Chapter 1549

The diary is very long. It records her grandmother's growing up from an ignorant girl. That kind of inexplicable emotion makes Connie's mood drift.

The bondage and separation between grandmother and master are not like a couple of lovers, but more like a contest between a tramp and his followers.

They have never expressed their feelings to each other, and even the dialogue is extremely limited.

Because every conversation will be recorded in detail in the diary, even including his manner and tone of speech, as if to remember his voice, appearance and appearance.

Her grandmother was humble.

But also happy and happy to do all this, as if in pursuit of faith in general.

As a child, Connie had heard her grandmother tell stories about non publishers, and more than once.

But she never knew that in the stories her grandmother told, she was a close bystander, if not a witness.

In her grandmother's diary, Shifu, who is becoming more and more powerful, used to be so domineering, but she was also as tender as water.

It must be the devil!

They worship evil gods, sell their souls to the devil, and then fall into madness.

They found us and began to rush towards us

They want to eat us. Through their eyes, I can be sure that they treat us as food.

Rex stood in front of me and told them to step back.

But they are indifferent to this, like hungry wolves, still come to us.

I saw the terrible existence in the shadow. It seemed that I was staring at us. At the moment of looking at each other, I saw death, and I saw an extremely old and vast world, where... (it was still a thick piece of alteration, only a few words such as giant city and sea surface could vaguely identify it.)

Dead

Everyone's dead

They started killing each other in their madness, and Rex took me to the top.

We heard the terrible sound from the valley. I could feel his fear. We nestled together and felt the fear and cold from each other.

The terrible sound continued until the early morning of the next day, and the shadow over the tribe of Erba had disappeared.

We went back to the valley again and saw the most terrible scene

Almost all the people of the whole tribe died, and the death was extremely miserable. Most of them should have died of biting each other, and almost no complete body could be seen.

But there are still some people who have not died. They smell our breath and attack us crazily again.

This time, Rex didn't run away.

He killed the orcs who had fallen into madness, then lit a fire and took me away from there

The devil in the shadow killed all the people of the tribe of Erba

It's a terrible deal... A terrible sacrifice

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The diary stopped abruptly. Connie slowly put the diary on her lap. She felt that her back and forehead had been wet with cold sweat, and her heart was full of fear. The terrible scene constantly appeared in her mind.

It turns out that the tribe of Erba was not slaughtered by master, but was killed by a strange and terrible sacrifice.

However, the only two people who witnessed this incident did not tell the public the truth.

Perhaps the existence glimpsed in the shadow is too terrifying for them to mention to the outside world, or even bear the evil name of murderer.

"What is the devil in the shadow?" Connie frowned, hesitated, and continued to look down at her diary.

In the following days, the diary was not updated. Occasionally, there was a sentence or two that said, "today I dreamed of that terrible place again..."

The diary didn't record what the dream was, but her grandmother was troubled by the terrible dream for a full year, and then began to write a new diary.

The unpublished are notorious for slaughtering the tribe of Erba. Even in the chaotic era of tribal war, they have become the public enemies of Orc tribes.

As a result, grandmother was forbidden to leave the tribe by her great grandfather.

This three-year pursuit seems to have come to an end.

As he said that day when he sent her to the cliff outside the tribe and looked at the sunset, "maybe we won't see each other again."

After that, grandma never saw him again.

Of course, few people in the world see him again.

Three years later, she married the youngest and bravest warrior in the tribe, who later became the chief of the tribe, his grandfather.

Her married life was peaceful and elegant, without madness and danger, and she never left the tribe again.

Diaries are like flowing water. They are a little bit happy, but compared with before, they seem to have less flavor.

The important events of FAK tribe and the familiar names of Connie appeared in the diary, but she was like a passer-by, recording all these things flatly, without palpitation.

Rex's name and that terrible night never appeared in the diary again.

Connie put down her first diary, picked up her third notebook and went straight to the middle and back.

When she saw that she was born, her grandmother seemed very happy, but the diary said: "she is a black and ugly little guy, but what can I do? After all, she is her granddaughter. I hope she can become more beautiful when she grows up. Little Connie, it's a name your grandmother gave you. Grow up and see the outside world in the future. "

"Er..." Connie looked at the black and ugly description, silent for a long time, and then turned the page silently.

In the following diary, she became the most frequent role. She learned to speak for the first time, walked for the first time, changed her teeth for the first time... All these can be found in her grandmother's diary.

Tears fell from the corner of Connie's eyes and pattered on the beautiful handwriting on the parchment.

Turning back, all of a sudden, the style of the page again, scribble again.

"Perdinand killed the dog and hanged him on the gallows. The existence in the shadow... Appeared again..."

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