Deep in the island on behemont's back.
Heiyu wakes up from his sleep and covers his forehead It doesn't feel good to be killed twice in a row in a dream world.
The first time he wakes up from his dream is to look at the crystal ball on his side. This crystal ball is made of unknown material. In the center of the crystal ball, there are dim gray spheres.
But the dim gray sphere is so small that it's about the size of a fingernail.
Heiyu looked at the gray sphere in the crystal ball, and a lot of cold sweat spilled over his forehead.
"You didn't bring me enough nourishment."
A dull voice echoed behind Heiyu. He immediately turned around and saw a figure all over the black. His height was at least two meters and five meters, but his limbs were too thin to be normal.
The figure was wearing a bird like mask with a pointed beak. Black feather could only see the mask. Behind the lens of the mask's eyes was dark.
"Letter Messenger, I met a group of obstructionists who can use magic in their dreams
At this moment, the emotion called fear occupied his heart. He even knelt down on the ground and pleaded with the existence of the messenger.
"But you still fail. Do you know what happens to losers?"
The messenger's voice could not hear any emotion, but Heiyu could feel a kind of piercing killing intention surrounding his whole body.
A finger touched black feather's cheek, and he could only feel the pain of being corroded by something on his cheek Fear made his body tremble.
"That's it." The messenger's voice whispered in his ears. The fear in black feather's body began to disappear gradually, and his consciousness became a little trance.
The instinct of fear reminds him to get out of here, and after a few seconds, there is no fear in his consciousness.
Heiyu's expression gradually calmed down, but it was more like a puppet than calm.
"Your fear is too weak, but I still prefer the hatred you used to have against me."
The messenger, like a gourmet, evaluates the emotions in black feather. The fear in the dark elf has become the messenger's food.
It's just that this food is not very delicious, and the amount is too small.
"Go on with your work, if you don't want to be wood."
The messenger left this sentence and turned into fog and disappeared in front of black feather.
His figure was soon on the other side of the world, in Rongxiang City, a country of iron and steel The messenger appeared on a tower on the edge of the city.
In the tower, an old man in a grey robe has been waiting for a long time.
"Rumors of the plague have spread." Father gainko stares at the presence that emerges from the magic circle. "The city has also established a quarantine area."
"Too little, too little seed under the cloth, the crop is far from mature, my Scarecrow..."
The messenger came to the edge of the tower and looked at the city. It was late at night, but the city was still divided into two parts.
One part is an isolated area surrounded by high walls in the corner of the city. The other part is Other parts of the city.
The city, which is famous for producing spices, is very quiet at night. That's because the city Lord started the night martial law during this period.
"I don't even smell the smell of hate in this city."
The messenger sniffed deeply. Of course, it didn't need to breathe. It didn't smell what he wanted.
"The people in the country of steel are too restrained. I need time." Father gaynko was a little discontented and said, "can't the riots in the country near the sea satisfy you?"
Before father gainko's words were finished, the messenger grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall on the other side.
"This hunger will never be satisfied, scarecrow! I need more hatred, and the sea country is far from enough. "
The messenger did not go to see father gainko. His eyes were always fixed on the city of Rongxiang at night.
In his eyes, the city is a piece of farmland. He sowed the seeds of hatred in this city. Now the hatred has begun to ferment and slowly grow.
But he was not satisfied with the scale of the field or the speed of the crop growth.
"Like a country near the sea, it arouses the collective consciousness of these human beings. I like this densely populated city. The more people there are, the more blind they are."
Father gainko was pinched by the messenger by the neck, and his body was directly lifted into the air. He had some difficulty breathing, but he didn't want to fight for the messenger's shackles.
Messenger is the existence of the second class in the heretic trial court. There are countless believers under each messenger. The messenger he belongs to is called fear, and this messenger Believers call him hate.
The sewing needle is this hateful believer.
"I can't count on you, scarecrow." The messenger seemed to think of something. He loosened his grip on father gainko's neck. His fingers, which were nearly one meter long, were clasped together."Jealousy, disgust, greed are all fertilizers we can use. My friends don't have much patience. Anger can't last long in the frost plain. What's worse, I met a tough enemy in the conscious world this time, so I need more nourishment."
Father gainko looked at the slender figure coldly. He disappeared in front of father gainko again.
In just two hours, father gainko saw a fire burning in a corner of the city A chamber of Commerce opened by the people of the frosty country.
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A group of city guards in impenetrable armor broke into the karshilov chamber of Commerce, and they directly found the daughter of the chamber of Commerce Director by violent means.
"You can't do that!" The head of the chamber of Commerce looked at what happened in the hall, and even angrily took out his staff to attack the group.
"Your daughter is indeed infected with the plague, and her stay here will only lead to worse consequences under the plague control law!"
The city guard, who came along with him, saw the man in charge who took out his staff and drew out his saber. He was ready to fight.
"No way! Who gives you power! "
"Skin ulceration and breathing will appear gray gas, which is the symptom of plague infection Mr. karshilov, this is the order of the Lord himself
The captain of the city guard threw a search warrant to the head of the chamber of Commerce.
"Lord? I want to see sir horick The head of the chamber of Commerce yelled at the city guards.
"Sorry, because you have come into contact with your daughter without any protection, you and everyone in the whole building have to go through inspection." The guard rejected the leader's offer.
It's too late for the guards to resist the violence.
"The epidemic has begun to spread..."
The guard who knocked out the person in charge had seen that there were ulcerative marks on the head's neck.
"Burn this place Don't leave anything behind! "
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