"Have you heard? In the past few days, there have been several tragedies along the boundary line between the aristocratic party and the merchant party. It's appalling! "
In a small tavern, several adventurers were chatting. One of them, who was dressed as a ranger, seemed to have drunk too much. His voice was a little loud. "Really, it's too scary!"
"Is it very scary?" A boorish warrior asked. "We only heard some vague news that there have been several large-scale murder cases …"
"Murder cases? Haha … murder cases! " The ranger sneered a few times, shook his head hard, and took another big gulp of wine. "How is it murder cases! It's the cult's sacrifices! "
Hearing this, the noisy tavern suddenly became quiet. Everyone shut their mouths and looked in the direction of the ranger.
For these experienced people, a murder case was not a big deal. Most of them, who lived on the edge of a knife all year round, had killed people, and many of them had killed more than one person. But cult sacrifices were different. The cultists killed people and sacrificed them in order to summon demons to the human world, and when the demons came to the human world, they would definitely cause great damage. At least a village, at most an entire city would die because of it.
In addition, they were not weak. If they faced ordinary gangsters or scoundrels, they would not know who would be killed if they really fought, so they were not afraid of murder cases. But in the face of demons, their strength was not worth mentioning. When the demons carried out a massacre, they were not stronger than ordinary people, and they might not be able to escape.
So when they heard this word, everyone was stunned. Many people immediately made up their minds. As long as it was really confirmed that there were cult activities in this area, they would immediately leave, the farther the better!
Of course, there were also people who suddenly became excited, feeling that they had encountered an opportunity to make money, become famous, or do chivalrous deeds. Against the cult, it was one of the few things that the countries on the Main Plane had a common position on. Once an organization was determined to be a cult, there was no need to say anything. The kindest way of punishment was to execute all the members, and a slightly harsher way was to implicate relatives and friends — or rather, cases where only the members were killed were actually relatively rare. Under normal circumstances, at least close relatives such as parents, wives, and children would definitely die with them.
The most recent attack on cults was when His Majesty the Void Mask destroyed the "Iciz" organization. Although everyone knew that this organization was backed by the Orc Gods and not the Abyss Demons, since Sui Xiong had labeled them as a cult, and no one was willing to help them clear their name, they naturally had to go to hell.
And from the words of this ranger, it seemed that the ones causing trouble at the border of the aristocratic party and the merchant party were genuine evil cults — they were even playing the sacrificial game of murder.
"What exactly happened?" A soldier came over and asked worriedly.
The ranger, who was already sixty to seventy percent drunk, sighed and said, "A few days ago, I set off from Copper Hand City, intending to go to Silver Shield City. One night, I stayed in a small village … I won't say the name of the village. Anyway, there was no one left alive, so it would be meaningless to say it. In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up from my sleep and felt a strong sense of danger … "
"Strong sense of danger?" The soldier was stunned for a moment and asked, "What kind of danger could wake you up from your sleep?"
"I don't know, but my experience told me that I had to hide. Only by hiding would I have a way to survive." The ranger shook his head and took another big gulp of wine. "So I quickly tidied up the room a little, making it look like I had woken up in the middle of the night and hurried out of the house, while I hid under the bed."
"It wasn't safe to hide under the bed, right? The bed board might not be able to cover you completely, and people would hear your breathing," the soldier said.
The ranger smiled and said, "Of course I have my own way, but I won't tell you."
Indeed, he didn't say exactly what method he had used, but continued, "I hid for about an hour, waiting until the sense of danger in my heart finally dissipated, and then I came out from under the bed. As soon as I came out, I smelled a strong smell of blood! "
"Everyone in the village died?" The soldier who shared the table with him guessed.
The ranger nodded and grabbed the wine glass, but his hands couldn't help but tremble a few times.
"I put on my equipment and looked through the window. I saw a few paladins in the small square in the middle of the village, their bodies glowing with white light, talking about something. There was also a priest and two paladins performing a purification ritual — with the help of the aura on their bodies, I could clearly see the corpses of the villagers scattered all over the ground, and the blood was flowing all over the ground, forming a magic array that made my hair stand on end! "
Hearing this, more than one adventurer was already packing up, preparing to run away.
"Who are those paladins?" an adventurer asked.
"They are believers of the God of Justice," the ranger replied. "I saw it and my hair stood on end, so I hurried over to them. After chatting with them for a while, I found out that someone had just held a sacrifice to open the door to the abyss and summon a powerful demon. But that guy was unlucky, the ordinary villagers' souls weren't strong enough, and they couldn't open the door completely. The paladins sensed the evil aura, and used a teleportation spell to directly come nearby, and then rushed over. It was also because they came so quickly that the cultists had to flee in panic, leaving only the scene of the sacrificial summoning ritual that didn't succeed. "
"Then you're also lucky. If the paladins didn't come, when the demon was summoned, you would have been discovered even if you hid under the bed."
"Yes, my luck is not bad, but the villagers' luck is not good!" The ranger sighed and said, "I was dragged for a long time, and even took the lie detector three times. In the end, the paladins finally confirmed that I had nothing to do with this matter, and only then did they let me go. Oh yes, they also dragged me to help with the funeral arrangements of the villagers — a total of 51 people, men, women, and children, to fill in the gaps … "
As he spoke, the ranger shook his head and drank again.
The tavern was silent for a long time, and then an adventurer said, "But … there were also murders in other places. I remember there were more than a dozen deaths in Gray Goat Village. "
"Sacrifice, it must be a sacrifice!" The ranger said firmly. "Once the cultists carry out a large-scale operation, they definitely won't just sacrifice once!"
The adventurers looked at each other, and most of them saw uneasiness in each other's eyes.
A young adventurer finally could not help but ask the question that everyone was concerned about, "So … where should we go now for safety?"
"Let's go to the capital, it may be safer there," someone said.
"No! Leave the Commonwealth of Gold Coins as soon as possible, only then will it be truly safe! "someone else said.
"But if we leave the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, where should we go?" someone asked.
"Take a boat to the south. Even if the cultists want to sacrifice, they generally won't cause trouble at sea …"
"No! Let's go to the north, or even directly to the Republic of Northwest! " A middle-aged adventurer said loudly. "The Republic of Northwest has good security. Although it's not easy to find a job, it's still possible to make a living as a worker … I'm getting old, I'll take this opportunity to retire!"
The adventurers were talking about it, and soon people left one after another. In the end, only the drunk ranger was left in the entire tavern, snoring loudly on the table.
However, no one noticed that there was a somewhat sly smile hanging on the corner of his mouth …
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