Chapter 789

Not far from the plain of talieside, there is a small village in the depression.

Before the establishment of Stein, the prototype of the Salvation Army, that is, the human alliance, had sent envoys to the surrounding villages that were not attached to the forces of the abyss, and asked them to move out of the area as soon as possible, so as not to be affected by the war.

But this village was missed.

In fact, not only the Salvation Army, but also the abyssal army, which has been sending low-level demons or plague corpses to ravage the plains of talieside and its surrounding areas, has not found it here.

Because there is a magic enchantment around the village.

It is precisely because of this border that the village has lived a peaceful life for hundreds of years.

But it all came to an end

"There are signs of destruction."

The altar in the village, originally filled with all kinds of tributes, now there is nothing but a few volumes of sacrifice.

The head of the village, who is also the oldest priest in the village, was looking at the continuous light from the center of the altar. His face was sad: "are we doomed to be destroyed by this disaster..."

At this time, a young man came out of the altar.

"My father, Mr. bobman has come back with news from the outside world."

The young man saluted his father and said softly.

"Let him in. He's been working hard all these years."

The old village sighed and did not look back. He just watched the light on the altar.

The young man backed out cautiously.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked similar to the old village head but wanted to be rich stepped into the altar.

"Good village head." With a friendly smile on his face, he arched his hand to the old village head.

"Not at all." The old village head turned back, and his face was full of bitterness: "I only know that the pace of destruction is approaching my people, but I can't do anything about it. I don't even know the nature of destruction There are so many things left behind by our family in history. "

After a pause, the sadness on the old man's face shrank a little, and asked the rich middle-aged man, "how is the external situation in recent years, bobman? I figured out that this disaster is facing our family. If we can break up the whole and leave here, maybe we can continue the inheritance of our family... "

"To be honest, it's not good..."

Bobman replied with a wry smile: "I only knew that people were dangerous when I left the village. It was just a few years ago that I had been a slave, a soldier, a merchant, a mercenary and so on. But the people who come out of our village are simple Plus a little bit special You know that, village head. If we let ordinary people know why, how can we let them go? "

Hearing the speech, the old man nodded and sighed: "the children of our family are the most honest, not cheating, have a sense of responsibility, and are really easy to be played around."

Two people looked at each other, silent for a while, the old village head reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "bobman, you haven't been back to the village for a long time. This time, you can also pay our ancestors a good blood."

The middle-aged man nodded and said nothing, but the knife handed by the old man made a knife on his left wrist, allowing his blood to flow into the altar.

However, strangely, his blood was not the bright red of ordinary people, but silvery white like silver melt, and even glowed with white light, which made people couldn't help looking at him.

The silver blood fell on the altar like a drop of water on the dry sea, and it was quickly closed up, and then the whole altar seemed to be a little brighter.

Just as the old village head was going to say something, the young man who had just left rushed in again.

"Father, the magic enchantment outside our village has been triggered. Someone has entered the interior, but we have not been able to trace the enemy!"

"What!"

Even the old village head was surprised.

We should know that the magic enchantment was fixed by their ancestors with great efforts. Even so, villagers still need to sacrifice a lot of their own blood every year to maintain the operation. Relatively, the role of the border is also extraordinary, can almost shield all detection, search and perception.

Alexander, the second magic emperor of that year, also consulted their ancestors on this issue during the construction of the border, so as to improve the construction of "shelters".

It is because of this, even if the outside has been overturned, there is not much impact on the inside.

“…… Village head, maybe the intruder found out the village by following me! "

The expression on the middle-aged face changed a few times. Finally, he lowered his head and said to himself, "otherwise, it can't be so coincidental. Just as I was in the Hui nationality, they called on me!"

"It's none of your business..." The old village head frowned, which made his already wrinkled face look even older: "moreover, the magic enchantment itself has the ability to defend. Ordinary abyss demons, hell evil creatures or human demons should not be able to enter. Even if there are powerful beings who want to enter, they must first break the boundary, but now..."The border itself has not been destroyed.

At least from the altar you can see the border still running safely outside.

"In a word, I'm going to mobilize the self police team in the village first. Father, you'd better go home and hide!"

The young man glanced at the rich middle-aged man and didn't say anything more. Instead, he arched his father and left here quickly.

However, he did not find the complicated expression on his father's face.

"Yes, no matter the abyss, the hell or the so-called main material plane of human beings, it is impossible for any creature to enter this boundary easily..."

The old village head looked darkly at the light of destruction on the altar, and the expression on his face was mixed with sadness and despair: "so it is only our fellow villagers who can enter it without destroying the border."

The rich middle-aged man heard the speech and showed an incredible expression on his face.

"You are the head of the village

"Yes, the invaders are neither abyssal creatures nor hellish creatures, nor the natives of this plane," the old man sighed and said helplessly, "but angels."

As if to confirm his words, a golden figure with two pairs of wings in the sky appeared in vain. While spreading the holy light, he raised the weapon of judgment in his hand.

Sword - dawn.

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