The man was pushed to the edge of the pond, staggered a few times, and fell into the water with a 'plop'.
After a moment's fluttering, there was a murderous squeal from the water.
The girl flinched and stepped forward without a word.
"Serves you right, who let you scare me!"
But when she got to the water's edge, she realized that countless fish were churning in the water, tearing at the man as if they were partaking.
Striking bright red slowly swirled through the water ...
It was only a brief moment before the screams in the water were over.
The girl's face went white, her mouth opened as if she wanted to scream, but then to her horror, the entire village slowly walked out and froze around the edge of the pond.
Their eyes reflected the color of blood, and the veins in their faces rippled like tree roots, an eerie, million-dollar sight that choked the words she wanted to shout.
Then a large hand reached out and yanked her directly by her hair, dragging her roughly into the side room.
The heart-rending screams were then heard, and those who had been looking at the merchandise in the store, strangely, came out.
The woman who was standing under the big clock, posing for a picture, watched dumbfounded as the villager dragged that companion past her eyes.
"They... What are doing?"
The man who had half crouched down to prepare for photography also turned around strangely.
Unfortunately, he realized it too late and only saw a pair of shoes disappear into the house.
"THUD!!!"
Just then, a loud bang came from in front of him, along with a warm, fishy liquid splashing all over him.
The photographer stared back in disbelief to find that the pendulum of the building had fallen and smashed the woman standing underneath taking pictures into a bloody pulp, the horrible wreckage splattering all over herself.
A few tourists who walked out of the store were overwhelmed by the frantic influx of villagers.
Eleazar was awakened by the smell of blood.
It was followed by a dense surge of commotion, hissing, screaming, begging for mercy, that riot-like movement, and he quickly made his way to the balcony to see a herd of ruddy-eyed, hunched, humanoid beasts swarming below.
"Why aren't those people pretending?"
Masks broke away, latent selves all released.
With red eyes and bulging veins all over his body, revealing a mouth and teeth strewn with fangs, the cursed infected with Blood Eating Disease, the Ogre, is an ogre!
They were voracious, driven by a nature that needed no longer to be hidden, and just feasted on the out-of-town visitors in the village, seven or eight pairs of large hands pulling at a single person, ignoring the terrified pleas for mercy, and then lashing out together, ripping the person apart, splattering blood all over the place.
Even the filth that fell on the boards was quickly licked clean.
Eleazar, standing on the balcony, slowly turned back.
Behind him, a looming thigh kicked through the door of the room and didn't enter.
A washed-up Fina came out of the bathroom and looked at him.
Summoning the Shadowless Sword, Eleazar hung his head silently, "Stay in your room until I return."
"Wow. ..."
His murderous look made her flinch slightly.
"Boo...!"
The next second, the door to the room was stomped on.
The planks of wood in the sky crumbled, and the few cannibals outside caught off guard, were lifted out by the huge force coming from inside.
The three men set heavily into the wall behind them and gagged directly.
[Residual magic potion: 1000→997]
The moment the remaining two coughed up blood and raised their heads, their disbelieving faces flew up in the air.
Suddenly, the ogres in the village stopped eating, and all of them twisted their heads to look at the youth who was slowly walking out of the hospitality center.
The scene was quiet for a split second, then quickly broken by a scream from one of the folk.
"Help!!!"
There are survivors?
Eleazar's eyes narrowed, his body sank slightly, and the next second the cabin exploded, beams, planks, and a sky of debris flying in that shoulder-crash away.
Those three two men and one woman hiding in the storage room stared blankly at the wooden wall slowly collapsing down around them.
"What are you gawking at, go!"
Eleazar pulls out his revolver and fires two shots in all directions, shocking the ogres with silver bullets.
The three men were jolted awake by the sound of gunfire and rose to their feet warily.
"Oh... Let's go, let's run!"
Eleazar held up his revolver and escorted the trio as they fled towards the village entrance beyond.
The crowd scurried where the gun was pointed.
Raising his arms and slowly backing away from the tramway to the shore, Eleazar was about to turn back and admonish them to be careful out there when his back was suddenly pushed forward by a heavy hand.
His feet stumbled, and when he steadied himself, Eleazar hung his head for a long moment, slowly inclining his head and glancing at the three figures that had fallen away in the aftermath.
"Crack!" On the balcony, Fina pinched the parapet right off.
"Well, I've got things to do, and this place is full of minions anyway, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Warlock slowly flew out from the balcony.
This incredible, transcendent power immediately caused the ogres to stir.
As the cursed who still retained any intelligence, the fae who vaguely sensed a bit of the truth of the world from their changes, they were not ignorant.
"Wizard! It's a wizard!"
They have thrown weapons from their hands in an attempt to try and knock down the ingredient that seems to be very tasty.
Fina braced herself against the rippling evil energy shield, ignoring the sticks and kitchen knives that flew at her like anti-aircraft guns and stopped in mid-air on the shore.
"I'm going to go deal with the memories of those guys."
Eleazar looked up and responded softly and indifferently.
"Uh..."
...
In the forest, the three survivors flee in panic.
A man who turned around frequently couldn't help but let out a complaint, "Why are you pushing people back, isn't it good to take care of the escape together, what if we run into wolves?"
The unassertive woman was silent.
The young man who did the dirty work argued, "He has a gun, and just now he threw a grenade at our hiding place, it seems that he is a gangster with illegal arms, I heard that this kind of person is the most brutal, if we go together when we encounter a dangerous situation, he will surely sacrifice us, if we can successfully escape, you all have to thank me!"
"Well, thank you, thank you for contributing a low-quality soul crystal."
At that moment, an ethereal voice floated down from above, and the three panicked and looked up to find a woman sitting on a silver pine branch.
The man narrowed his eyes in thought and realization dawned on him.
"You... Are you vegan?"
"No, I'm evil..."
Fina dropped her gaze lightly, "It's the most evil sorcerer in the world who loves to eat meat."
As her palm slowly opened, that youth instantly fell to his knees with a 'plop' sound, terrifying purple flames emerged from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his body slowly turned into flying ash and dissipated.
A light purple crystal slowly floated up from the ashes.
The two men were instantly maddened by the scene and sat back on their asses.
"Spare... Spare me!!!"