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- It was dawn.
In the tribe after the strange ravages of the biphasic devil worm, everyone escaped from death, but their mood is still in shock.
What made them terrified was not only the monster, but they also saw a black-haired man summon an unknown power on the hillside, and then ate the monster and turned it into a mask.
Having done such a terrible thing, he just reached out and grabbed the mask that fell from the sky, turning his head and smiling at them lightly.
"you¡¡"
In front of the stone house, the old woman looked at the figure on the hillside absently and said as if she had discovered some secret for the first time.
"He is not a dragon man, this is not the power a human should have."
As she spoke, the old woman became very sure and repeated.
"He is definitely not human."
"How can a person fight against weirdness, how can a person do such a thing."
The other women wearing masks next to the old woman thought the same way. They didn't even have the courage to look directly at the figure on the hillside. As the other party said, how could a person do such a thing.
Looking at this scene, the black-haired young man stopped short of what he wanted to say, and his hand holding the mask dropped, his expression became a little less interested.
He didn't say anything, just put away the mask and stuffed it into his arms, and then went to help clean up the messy ground without saying a word.
Where he walked, everyone gave way.
And his actions also made everyone move, and began to rescue the wounded, tidy up the buildings destroyed by the biphasic monster insects, collect useful things, and plan how to repair them.
After dinner in the evening, he came to the deserted place on the back of the mountain alone.
After he looked around and found that there was no one there, he took out the black iron mask from his arms and pressed it on his face.
For a moment, he felt his throat itchy, and he opened his mouth and spit out flames.
Terrifying flames swept across a tree in front of him and devoured it.
He stepped forward to watch the tree, and tried to water it down, but it didn't work.
At the same time, he also discovered that although the tree was ignited, the fire did not rely on the tree as a medium to burn, but its own power.
Soon, there was only a mass of black ash left on the tree, and the flame gradually went out.
He tried to maintain this strange flame by adding wood, but it didn't work.
This also explained another question he had before, why the double-faced monster walked in the forest like that, and there was no fire beyond the range in the forest.
"Magic fire."
He remembered the name of the flame.
According to his understanding, the meaning is probably that it is a flame that does not belong to the mortal world.
However, he had released the magic fire a few times just now, and when he was about to leave like this, he discovered something was wrong, and he couldn't even move.
"What's wrong?"
He checked himself and realized that the problem was the mask on his face.
Dense threads of flesh and blood extended from the mask, spread along his face and neck, and finally completely wrapped it.
A tree of flesh and blood appeared and took root in the ground.
Then the dense threads of flesh and blood stretched out to the depths of the ground.
Those threads of flesh and blood gathered together and turned into something that looked indestructible, and when it wrapped around Helfas, it was like a stone wall.
Wisps of light come from the ground and continue upward along the veins, making the "tree" emit a bright light.
that's all.
It has been maintained for a long time.
It didn't end until the strength was replenished; all the threads of flesh and blood were retracted little by little, and retracted into the iron mask.
It was almost dawn before Helfas took off the mask from his face.
It was only at this time that he fully realized that this was not a real mask. The worm-shaped monster was still alive inside, and it might come back to life at any time, but he still didn't know what the conditions for it to come back to life.
Although he successfully used that weird sealing ceremony once, he still has no idea what the power of this ceremony is and what problems it has.
It's like the first time humans use flames, but they don't know the nature of flames.
But he is still glad that he decided to come here in advance to familiarize himself with the power of this mask. If he comes here at a dangerous time,p; The black-haired youth waited until the bearded man had finished speaking, then nodded and said something.
"I have also decided to leave today."
The bearded man: "I guessed it."
The bearded man looked at the black-haired youth, he told him.
"Actually, the old patriarch hopes that you can stay. After all, you have such a powerful force, but they dare not say it. They hope that I will say it."
"But I understand that you will not stay."
"Such a small tribe cannot keep an existence like you."
The black-haired youth raised his head, and he stared at the bearded man and told him.
"Actually, I don't know if I'm the extraordinary person you mentioned. I don't even know who I am."
"However, recently I did figure out what I want to do."
"Since I can possess some special powers, wouldn't that be the reason why I came to this world?"
The black-haired youth stood up, put the planks into the basket and put them away.
"So I decided to chase those weird footprints, to find the secret of this power, and also to find my own origin."
He carried the basket on his back, which was already full of his things and food. He was going to say goodbye to the bearded man, but now it was just right.
Before setting off, he took out something and handed it to the bearded man.
"I gave it to you. If you encounter weird things when you are doing business on the road, you will definitely be able to use it."
He said with a somewhat complicated mood.
"Live well, live in this weird world."
The bearded man took a look, it was the dragon incense that he asked Herfas to keep.
"Aren't you using it?"
Helfas took out a black mask: "I have this."
The bearded man was not hypocritical, he knew that Helfas really didn't need this anymore.
He put away the long incense and asked the other party: "Will we meet again?"
Helfas laughed and patted the bearded shoulder.
"Of course, I will buy from your caravan in the future!"
"Although I may be different from you in some ways, I also need to eat and drink, and I also want to wear nice clothes and use beautiful pottery bowls."
Helfas raised his foot, revealing the shoes that Beard gave him.
"For example, wear sturdy shoes."
The bearded man was overjoyed. Helfas's words and actions gave him a sense of familiarity, which made him feel that Helfas didn't underestimate him, and also felt that the other party was a real person.
"Then I will definitely leave the best for you."
Helfas nodded and prepared to leave, but when he was about to enter the forest at the last moment, the bearded man suddenly stopped him.
"Helfas!"
Helfas turned his head and looked at the bearded man.
said the bearded man.
"Actually, I'm not a businessman at all. I'm just a useless person who was driven out by the tribe. It was you who told me the meaning of a businessman and made me do something that I am proud of."
"Thank you, thank you for giving me a reason to move forward in life."
"I will continue to do it seriously, as you said, to bring what is needed to those who need it."
Helfas didn't say anything, just waved at the bearded man.
Although the bearded man saw this gesture for the first time, he also knew that it meant farewell, so he immediately raised his hand and waved it vigorously towards Helfas.
Helfas turned around.
Putting on the black mask, he strode into the jungle.
He seemed to have also become a weird one, blending into the weird world in the wilderness.
There is one more businessman in this world, and one more existence capable of sealing weirdness, just like a gust of wind blowing into the distance.
No matter which one, it will change the world more or less.
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