Chapter 120 (1/2)
The whole village was suddenly quiet, as if it could suffocate.
The villagers looked at each other for a while, and finally turned their eyes to the corn man who claimed to be ”excellent in professional quality”.
”Cough, people stumble and horses stumble. I haven't used magic for a long time. Some hand students...”
The corn man waved his hand again and again, trying to explain.
But the villagers approached him step by step
He quickly took out two corn cobs from his arms and waved them indiscriminately to keep others away.
But the sweetheart fruit neighbor didn't know what means he used. His body suddenly disappeared in place, appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, twisted him up and shook him.
”I call you professional! I call you quality! I call you illusionist!”
”Die for me!”
Although he was strangled by his neck, the corn man made a normal sound and continued to excuse himself:
”No! It's not my problem! It's all your blind command!”
”Alas...”
The fat man shook his head reluctantly and began to speak and play mud.
”Forget it, even if you strangle him, it won't help. You'd better think about how to deal with the aftermath?”
And some of them said with a bitter laugh like self mockery:
”At least, we don't have to worry about the high mountain now.”
The neighbor of sweetheart fruit put down the corn man first, then staggered his hands and fingers together, held them in the shape of a sledgehammer, and then knocked the corn man on the top of his head like a stake in the soil.
He said in a worried tone:
”On the village head's side, now we can only cooperate well, pretend not to know and bluff it. But compared with him, the real trouble is those mortals...”
”Shall we deal with it?”
Smiling face ADA volunteered.
”It's useless.”
The fat man shook his head.
”He finally failed to control his power, which led to such a disaster and scattered the power fluctuations. Such movements will certainly be noticed by many people. You two can't handle them alone...”
The corn man, half of whom had been nailed into the soil, was still forcibly explaining:
”It's not that I didn't control it well, but that's what my 'real magic' is. It's a unique skill. Only this family's special skill hovers between magic and distortion. Once there is an accident, magic will become a distorted reality...”
”Shut up!”
Sweetheart fruit's neighbor scolded angrily. He used a few more points in his hand and nailed him into the soil.
As a result, the fat man advised:
”Alas... Just... The world will eventually notice our existence. As long as we don't find a specific location, it should be all right...”
”Please guard the village together and don't let mortals come up again. For this reason, I'll find a way to get a radio back, so I don't need to have too much contact with mortals below.”
At this point, he suddenly paused and turned to look at a six man standing outside the crowd.
Although the six faces as like as two peas, they are almost identical in shape and height. They usually live together in the same place.
They are good at a very professional dance step, and rolle often joins in to form a professional team with them.
”Did you really handle the tax official last time?”
The fat man asked the six men.
The leader didn't speak, just nodded.
”At your level, you shouldn't be divined?”
The fat man asked again.
The six people still didn't answer, but the corners of their mouths grinned and showed a tiger smile.
The fat man probably guessed the fate of the tax official and couldn't help feeling sorry for him
”In that case, let's do it first. We should guard against outsiders, pay more attention to the state of the village head and spend more time.”
With a general conclusion, the villagers who are not going to sleep have another topic:
”Ah da'er, you've seen the battlefield. Who's the unlucky guy this time?”
Smiling face Ah Da nodded, still kept that smile, and said:
”Not surprisingly, it should be the legendary lucacia, the original creator of secret arts and the original demon God, who once reached the top of the element system.”
”According to historical records, he is a very ancient existence. He should be one of the winners of several world wars that year. His strength is unfathomable, but he must have witnessed the fear of chaos...”
”So he finally chose to seal himself. Maybe there are still a few strands of rationality left? It is a little different from other chaotic systems...”
”Unfortunately, the seal was destroyed, and he still couldn't escape the phagocytosis of chaos.”
Ah Da said, and the smile on his face could not help showing a sad feeling of rabbit death and fox sorrow.
Other villagers immediately talked:
”Such an ancient existence still can't escape such a fate?”