◎The elf also gasped at the witch's harsh curse. ◎
Before Dill had time to think about the meaning of [crow], the footsteps behind her caught up to her.
A strong dragon cannot overwhelm local snakes. After all, this is the territory where they grew up. Despite the intervention of magic, a few fish that slipped through the net still caught up with them.
There was a chill on Dill's back, and she immediately used the cupboard to block it without even thinking.
The moment the iron fork hit the wooden cabinet, it was like an ice blade thrown into the fire, without leaving even a trace. The silver light that was violently wiped out was like an awe-inspiring dagger, tearing open the night in an instant, and illuminating the terrified man at the same time. face.
Dill only heard a shrill scream, and then the muffled sound of a heavy object being bounced off and hitting the tree. The force was so strong that the fallen tree rained down on her head like a drizzle.
There was only an iron rod left on the iron fork on the ground, and the broken teeth of the nails made messy banging sounds on the ground. Dill didn't even feel the slightest vibration on her body.
[The power of God cannot be violated! ]The laurel's heroic declaration will last forever.
Although the magical girl's gourmet cupboard contains the name of private goods, it actually embodies the power of God, and all attacks from mortal objects will be instantly neutralized.
Although Dill had always disliked the elf's taste in naming, at this critical moment, she secretly vowed to kiss it hard the next time the full moon took shape.
Dill picked up the iron rod on the ground for self-defense, and heard an unusual clang as the iron rod seemed to hit something that was also metal.
She lifted up the iron rod and saw that the huge animal trap was biting the top of the iron rod, and its big mouth with iron teeth showed a cruel smile to Dill.
The girl felt a chill in her heart. She threw away her iron teeth and started poking at the surrounding area like a gun.
Sonorous! The same sound again.
Dill's fingers holding the iron rod were slightly cold. She looked at the dense grass everywhere. This forest was no longer a partner to hide her tracks, and the surrounding area was full of enemy traps.
She thought she was lucky to survive all the way, but she didn't expect that they drove her here on purpose.
Those lunatics with human faces and animal hearts actually hunted people like wild deer and rabbits.
Dill used an iron rod to move the turf in front of her while walking as fast as possible. The footsteps of those people were slowly surrounding her.
Krack, there was another strange sound, but it didn't sound like it was triggering a trap. Dill picked it up with an iron rod. It was a rusty sword; the sword body was made of rusty bronze, and it looked like it was dry in the dim sight. There was blood, and the brass hilt underneath was made into the familiar shape of a gavel.
Sir Russell.
Dill immediately felt uncontrollable fear and anger, but not for herself, but for Sir Russell, Val, countless travelers who disappeared mysteriously, and Cole and his daughter...
If he had not come here, the fate of the orphans and widowers would have been the same as those before them, dying of exhaustion and despair in the endless pursuit and teasing.
"Son of a bitch." The girl gritted her teeth.
She opened her cloak and carefully released the big white goose.
"Turnip, fly out and don't come to the ground."
The big white goose spread its wings as if it didn't understand, and its ankle was tied with dill to a sterling silver mailbox. Anyone could not help but be tempted to open it. Inside was the note left by Mr. Cole. If he really couldn't get out of this forest, he could at least give away the incriminating evidence of this town.
If she survives, she will find a way to find it.
Turnip took a peck on the girl's arm intimately, then spread out her pure white wings and blended into the vast night.
Dill used an iron rod to disturb the fallen leaves to cover the footprints on the ground, and then she found a tree that was strong enough. She quickly climbed up the tree using her hands and feet, even taking a breath seemed extravagant.
Dense leaves and night were the best cover. Dill showed off her hide-and-seek skills with Grace in Miller Valley and hid in them with breathless concentration; Grace was the best hunter among the witches and he could evade her. In five minutes, you can fool the group of half-hearted wolves down there.
Dill bet they wouldn't think a five or six year old girl was capable of climbing a tree.
She hissed slightly. The skin on her palms had been rubbed off when she climbed the tree, and she was feeling a dull pain.
Less than half a minute before Dill climbed up the tree, the sound of footsteps could be clearly heard, stepping on Dill's heart step by step, with some vague curses hidden inside.
"Damn it! Where did she go?"
"We have to find her before dawn. The damn Silver Knight is already doubting us just like the previous one!"
"I told you that we should feed those foreigners plums on the first night! They are so sick that they won't trouble us!"
Dill saw people in groups of twos and threes through the gaps in the leaves. Some of them were familiar faces, as well as the spinner's wife who had clamored to throw the Cole family into the forest on the first day.
The woman shouted hysterically: "No trace was left behind. Lily disappeared out of thin air. I said she must be the child of the devil! Her mother is a witch! She cursed Peter's mother and used ancient witchcraft to sacrifice herself." s life!"
"Jasmine, calm down, there are no witches here..." Dill heard the tired voice of the mayor.
"That ungrateful brat attacked my husband! I originally just wanted to end her miserable suffering with a sack, but now I've changed my mind. I'm going to skin her to make clothes!"
"A little girl can't run very far. There are traps everywhere. Maybe she can solve it by herself."
"That's best. Since there are missing hands and feet, we can say it was a werewolf who did it."
Others were eagerly discussing what to do with Lily, and their tone was as natural as if they were about to dismember a fat Christmas piggy. Among them, the mayor's hesitant breathing could be heard,
Dill couldn't help but grit her teeth. Her half-baked ecstasy skills were fine for controlling a young man like the mayor with a weak conscience and a weak mind, but against other hopeless murderers, it was just a puff of choking smoke.
Several people under the tree argued for a while, and soon a rough male voice made a decision:
"Assign one person to guard each place. I am here, and you go to other places to search. Finally, gradually narrow the area towards the center. Pay attention to the fallen leaves on the ground and behind each tree trunk. Be careful not to step on the trap."
It's that troublesome Shuke.
Dill knew that she wouldn't be able to get down in a short time. She called out to Yue Gui in her heart and checked the two new skills she had obtained. The moon elf at night was a voice assistant:
[〔Crow C〕
*Mingyue Magic LV1
It is said that crows are the messengers of the goddess of the moon. They deliver prophecies of death, sorrow and disaster to mortals.
Be careful when calling crows, for the bad luck you speak of will surely come true. ]
[〔Crescent Shelter A]
*Crescent Magic LV1
Looking for life for the weak under the light of the new moon, there is a certain chance of pulling the girl or child from dying to healthy. ]
Dill couldn't help but let out a small gasp. With Dark Moon Magic and New Moon Magic, had she finally touched the edge of the God's Favored One?
The girl's desire to live became more determined. She must live to see Amber.
[New Moon Sanctuary] is obviously the blessing magic that he unconsciously realized when he saved Lily; and [Crow] is an advanced curse that evolved from [Ominous Omen]. Dill studied the above explanation: Be sure to call carefully Crow, because the bad luck that comes from your mouth will definitely come true.
Isn't this the crow's mouth?
Dill looked at the alarm bellman below, and her previous fear had long been gone. She just felt salivating and eager to try.
In the past, she was cautious and afraid of getting burned. Now she can use her imagination freely, just like a real witch.
Click...
The tree arms beneath her made a dangerous sound, and a familiar premonition flashed through Dill's heart, and she subconsciously said: "Don't..."
Oops!
The tree's arms were suddenly broken, and the whirling fallen leaves fell down like heavy rain, and the people on the tree were smashed to the ground together.
Dill ignored the cry of pain and immediately turned over to avoid the man's attack. She picked up the bronze sword on the ground and put the cupboard on her back in front of her as a shield.
"It turns out to be you, the little mouse."
Shuke wore a coat made of brown bearskin, with a bear head on his head staring at Dill. He was a butcher in the Jonestown butcher shop. He was tall and strong. The muscles on the back of his hand holding the iron cauldron were ferocious, and his whole body smelled faintly of blood.
Some people are more monsters than werewolves.
"By the way, you have been hanging out with the Cole family."
The iron ax frame struck the sword with a clang, and the rusty bronze seemed vulnerable. Dill struggled to hold up the weight. She felt a dull pain in the wound on her hand, and fresh blood flowing down it.
The man showed a smile with yellow teeth: "Don't worry, I have to ask where your lovely Lily is hiding first. You probably can't bear her being alone for too long."
The hot liquid slid down her arm and into her sleeve. The old scar with the rose tattoo seemed to come alive under the moisture of the blood. The burning pain seemed to break through her skin at any time, blooming into a rose as bright as blood. .
The girl said in an innocent and even polite tone: "How about changing to another place? You guys are making so much noise, the werewolf will appear at any time. He is very sensitive to the color red and the smell of blood."
Snap, a crow made a hoarse cry, its wings broke free from the tree net, and flew happily towards the night sky.
[Dill, do you know what you are doing? ] Even the elves gasped at the witch's cruel curse.
Shuke laughed loudly: "Silly girl, I am your werewolf uncle, or a nightmare that jumped out of your grandmother's ghost story."
She is indeed stupid. Dill closed her eyes and smiled weakly. She must be crazy.
"Your werewolf uncle may not agree with this."
Before Shuke could taunt him, his ears seemed to be itching, and the sound of the night wind seemed too hot, like the breath exhaled from a huge creature, so he slowly turned around.
The golden light is like fragments of the blazing sun, flashing with a compelling light in the night.
Shuke opened his mouth wide, but it was like a black hole, and no sound came out. This was also his last expression. The taller darkness covered the figure of the man on the ground, and at the same time, the thing also emerged from the darkness.
The low roar of the beast tore through the night.
Dill didn't dare to look back. She ran for her life while the man's heart-rending screams could be heard behind her.
The turf on the ground had a tendency to decrease, and Dill found a trampled path. There were no traps here, and the outline of a building that was different from the tree crown could be vaguely seen in front of it. It was a forest cabin used by hunters to rest.
Dill quickened her pace and came to the door of the wooden house, and hid in without thinking.
She didn't want to pray for the people outside the door at all.
Now the positions are reversed, and they become the prey.
The girl sat down weakly against the door panel. She couldn't help but make a tear and pulled open her sleeve. The old scar was now as hot as a burn.
Dill took out the sachet from her cloak pocket with trembling hands. She couldn't help but bury her face in the sachet and let out a long sigh of relief.
The elegant smell fades into the air, and the human nose can hardly detect the smell, but for werewolves, the smell is so pungent that it is like a punch to their noble nose...
Huh?
咚咚咚! There was a rapid knock on the door behind her, and before Dill could react, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
"it's me."