When Comoros opened the door, he saw the girl's body. Her body was pale and bloodless. Her frail body fell on the ground. It was so delicate that people felt pity, and even had a weird beauty.
Many villagers followed Comoros, and when they saw the girl's body, they all exclaimed. As the granddaughter of the village chief, this girl was very beautiful. She was the dream lover of many teenagers. Now he died like this.
She was also the lover of Comoros' dream at the time, but seeing her dead body now, he didn't feel any regret or grief, only deep fear, that was his most unbearable memory. before.
Sure enough, the girl's body made a strange tone, and the deceased spoke again, but it wasn't her who spoke.
"Hehehe! Comoros, you really disappoint me. There are still people who are ready to defy my will!"
"Negri, please forgive our ignorance and ignorance, we dare not disobey your will!" Comoros quickly knelt down, and under his leadership, the villagers also knelt down in fear and panic.
"You don't dare, but someone dares. He is going to contact the heretic Holy See Charisma to defy me. Foolish people, since you don't desire my glory, then I can only give you the plague."
"Please Negri, please forgive us, who dares to do such a damn thing, please tell us who this sinner is." Someone shouted frantically: "He is a sinner in the village, we will never let him go !"
After the village chief neglected Negri's messenger and was bitten to death, and now the corpse spoke, these villagers have completely believed in the existence of Negri. How could they not be afraid of the coming plague? An atmosphere of panic began to spread among the crowd spread.
"In this case, if you can dedicate him to me, then I can give you another chance." Wang Yuan said slowly through the girl's mouth: "The sinner is the one named Jacques Dakmi. man."
"Dedicate him and let my messenger take him away. I may consider forgiving you this time."
"Then choose, plague or sacrifice, this is my last chance for you." After saying the last sentence, the girl closed her mouth, and Wang Yuan watched the reactions of the villagers.
"Do we have a choice?" Comoros stood up and said loudly: "Jacques betrayed the belief of our Cauchy people for his own self-interest. He is not only a sinner of our village, but also a sinner of the Cauchy people."
"To protect the village, we have no choice!"
"This kid is growing too." Wang Yuan watched Comoros' performance.
Under his guidance, Jacques was completely abandoned by the village, and a large group of people flocked towards Jacques' house. The crowd was so excited that a few rational people had no choice. Under the threat of the plague, most people have gone crazy.
"I'll wait two days before leaving to find help from the Grace Church." Jacques held his wife's hand and said, "Before that, I want to send you to a safe place, it's too dangerous to stay in the village gone."
"Jacques..." Isabella was about to say something when she heard various noisy voices from outside, many of which were shouting, hand over Jacques in exchange for peace in the village.
"How is it possible?" Jacques looked serious, and quickly picked up the knight's sword hanging on the wall, facing those who broke into the door, and looked at the leader of the boy, Comoros, everything happened after he came back .
"Jacques, you want to seek help from the heretic Holy See, and you have angered the great Negri. For the sake of the village not suffering from the plague, and for the safety of the entire village, please put down your weapons and give up resistance!" He said seriously, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.
Comoros, he is already enjoying the feeling of being dominated by Wang Yuan, because before that he was just an ordinary boy who just joined the hunting team, but what about now
Even the captain of the guard, the person who is praised by the whole village, and the person who is very likely to become the village chief in the future, is not because he has no resistance in front of him.
Jacques held the sword, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white from the force. Is Negri really that powerful? It wasn't long before he decided what happened, and he was caught.
He looked at the villagers who surrounded him. In the past, these people had praise and envy in their eyes, but now they have more hatred and fear in their eyes.
What made Jacques unable to swing his sword even more was the eyes of some people, and their eyes were praying.
Please put down the sword in your hand.
Please give up resistance.
Please be a sacrifice.
Please sacrifice for the village!
Jacques' hand holding the sword gradually weakened. He knew that he couldn't resist anymore. When he turned around, Isabella was looking at him with tears, shaking her head slightly, and wanted to say something.
He smiled, stopped his wife's words, pointed to her belly, his eyes were full of tenderness, then turned to Comoros and said, "I can give up resistance and let you deal with it, but my wife is Innocent, all crimes originate from me, please let her go."
Comoro's expression changed slightly, he glanced at Isabella's big belly, moved his lips and said, "Negri's will is only for you as a sinner, we decided to deal with you at the big tree behind the village, please go .”
"Understood." Jacques looked back at his wife, and followed these people to the big tree behind the village. He was tied hands and feet and knelt on the ground, but even though he was kneeling, his waist was straight straight.
In the distance, two crows flew over and pecked at Jacques' body without hesitation. All the villagers knelt down. Jacques didn't look at the crow, but looked at the blond woman who was crying and praying in the distance.
Jacques shed tears. He was not afraid of death, but he hadn't seen the child born, and he hadn't accompanied Isabella to death, so he had to take a step first.
As the blood flowed, Jacques' eyes began to blur. There seemed to be such a picture in his eyes. Isabella was holding a little girl with blond hair. The girl was so beautiful like her mother.
Wang Yuan was floating not far from Jacques. This person really has something to admire. If he is given a chance, maybe he can become a famous hero, but there are never ifs in life.
"Dare to stand up in the face of difficulties, it is bravery, not afraid of death, it is fearless." Wang Yuan watched Jacques gradually die from bleeding: "I witnessed your death."
A large cloud of white air and cool breath rushed towards Wang Yuan.
"Your bravery and fearlessness, I will accept it!"