Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 564 King Arthur's Killer (Ten Thousands a Day, please vote)

On the street.

Several little goblins with green skin, short stature and similar goblins were lying on the ground in a row, moaning in pain.

Bawanxi stood in a deep pit with radioactive cracks, patted the dust that splashed on his body, and looked at the defeated men around him disdainfully:

"Just because you want to cause trouble for me?"

"You broke our stuff first!"

Several green-skinned little fairies who had escaped the disaster had just escaped the disaster and poked their heads out, wielding simple weapons such as stone axes, wooden sticks, and vine shields, yelling angrily.

"You still dare to talk back? I think you haven't been beaten enough!"

Bawanxi glared at her eyes, and she was so angry that she pulled out the blood-red whip on her waist, which seemed to pull these little fairies into gyros.

But such a arrogant behavior is equivalent to confirming that she is the unreasonable side, and the fairies who came to watch around were talking.

Seeing that the whip covered with spikes was about to fall toward the few green-skinned goblins behind the carriage, Morgan, who arrived in time, quickly scolded coldly:

“Stop!”

Bawanxi could only obey the orders of "mother".

But even though he put down his whip, the vampire still looked at the green-skinned goblins around him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat them.

Morgan frowned, came to several green-skinned goblins and asked:

"Let me tell you what's going on. If it's Bawanxi's responsibility, I will never take partiality."

Hearing Morgan's promise, a green-skinned goblin with a red velvet wrapped around his head and a relatively strong figure walked forward and told Morgan the whole story.

They are a fairy race called "Pick" (the prototype of the house-raising elves in "Harry Potter"). They are good at trading and doing business, and have business dealings with many fairy clans.

Recently, the Sawan Festival, which sacrifices to the goddess of death Morigan, is approaching, and the clan of the teeth orders a batch of sacrifices from them.

Coincidentally, they used the trap some time ago to capture some high-quality goods from Wales, preparing to **** them to the territory of the Tooth Clan through the teleportation array of the Rain Clan to complete the transaction.

However, on the street, this fierce vampire hit their convoy.

Not only did the other party not compensate, he also angrily removed the cage and let all the sacrifices go.

Hearing this, Bawanxi rushed out in anger:

"Nonsense, you obviously ran into me on the voluntary basis! And, there are no sacrifices in the car? The cages under the black cloth are all empty!"

The leading Pique spirit heard this and turned to shout to the onlookers:

"Everyone, she said that the cage was empty, what about you? Did you see something running out of the damaged cage just now?"

“Yes, I just saw a white thing.”

“Yes, they look like cats and dogs.”

"Not only, there seems to be other living things..."

The fairies answered in a chattering voice, their eyes filled with contempt.

Who is lying, it is obvious.

"Even if there are, there are only a few, and they all look ordinary domestic animals, which are not considered sacrifices at all."

Bawanxi once again defended himself, but this time no one paid attention to the vampire.

Even Morgan is no exception.

"I understand, I will be responsible for how much your losses are."

As she said that, she took out her purse and signaled the Piques to offer.

However, the leading Pique spirit turned his face flat and sneered:

"Do we want money? This is the sacrifice ordered by the Tooth Clan, and it will be sacrificed to Lord Morigan, the goddess of death on the day of Sawan! If you don't want to be pursued by the Tooth Clan and the Goddess, just pay the sacrifice obediently!"

At this time, Morgan, who was standing in front of the Pikes, was a little amused and crying.

There are four prominent and important festivals in the Celtic calendar: Early Spring Festival, Pentecost, Lugus Festival and Sawan Festival (also known as the Day of the Dead).

The festival marks the beginning of each season and is related to the abundant yield of land and livestock. Sacrifice rituals are held to ensure the growth and continuation of life.

The sun is often the center of worship: in spring, people light bonfires to compare with the sun; in autumn, people light bonfires again to keep warmth.

The Celtic calendar starts on November 1st every year. Although this festival is called "Sawan Festival", or "Summer Festival", it actually marks the end of summer and the arrival of autumn and winter.

Since the Celtics think that the New Year's Eve on October 31 and November 1 are transitional moments of alternating between the New Year and the Old Year, the solemnity of the Sawan Festival is similar to the New Year.

At this time, the barrier between the earthly world and the divine realm, or the fairyland called "that world", will completely disappear. The undead and the residents of the fairyland can freely leave the fairy castle, wander around in the human world, and use magic to make trouble everywhere.

At this time, the Druids in the British Isles would ignite crops as sacrifices, and when they dance around the fire, the sun season would end and the Sawan Festival would begin.

The Celtics believed that the **** of death, Murigan, would also return to the world with ghosts on the evening of October 31, looking for a substitute, so they lit a torch and burned animals as a gift to the **** of death.

During this period, they would also dress themselves up with costumes made of animal heads or fur, making strange sounds, making the God of Death unable to recognize himself and avoid disasters. After that night, the ghost returned to the underworld and everything returned to peace.

As the former goddess of death, Murrigan, all these activities are obviously revolving around Morgan.

Whether it is sacrifices, rituals, or faith, they are all prepared for her.

So, is this considered threatening me with something dedicated to me?

With the absurdity that arose in my heart, Morganton felt funny and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

"Why are you laughing at? If you don't hand over the sacrifice honestly, you can't think of it! The goddess will punish you!"

The green-skinned little fairy waved the blades covered with gaps and looked fierce and evil.

However, before he could play a few tricks, a small stone flying out of the crowd hit Pike's forehead and almost knocked him out.

"This is the sacrifice you mentioned, right?"

Accompanied by magnetic contemplation, Luo En walked out of the fairy with a white-haired beast in his arms.

It was a little guy who looked like a cat and a dog. His golden eyes were shining with spiritual brilliance, and his fluffy long tail swayed like clouds. He looked very cute and harmless. It had a lot of lethality for women who like to keep pets.

But at this moment, the white little beast had messy hair and was listless. It seemed that it had consumed all its strength during a long period of imprisonment. It couldn't even stand firmly. It could only lie in Luo En's arms and lie down and let it go.

"I actually found it!"

One of the Piques couldn't help but speak in surprise.

This idiot!

The more powerful leader kicked the younger brother behind him so angry that he continued to snort with a stern face:

"This is just one of them, what about the other sacrifices?"

“This is the only one.”

“Nonsense!”

"It was your carriage and cage that told me."

Luo En replied with a smile, then stepped forward to check the wreckage on the ground, and explained to the witches around him who were aroused by curiosity.

"Look, such a large carriage has very shallow ruts, and there is obviously no heavy load on it. Moreover, the cages are very new. If they are really full of sacrifices, these sacrifices will inevitably be eaten, drunk and defecated in it during long-distance transportation, and it is impossible for them to leave no trace.

But as a result, only one hair like this can be used as evidence. ”

As he said that, Loren picked up a velvet-white hair from the wood chips and showed it to the fairies around him.

It can be judged by the color and texture of the hair, which obviously comes from the white-haired beast.

In other words, the so-called "large amount of sacrifices" does not exist at all, it is just a trick used by these Pique spirits to blackmail outsiders.

"I just said these guys were deliberately looking for trouble!"

Bawanxi, who was cleared of suspicion, was full of energy, and then raised his whip and prepared to scoop these Pique essences that wanted to hit the porcelain into minced meat.

However, her raised hand was pressed by Morgan. Compared to the goblin who likes to act impulsively, Morgan hopes to solve the problem in a rational and peaceful way:

"Why do you want to do this?"

"It's Sawan's Day soon, and the offerings are still far apart..."

"There has been a mess in Wales recently. We are too weak and we want to catch it but can't..."

"The delivery day is coming soon. If you can't get enough, those bad-tempered guys from the East Clan must tear us alive."

Seeing that the matter was revealed, several Pique spirits had to confess the whole story with trembling fear.

"So, you thought of using blackmail outsiders?"

Morgan snorted coldly, a gloom appeared in his eyes.

Pique is a businessman among the fairies. His combat power is weak, so he naturally dare not choose a powerful fairy to fight. He took action in Orkney, which obviously believed that the Rain Fairies living in Orkney were even weaker and easier to bully.

But these Pique spirits didn't expect that the target of the cart that they found on the street was actually a fairy knight with a title and blessed by the goddess.

After sorting out the whole story, Morgan looked at a few trembling Piques and snorted coldly:

"Get out of Orkney before I get angry!"

Realizing that he had saved his life, the Pique spirits dared not stay for more. Amid the ridicule and curse of the goblins, they rolled and crawled out of Orkney.

“Fuwu~Fuwu!”

At this time, the white-haired beast in Luo En's arms also excitedly waved its furry claws to celebrate the defeat of the evildoers.

Immediately afterwards, the little guy jumped on Loren's shoulder, arched the savior's cheek affectionately, and made a pleasant cry in his ear.

“Fuwu~Fu!”

"You said your name is...Kesey Paruger? They were kidnapped from Wales..."

Luo En was stunned, and immediately raised the white-haired beast on his shoulder to his eyes, and looked at it in surprise.

Kathy Paruger? It's not such a coincidence, right?

This name first appeared in "Welsh Three-Issue Poem":

It is also known as the three-eyed monster cat, and was born to a white pig named "Heniwen". According to the prophecy, the child born by "Herniven" is an ominous sign, so the local Welsh people drove it away and drove it into the sea, but it still did not die. Instead, it drifted with the sea and gave birth to offspring in its respective places. Among them, Kathy Parug stayed on the island of Anglesey in the Wales region and gradually grew into a famous ferocious beast.

The relevant content of the "Carmason Black Book" records another story related to it:

King Arthur's brother, the round table knight "Kai" led a team to "Anglesey" to attack the monster "Kathy Parug", which was also called "Lion". Before "Kai" successfully killed it, 180 knights had already failed at the mouth of "Lion". This shows how powerful this monster is.

And then, there are rumors that it drove "King Arthur" into the swamp and then killed "King Arthur".

At the same time, Morgan on the side couldn't help but change his face and called out another title:

“Three disasters in Wales?”

As the goddess in charge of fate and controls death, Morgan has an extremely sensitive intuition about the arrival of disaster and has also made various forms of prophecy on the entire territory of Britain.

Among them, it naturally includes the Wales region, which she regards as the future territory of the Three Goddesses.

According to her perception, there will be three major disasters in Wales.

The first one is Heniven, the white pig. It symbolizes greed and destruction, has powerful power and destructive power, and seems to be the product of some kind of divine nature, and it took her a lot of effort to exile the monster.

The second one is [Wild Hunting]. The fall of Gwyn, the king of Welsh Wild Hunting, led to an uprising of the undead underground, plundering the souls of the living, and brewing a crisis that affected the entire British territory. Fortunately, she took action in time, which killed the trouble in the early stages of the outbreak.

And the last third one is the three-eyed monster cat Kathy Parug. It is born from a white pig, symbolizing contradictions and complexity, representing contradictions and struggles in nature, and is an existence that cannot be completely defeated. Once it grows up, it will cause extremely serious consequences.

Morgan has been looking for traces of this dangerous creature for a long time.

However, due to the chaotic situation and Kathy Parug were too weak and did not cause serious consequences, her search failed to gain anything for a long time.

Unexpectedly, if he didn't go to find this little thing, it actually came to his door.

Morgan's expression turned cold and immediately summoned the wand, pointed at the little guy who seemed harmless, and warned Lorne:

"Put this thing away! Stay away from it!"

“Fuwu~Fu!”

Recognizing the dangerous aura, Casey Parug on Lorne's shoulder suddenly burst out, bowed his back, and groaned at Morgan.

"Is it a misunderstanding? It doesn't have a strong smell of blood on it, so it shouldn't have done anything bad."

Lorne spoke to dissuade Morgan while stroking Kathy Paruger's head to comfort him.

"It doesn't do it now, it doesn't mean it won't do it in the future!"

Morgan snorted coldly, his murderous aura in his eyes remained unabated.

Loren frowned and said:

"So, are you going to kill it in advance for an illusory possibility?"

Kesey Parug now reminds him of the three Medusa sisters in Greece, as well as the three major disasters of Fenriel, Jemongad and Hela in Northern Europe.

Based on his understanding of the worlds of many gods, the more he cares about this thing, the easier it is to direct the result to the destined ending.

As if he was moved by Lorne's words, Morgan pondered for a moment, slowly lowered the wand in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"I can save its life, but to prevent it from doing evil, this thing must be supervised!"

“It should be.”

Lorne breathed a sigh of relief and asked while comforting Kathy Paruger in his arms.

"What are you going to do? Tell me."

"Closing it in Orkney first, and when we finish dealing with [that thing], I will take it away when I come back and then decide how to supervise it."

Morgan made a decision, and the "that thing" in his mouth naturally refers to finding the tomb of Albion and subduing the third fairy knight.

Lorne nodded, and after a while of whispering a little, he sent the honest Kathy Paruger to Morgan's arms.

The furry and warm touch was used, and the originally cold expression on Morgan's face couldn't help but ease.

"If you don't want to become the target of my attack, then be obedient."

After Morgan reminded him again, he sent Casey Parug to the lakeside hut of the Rain Clan leader, and used the secret technique of [Coffin] to seal the beast of disaster into it.

After all this, the two walked out of the courtyard and saw Bavanxi dragging Bagst and Vivian to meet.

After completing the purchasing task assigned by the textile fairy Habertlot, Bagst, under the instigation of Vivian, got into a restaurant and was passively lazy.

However, Morgan had no intention of criticizing this.

After all, she didn't plan to marry herself tonight at the request of the fairy friend.

The five people completed the reunion, and Morgan led the team to Habertlot's house again, kicked the door open, and took out the fairy friend:

"I'll give you two choices. First, lead the way immediately. Second, I'll smash the whole place!"

“1! I’ll choose 1!”

Seeing Morgan raising his wand, Habertlot quickly begged for mercy, then shaking his wings dejectedly and leading the way ahead.

Sure enough, you can't just give a good look to these fairies.

Morgan nodded with satisfaction and led the team to follow the guide's footsteps and headed towards the mysterious area deep in the forest.

(This chapter ends)