Chapter 10, bite to death directly

"Do not go over there." Komoro lay on the ground, crying out in pain: "Those Nar beasts carry the curse of Nagri. Once bitten, one will be infected with disease. The village chief's words have angered the great Nagri, and thus he has been punished. If you go to help, you will only continue to provoke Nagri."

And now, two followers of Nagri are circling in the sky. Combined with the words of Comoros, how can one expect others not to believe? Thus, their gaze towards Jacques has changed. It is better to be safe than sorry; what if a plague is truly summoned?

Comoros looked at the person in front of him; he recognized this person, named Jacques, the captain of the village guard, who could also be considered an official of the village. He was well-liked within the village and was said to have been designated as the next village chief. He was also a very good friend of Dax, who was part of the hunting team.

In the customs of the Cossacks, the act of presenting one's forehead signifies submission, offering oneself entirely.

"Comoros, what are you talking about? Please stop joking around," Jacques said with narrowed eyes, in a very serious tone.

"Village Chief." Comoros's expression changed; while he dared to retort strongly against Jacques, he felt somewhat hesitant to lie to this village chief, who held significant prestige in the village. This was a fixed mindset that had formed over a long period.

Thus thinking, Comoros said with a cold smile: "Dax, ha, he has offended the great Negri and has already died in agony from the plague"

Comoros, you ... ... " Jacques wanted to say something more, but he saw Comoros loudly recounting those words to the villagers who had gathered due to their argument.

Seeing two pitch-black crows circling above them, the villagers felt a wave of fear. The cultural significance of the name "Nagri" permeated every aspect of their lives. To say they believed in it would be an understatement; to say they did not believe would be misleading, for when events occurred, they would still find themselves believing.

"How can this be a joke?" Komoro said sternly, "Dax did not heed the taboos and shot the messenger of the great Negri, provoking the plague. If I had not prayed to Negri in time, seeking forgiveness, the plague would have already spread in the village!"

At this thought, Wang Yuan looked at the man who was clenching his fists

However, the messenger from Negri cannot be false. This matter must be treated with caution. After pondering for a while, the village chief said: "How about this, we will hold a meeting shortly to discuss it. Would you and the two esteemed divine envoys also come over?"

But now it is different; standing behind him is the great Negri. Thinking of Negri's various wonders, Komoro straightened his back and respectfully shouted, "Evidence, may the two divine envoys please come forward"

"It's not too bad." Wang Yuan stood at a distance, observing the performance of Comoros with a critical eye. He then controlled two crows to fly over from the branches, circling above them, their pitch-black eyes fixed on the villagers.

Wang Yuan shook his head, noting that Comoros was still too young and easily deceived. Once they obediently brought the crows to that so-called meeting, their momentum would instantly dissipate. Even if the existence of Naigeli were true, Comoros would be thoroughly consumed. By that time, the power they would obtain would be minimal, at most helping to raise a few crows, and the possibility of making sacrifices would be virtually impossible

Thus, Wang Yuan took action, and several mouse-like creatures charged out directly. Their skin was decayed, exposing flesh and blood, emitting unpleasant shrieks as they rushed towards the old village chief. Komoro suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body and fell to the ground.

Then several mice jumped directly onto the old village chief, gnawing at him incessantly. With his frail and aged body, he collapsed to the ground, emitting cries of agony. Despite his high status and authority, being the one who holds sway in this village, he was no different from an ordinary person in the face of such an attack, and even weaker than an ordinary person.

However, it is already sufficient. After establishing this authority, it is likely that there will be few people in the village who dare to oppose me, except for that Jacques

This ... ... '' Comoros was momentarily taken aback; after all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy. The village chief treated him so kindly that he could not think of any words to refute.

The people who were originally prepared to help suddenly stopped and kept their distance from the village chief and the girl who had been bitten

I understand, but such matters cannot be decided in an instant; we need to discuss it for a while. The village chief said with narrowed eyes, as his life experience allowed him to easily discern that there were certainly elements of exaggeration and deceit in Komoro's words

The effect has been initially achieved! Wang Yuan said with a smile, fortunately, he had prepared a backup plan. After being infected with the bacteria, those rats had no resistance to the transmission of Wang Yuan's consciousness information. Unlike crows, these are disposable items, and it is estimated that they will fall ill and die within half a day

"Comoros, why is it that you are the only one who has returned? What about Daks and the others?" Standing at the entrance of the village was a rather imposing man in his thirties. If he were in Wang Yuan's previous world, with his handsome features and strong muscles, this man would have captivated a large number of young girls.

Grandfather! Come quickly to help!" The girl beside him hurriedly tried to swat at the mice, but cried out in pain and withdrew her hand. There was a bright red wound on her hand, so she shouted to the people nearby.

Seeing the once formidable village chief die so tragically before him, Comoros came to a complete realization that, in the presence of the great Nage, any village chief is insignificant.

Comoros looked at Jacques, whose face was filled with anger, swallowed hard, and noted that the other party was tall and robust, towering over him by a head. If in the past, the other party had approached him with such fury, he would have probably been at a loss for words.

Enough, do not speak nonsense without evidence!" Jacques interrupted Komoro's narration, unable to accept the unclear death of his friend. He certainly would not believe in the so-called Negri.

"Everything I say is true. If we do not bow our heads to Negri and assist the great Negri in nurturing the messengers, then a plague will surely descend upon the village. I am only doing this for the good of the village; everything I say is true," Komoro said stubbornly

"Comoros, are you sure that what you are saying is true?" Suddenly, a voice rang out as an elderly man, leaning on a cane and with a serious expression on his face, approached with the support of a young girl.

Jacques also looked at the two crows, and he felt the gazes of the surrounding villagers. He had the intention to shoot down the two crows with his bow and arrow, but he was certain that if he made a move to draw the bow, someone would definitely come out to stop him

The followers of Negri were shot by the Darks, angering the great Negri. Originally, He intended to unleash a plague upon the village, leaving it barren and causing the people to perish in suffering. However, the great Negri spared us, but requires us to offer our foreheads and assist Him in nurturing new messengers

These two are the divine messengers of the great Naegleria. I have come to proclaim the edict they bring. Jacques, if you dare to obstruct, it is of no concern if you perish from the plague, but do not involve our village!