Outside the window, the night is quiet.

Zhong Shenxiu's thoughts could not calm down for a long time.

"Is Su Daozhi's luck bad or good? He actually had a psychic presence and was possessed... This is the first generation of Hesting Legend Earl who dared to expand his territory while the Yan Han Empire was destroyed and he was really successful!"

Through the memory just now, he had a little more understanding of that history back then.

"The Fufeng Protectorate was originally within the scope of Hastinger... After the first count established the country, he did have the idea to pray to a great existence..."

"He comes from the vast chaos, a true god... Although he doesn't know what the sacrifice will be, the existence obviously has no interest in protecting the Kingdom of Hastingbes and is sitting on the verge of its destruction... But... it may be possible to have any influence on the priest."

People don’t care about ants, nor do they care about ants’ prayers.

Maybe the ants are just praying for strength, but the person just throws a little bread crumbs down.

It is also possible that the ant prays for a little bread crumb, but the person stepped on it and stomped it to death.

Zhong Shenxiu estimated that the Earl of Hasting was also in this situation.

The true god did not protect his country, but seemed to have had an impact on it, making him immortal after death, turning into a form like a resentful spirit, and has survived forever!

"Although...it seems to have lost its mind."

"So we can summarize some rules from it. The true god will unconsciously respond to the ritual, but may not necessarily adapt to the prayers of believers, and the strength obtained will always be at a heavy price..."

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head: "Why am I planning to do this? I don't want to pray to the great existence from the vast chaos... Besides, I don't know His ritual."

The earl's memory is very shattered, especially about rituals, runes, and even the name of that existence, which is even more vague.

And it also comes with an extremely dangerous feeling.

This made Zhong Shenxiu know that if he was determined to explore the name and power of the god, the first earl in his body would be the best example.

"Speaking of this... has this count really been favored by the gods? Why do I think this is more like a curse?"

Zhong Shenxiu continued to try Taoism.

This time, he seemed to see a tall and thin figure in Yu Menglong.

Wearing a black wool dress, two rows of golden buttons, black deerskin boots...

Slim hands and feet, pale skin...

The most important thing is...no head!

Headless Count!

Zhong Shenxiu didn't know that when he was trying Taoism, strange changes also occurred in the room.

Tick! Tick!

Drops of dark red blood that came out from nowhere continued to drip from the bed.

The faint mist began to spread around and even gradually enveloped the small village.

Under the two moons and moons, the entire village was covered with a layer of mist, the building became illusory and hazy, and there was no sound.

If it is during the day, this will definitely cause panic, but it is late at night.

In the mist, a figure emerged and kept wandering.

He wore a luxurious dress, like a gentleman attending a dinner party.

The only difference is that there is no head!

Headless Count!

What's even more strange is that from outside the village, the small village is in a normal situation.

...

"According to the military newspaper, it's here."

"It seems that this army was indeed very injured during the day and could not return to the military camp. They could only repair it in the village..."

Tian Bufen changed into clothes and threw away everything that could be associated with the Black Mountain Fortress Priest.

Xue San broke his hands and the team died, so he naturally asked for help from the army.

Unfortunately, Tian Bufen intercepted it in the middle and suppressed it directly.

Not only that, he also arrived in person, preparing to take Su Daozhi's life away.

"It's really God helping me... I'm going to encounter monsters in the black fog, even if the team is destroyed, it's normal..."

As the commander of the soldiers, Tian Bufen has a martial arts skills that are not innate, but he is already the most acquired. He can handle Su Daozhi and even if he gets on other partners, he will be pinching his hands.

He had limited knowledge and only knew that warriors were divided into acquired and innate.

If you can practice Taoism, you will directly start with the innate.

In addition, there were many Western methods in the Second Empire of Yan Han, which were divided into ranks and were said to be quite detailed.

With a little bit of pride, Tian Bufen walked into the village directly.

If you step out, the world will be different.

In Tian Bufen's eyes, the quiet and safe small village was suddenly shrouded in a layer of fog, the buildings were blurred and there were many figures.

"What's going on? Has this village been swallowed by black fog? What about the pre-arranged guardian formation?"

Tian Bufen's thoughts are like lightning, and he will quit the village boundaries when he clicks his toes.

But the next moment, he found himself retreating to a flat ground, which seemed to be the threshing ground in the village.

Because of the action of "exit", he became even more deeply trapped and went deeper into the village!

A hint of cold sweat emerged from Tian Bufen's forehead.

He probably knew that he had encountered a terrible danger, and that acquired warriors were no different from ordinary people in the face of such treacherous situations.

I'm afraid that only innate masters and even real monks can solve all this.

Step on!

A footstep sound came from the fog, and the tall and thin figure appeared and gradually became solid.

That was a...headless figure!

"ah!"

Tian Bufen screamed strangely and crashed into a portal.

There was no one in the portal, and it seemed that all the original villagers disappeared.

In the darkness, Tian Bufen suddenly grabbed a hand!

The cold is like ice, and the palms that seem to be cast in iron!

With his strength, he couldn't break free.

Even Tian Bufen found that he could no longer move and could not even close his eyelids. He could only watch the headless Count emerge from the darkness and grabbed his neck...

Bang!

Not long after, a body fell to the ground.

...

Zhong Shenxiu was shocked, opened her eyes, and looked at her palms in a daze.

He looked at a bronze mirror and suddenly felt as if he had seen the headless count, but rubbed his eyes and found that it was his reflection.

Outside the window, the years are quiet, and occasionally there are barking of dogs.
Chapter completed!