angry, and he planned to force the local humans to continue offering sacrifices and offering blood to himself, otherwise the current state of dryness and ill harvest would continue.
This inexplicable drought and withering naturally attracted the attention of the Wen family, so the two brothers drove to Kansas to investigate.
After 0:00 midnight, the breeze in the sky suddenly became much stronger.
A black figure in a ragged robe floated out of the cornfield out of thin air, exuding black air all over him, and drifting around like this, the crops passing by quickly wilted.
When the two brothers saw this, they immediately got out of the car. One of them pulled out the hunting gun, and the other pulled out the hunting knife, and slowly approached the target from the cornfield.
Wen Jia Shuangsha seems to have a unique ability. Anyone who has met them suddenly seems to have forgotten his own abilities. They must compete with these two Shaxing fists or fists, and the final outcome is either stabbed or killed. It was a miserable death.
But today seems to be an unsuccessful day for the two brothers, and there are other existences of this prey that have been targeted in advance.
The windy sky suddenly calmed down, and the sound of insects was still silent at this moment, and the moonlight became paler and colder.
An extremely depressed feeling filled the hearts of the two brothers of the demon hunt, making them feel extremely uncomfortable. They temporarily stopped their actions for a while and watched on the spot. According to years of experience in demon hunts, this is definitely not a good sign.
The "harvest god", who was busy with damaging crops, also stopped at this moment, his face shrouded under the tattered hood looked around and hissed.
Bang!
A dull thunder sounded, which was extremely abrupt on this clear summer night.
When the lamb uncovered all the seven deadly sins, I heard a voice like thunder, he said, come.
When the lamb broke the first seal of the apocalypse, I heard a thunder burst from the depths of the earth, he said, I'm coming.
He came on a white horse, his sickle was pale white moonlight, his skull was still a skull mask, he was an eternal and silent death.
Da Da Da Da Da Da. . .
The death knight did not walk in the air, but like the ordinary cavalry, drove the pale horses to run on the ground, running in this corn field.
The boss who stared at the eyes of the two brothers of the demon hunts for a long time.
This stepping on the horse, let the American people live a good life!
Finally, a famine knight was settled, and now it's time for a free death knight!
The harvest screamed in horror, and the body in the tattered black robe immediately lifted up, trying to escape from here.
Click!
The pale white sickle burst out, and the long sickle chain directly tied the struggling local old monster.
Then the sickle returned to its original state, the chain shortened sharply, and wrapped around the right hand of death.
Death raised his arm, the skeleton's finger pointed at the harvest god, and then he made a tick in the air.
then. . . The of harvest is dead.
That's right, there is no more slap in the air, so belch and burp, without struggling or taking away a cloud.
The death knight sat on his horse's back and scanned the dead body in the cornfield.
"Did you two want this prey?"
The cornfields hidden by the two brothers of the demon rushed to the sides, directly facing the death knight.
The two brothers looked at each other for a few times and decided to still take a good communication approach, or not to shoot or stab him. It is estimated that there is no chance of winning.
"Uh ... yeah ... this is our prey ... we ... um ... tracked for two or three days ..."
"Ah, well, then the corpse is given to you, make good use of it." The ghost knew how the death knight's skull made the voice of an uncle human.
Wen Jia Shuangsha looked at each other again, and some eggs hurt.
They just want to get rid of this harvest god, what to do with his body!
But well. . . Now it's better to follow the uncle's words.
At this time death suddenly turned his head, that is the direction of the African continent.
"Um ... It seems that my other brother is going to suffer again, which is a pity ... I have always liked the plague, and helped me do a lot of things."
The death knight looked back at the two demon hunters, and began to get up like he was familiar. .
"Uh ... if you don't mind, we want to ask ... How did you get out of the seal cage?"
"Ah, this is a good question! You see, I have witnessed too much of your human history. From the medieval plague black death, I have witnessed the stupidity of mankind. It is really true that blood is used to treat the apocalypse plague ..."
Wen Jiashuangshuang is a bit ignorant, he seems to be asking this question, right?
"Oh, if you go further, a human named Bai Qi killed 300,000 people at a time. I was watching around him for three days and three nights. In the words of modern Americans, it's quite Isn't it kind of! "
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Is this death knight incomprehensible?
"And your little mustache in Europe during World War II, he is also very good, I like his concentration camp, art!"
"Oh! And ..."
The two demon hunters made a rare cameo, obedient baby, sitting around the high valley heap, listening to the story of death. . .
"Ah ... It's a pleasure chatting with you. What did you just ask? Oh! Why did I kill him, right?" As he said, the pale warhorse kicked the body of the harvest on the ground with his hoof.
I'm not. . . I do not have. . . I ask. . .
"Because this cornfield is mine! Mine!" Death suddenly raised his tone ~ EbookFREE.me ~ shouted.
"Do you know how much money would be lost because he withered such a large field of corn? How much! Ah!"
I'm not. . . I do not have. . . I ask. . .
"Oh, okay now, he's dead, so take this body away now, and I'm happy to chat with you."
After all, the death knight turned his horse's head, leaped into the sky, and flew towards the distance, dragging the death trajectory like a pale moonlight under the horseshoe.
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The two brothers stared at each other for a long moment, looked at each other again, and then pulled the body towards the roadside.
Hey, the demon hunter is not easy to do, look, take a look! Every day we deal with either lunatics or fools, or dementia and disobedience!