Banner of the Evil God

Sui Xiong had good patience, or rather, after traveling to this strange world, wandering on the vast ocean and practicing in the icy trenches had honed his patience.

So he lived next to that strange open space for five days and observed for five days.

During these five days, he hardly moved, just observing carefully.

Through observation, he summed up the law of the change of magic power in this forest - it was actually very simple, the weakest at noon, the strongest at midnight, and the cycle continued.

In addition, he finally understood why there were lush plants in this forest, but not enough animals and insects - every night, the thick magic power would kill many animals and insects, and their remains would slowly seep into the earth. Perhaps those black skeletons were actually condensed from these remains.

The thick magic power in the middle of the night had no effect on Sui Xiong. His body had already condensed almost to the limit of ice magic power, and the concentration of magic power was so high that the body was constantly losing magic power. These magic powers were generated by him on a daily basis, and because they could no longer be condensed and preserved, they had to be released outside the body.

The concentration of this magic power alone is comparable to the magic fog that fills the woods at night. Only the obviously thicker black fog above the black open space is thicker than the magic power he emits.

He also discovered that the black skeletons seemed to be full of resentment towards all creatures other than plants. Once insects or animals approached at night, they would rush over frantically, punching, kicking, scratching and biting them, and must kill them. But they ignored Sui Xiong who was so close, as if he didn't exist at all.

Maybe... this is because the flesh he used was actually "dead"...

After observing for several days in a row, Sui Xiong felt that he had collected a lot of information, and finally chose to dig up the black open space at noon when the sun was strong.

The situation was not beyond his expectations. He didn't dig too deep before he saw many dark black skeletons.

Not complete skeletons, but various fragmented skeletons.

"It seems that those skeletons were temporarily piled up at night." Sui Xiong looked at the skeletons that gradually faded from dark black to light gray in the sun, and nodded secretly.

He did not move the skeletons, nor did he cover the hole he dug, waiting until the next late night.

As he expected, that night, although the magic power in the forest was still condensed in the clearing in the forest, the faded skeletons did not turn into skeletons, but just vibrated all night.

The next day was another sunny day. Under the sunlight, the skeletons faded further. At night, even the sound of their vibrations was a little weaker.

So Sui Xiong almost understood it completely, stopped observing, and left.

He walked alone in this black forest, walking during the day and sleeping at night, and from time to time he saw those black clearings that would breed skeletons along the way.

He had also tried to attack the black skeletons, but found that they were very weak. He could kill all the skeletons in the whole open space with a sweep of his tentacles, without even using magic.

"This is a good thing." After killing a group of black skeletons again, Sui Xiong smiled and said to himself, "It seems that this world is not very dangerous."

After walking for another five or six days, he finally saw the long-awaited human habitation.

It was a small village built on a huge open space.

This open space was obviously cut down by humans, and there were many tree stumps around it. Many of the tree stumps still had traces of felling, and some villagers were working hard to cut down the black forest to open up living space.

The village was not big, with small wooden houses forming a circle, surrounding a central one that was obviously much taller, and there was a circle of stone houses around it. On the roof of the stone house stood a strange statue, a horizontal short sword and an upright eye formed the shape of a cross.

The strange statue made Sui Xiong feel vaguely uncomfortable, not dangerous, but simply disgusted. It's like Indians seeing fried steak, Saudis seeing pork chop rice, gourmets seeing dark cuisine, and small animal protection seeing live shrimps... It's really disgusting, I don't like it!

Apart from the statues that he hates, this village actually looks quite ordinary. The village is surrounded by wooden fences, which are large and high, almost like walls. The houses are built a little simply, but the materials are sufficient, and you can tell at a glance that they are very strong. It's just that the villagers coming and going are dressed a little shabby, and it's obvious that they don't live a rich life.

There is only one exit in the whole village, guarded by a tall and strong bald man. Although the man is not wearing armor, he carries a big axe that looks very heavy, and it seems that he should be strong. He patrols the surroundings vigilantly, not leaving his post at all, and it can be seen that he is a very responsible person.

Farmlands surrounded the village, and in the farmlands grew a kind of vine that Sui Xiong could not recognize. There were no flowers or fruits on the vine, only gray-green leaves. Upon closer inspection, he found some faint golden veins on the leaves, reflecting the sunlight and emitting a faint golden light.

There were also farmers working in the farmlands, mostly women and children. Their work was very strange. They did not loosen the soil or apply fertilizer, nor did they weed or catch insects. Instead, they carried or slung wooden barrels of various sizes, and from time to time, they scooped a little water from the barrels with a small spoon and carefully sprinkled it on the leaves of the vines.

The spoon was so pitifully small that it would take about ten spoons to be enough for an ordinary person to take a sip. It can be seen that they cherish the water in the barrel very much. They often have to observe it carefully for a while before watering the vines.

The origin of this water is quite extraordinary and requires special rituals to obtain it.

The specific ceremony is as follows: About every ten days or so, in the evening, several young girls wearing black robes will gather in front of the main entrance of the stone house and chant incantations around a large pot. There was a wooden frame above the pot, and a live chicken was hung upside down on the wooden frame. They kept chanting the mantra until the moon rose, then they cut the neck of the unlucky chicken and let the chicken blood flow into the pot and mix with the original chicken. Mix in a pot of water. Next, continue to recite the mantra until the moon is in the middle of the sky, and then move the pot into the stone house.

Sui Xiong had tried more than once to see what they were going to do next, but his soul sensor could not invade the stone house, as if it was blocked by tough animal skin, so he had to give up.

He only knew that the next day, the villagers would collect a bucket of well water when the moon rose, leave it under the moonlight overnight, and deliver it to the stone house before sunrise. I don’t know what kind of processing it has gone through, but on the third day you can go to the stone house to get the water used to water the vines.

Sui Xiong guessed that there must be someone such as a pharmacist or a magician living in the stone house. He directed the little girls to cast spells on the well water to give them special powers to promote the growth of the vines.

Of course, maybe the master who lives in a stone house and never comes out is actually a reclusive chef. He has mastered the essence of cooking skills that have been passed down for thousands of years. He can stew a pot of chicken blood soup to create an indescribable taste. Even the vines will be moved by it and grow vigorously.

Sui Xiong feels that in this magical world, everything is possible.

Well, if you have the chance, you must try what this chicken blood soup tastes like!

In addition to the special water used to water the vines, of course the villagers also draw water from the well for daily use. Sui Xiong noticed that there was a small river not far from the village, but no one ever took water from the river for use. Everyone used well water for food.

Perhaps this has something to do with the chaotic and turbid magic everywhere in the woods. Because according to his observation, the closer to the village, the more the chaotic and turbid magic in the woods will weaken, but the uncomfortable atmosphere will become stronger. Perhaps it was this disgusting aura that allowed the villagers to resist the omnipresent chaotic magic in the black forest and avoid being harmed.

But this resistance effect is obviously limited. Every evening, both the loggers and farmers hurried back to the village and locked the gate. A group of young men armed with hammers or axes came to the cabins on both sides of the gate and took turns keeping vigil.

At this time, the aura that Sui Xiong hated in the stone house in the center of the village would greatly intensify, covering the entire village. The vines in the farmland also emit a faint golden light. Although it is completely different from that aura, it still repels the chaotic magic inherent in the black forest. The two complement each other and protect this small village.

Sui Xiong hid deep in the woods more than ten miles away, watching the situation in the village from a distance with his soul induction. He found that the main job of the villagers, besides logging and farming, was to raise chickens, but they did not eat the chickens. Those chickens were purely sacrifices.

He has also studied those vines. The strange thing is that those vines can obviously respond to the aura that makes him hate it, but when he uses soul sensing to touch these vines, he does not feel any repulsive force. It seems to be just ordinary. Just vines.

There was obviously some mystery in this. Unfortunately, they couldn't communicate with each other because they didn't understand each other's language. He had no choice but to hide the doubts in his heart and planned to ask about it after they got to know each other.

Sui Xiong was not in a hurry to contact the villagers and had been observing from a distance. He observed for a long time and determined that the life of the villagers was quite boring, with almost no entertainment or recreation. Every day is spent logging and farming, and there is no joy in living.

It seems that these people in this other world are living a very hard life!

Day after day, they repeat simple labor without rest. Like a group of hard-working ants, they work hard to manage their own small territory without slacking off.

Sui Xiong observed them silently, waiting for the right opportunity to contact them.

He didn't want to come into contact with these people rashly. Firstly, he didn't know their language at all and couldn't communicate at all. Secondly, his appearance was too terrifying. He was afraid that when he appeared, he would scare these people half to death, and maybe they would still... They swarmed up and fought him to the death.

He also knew almost nothing about the customs and customs of this world, but comparing his feelings with his own, when faced with a big monster whose language he couldn't understand, as long as he was a normal person, he would give priority to escaping or fighting. Those who were so nervous that they wanted to have friendly exchanges with the big monster, Either the protagonist full of love and courage in fairy tales, or the "cannot die" in funny animations.

Anyway, the people in this village don't look like that.

After some time, the vines in the fields became thicker and thicker, and the golden veins on the leaves became more obvious. When the villagers looked at them, they often had smiles on their faces, probably anticipating the joy of a good harvest.

But the strange thing is that they often show worries and uneasiness, which surprises Sui Xiong.

After a while, they even stopped cutting wood. Under the leadership of the bald man who was guarding the gate, all the young and strong men, regardless of gender, began combat training, training the skills of using axes and hammers. Many people were busy making shields with wood, as if they were going to fight.

Sui Xiong observed them curiously, not understanding where their worries came from, nor who they were going to fight.

But he was secretly happy in his heart - looking at the appearance of these villagers, it can be seen that the upcoming battle will be very dangerous. At that time, he only needs to appear as a friendly army. Even if he is not welcomed, at least he will not be regarded as an enemy.

This is exactly the opportunity he has been waiting for!