Chapter 213 Guests in the Charming Rat Village

Nikita has long passed the age of looking at faces.

To a demon, a beautiful skin is far less important than a pair of beautiful eyes. And this ancient giant happened to have a pair of beautifully colored eyes, which greatly alleviated the discomfort caused by its ferocious face to the banshee.

The succubus walked up to the giant.

She stretched out her hand, gently patted the scorched black hair on the forearm of the Guge Giant, and brushed away the remaining ashes.

The Gug giant made a purring sound in its chest, and its face changed with various expressions, trying its best to convey the idea of ​​surrender to the being in front of him who controlled his life and death, and conveying the idea that he wanted to do something for her.

“The more you do, the more you make wrong.”

The banshee rejected the surrender's request and said to the Guge giant in a gentle tone: "Did you see those stars in the sky? They did too much and always wanted to live according to their own wishes, so they were expelled from the world. "

"The reason why gods are gods is because they are very far away from mortals. The clear springs they spread with their hands have turned into drizzle after falling on the heads of mortals after a long journey."

"Time and distance can dilute all original intentions and distort all good intentions."

"Saints do nothing because they know that when they reach their realm, they don't need to do anything deliberately. Every move they make will change the color of heaven and earth. If they don't do it, they will not cause new harm to the world. So he They will control themselves and limit their infinite power with certain rules.”

"The reason why demons are demons is because they refuse to limit themselves. They hope to live freely and freely, and hope that their true bodies will not be imprisoned in magic or a small world... So they carry their true bodies and live here wantonly. In the starry sky.”

Faceless stood quietly behind the banshee, listening carefully to every word she said. It knew that every word the banshee said now was her perception in the dreamland.

For Wu Mian, who lacks understanding, these insights are extremely precious.

Different from it, the ancient giant looked at a loss. This race is not known for their intelligence. Their hearts are more willing to provide fresh blood to the strong muscles on their forearms than to the few remaining brains in their skulls.

After a moment of reflection among the wind, rain and giants, Nikita felt a little bored.

Stupid world, stupid companions, stupid myself, no matter how much I understand, what's the point?

"Recover from your injuries and wait for my call."

The Banshee casually stuffed an obsidian runestone into the arm of the Gug Giant, watched as the dark runes crawled all over its body, and then left with Faceless to continue her journey of searching for cannon fodder.

Behind her, several huge black shadows passed over the treetops, releasing the sunlight that had been blocked for a long time. It wasn't until the dark shadow covering his body completely disappeared that the trembling muscles of the ancient leather giant slowly relaxed. It raised its head and glanced at the direction in which the two banshees were leaving. Its pink pupils showed a mixture of mania and fear. After a long time, it raised its paws and slowly crawled into the depths of the enchanted forest.

Leaving the Gug Giant, Nikita continued walking in the dark enchanted forest with Faceless.

Between the phosphorescence scattered by the mushrooms and the passage built by the huge branches, weird flapping sounds can be heard from time to time, which is the charmed rats passing messages to each other.

When the two banshees crossed a gurgling stream and passed through a new tree hole, the slapping sounds of the enchanted rats suddenly became much louder. It seemed like the drizzle of spring turned into a heavy rain of summer in an instant.

Nikita stopped and listened to the exchanges between the owners of the jungle.

"What happened?" Faceless couldn't understand the sound of the enchanted rat flapping, but he could understand the expressions of his companions, so he asked in a low voice: "...Do you need me to call some helpers?"

Nikita shook her head.

"An interesting guest came to Zuge's village, and they were a little panicked." There was a look of interest on her face, and her scarlet eyes looked particularly pure in the changing sunlight of the enchanted forest: "...Maybe you would be interested.”

Zuge is the enchanted rat, the most numerous aboriginal species in the enchanted forest. They have brown fur and rat-like teeth, and they like to brew fine wine from the worms under the feet of oak trees.

Wu Mian's newly painted little mouth pouted beautifully.

She hates those mice. She has trampled many charming mice to death since she entered the forest. But it also heard that Nikita was very interested in the strange guests in Zugo's village. So it pouted.

I don't object, and I can't express displeasure.

I had to pretend to be cute.

The village of the Charmed Rats is located near the center of the Charmed Forest. It is surrounded by many tall boulders, covered with green and yellow moss - this ruins originally belonged to some more terrifying creatures, but they Already extinct, the ancestors occupied the magpie nest and regarded it as their own village.

The closer you get to the village, the less oak you get and the more mushrooms you get.

Especially in areas where ancestors had held sacrifices or witchcraft blessings, fungi grew particularly thickly. Their shimmering light converges into a river, flowing along the roots and feet of each oak tree, shimmering with an unsettling gray-green color, giving the forest a strange and ominous look.

When the two banshees crossed the stone wall and entered the village of Zugo, they felt the gaze of many eyes. These sights belonged to the owners of this village - it took Wu Mian a lot of effort to distinguish the small, smooth brown outlines behind these sights.

Unlike Faceless, Nikita never saw these rats in his eyes from the moment he entered the village.

All her eyes fell on the slender stranger in Zuge Village.

That's a witch.

A young witch—about eight or nine years old—had thick long brown hair and a chubby little face.

It's just that her face is a little pale and her hair is a little messy.

She held a small mirror in her right hand, and a blank picture album in her left hand. On her wrist were a few tarnished beech leaves, her robe was somewhat tattered, and her eyes were empty and blank.

A few bold Zukos were throwing pebbles at her, beating their chests hard and making threatening sounds.

"Shh! Be quiet!"

The little witch put her index finger up to her lips, looked around slowly, and said in a very soft voice: "... Keep your voice down, don't let the goblins hear... they will eat people!"

The shadow in mid-air dropped hundreds of slender tentacles, sweeping around and clearing the noisy ancestors out of their village.

Nikita walked up to the little witch.

She lowered her head and looked at her messy brown hair and pale skin, the small leather shoes with holes on her feet, and the toes sticking out of the holes.

The banshee's nose twitched slightly.

There was an extremely weak sweet scent coming from the little witch.

She looked like a beautiful soap bubble. This thought suddenly slipped through the mind of Faceless, who was standing behind Nikita. At the same time, he took out its makeup box and began to apply eyebrow pencil and lipstick on his face.