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"I slept well."

Thor put away the sword in his hand and smiled at Athir who was walking beside him: "It's just that Suolana started crying again last night, which gave me a headache."

In response to his words, Athir smiled and said, "Isn't this normal?"

Hearing this, Thor also smiled, stood beside Athir, and said nothing.

They walked out from where they were. On the way, looking at Athir beside him, Thor hesitated for a while, then said, "Lord Athir, did you hear any noise last night?"

"sound?"

Atier was stunned for a moment, but then he quickly reacted and understood what the other party meant.

The miserable howl last night was not only heard by Athir, but probably by Thor in front of him as well.

Considering the powerful mental power brought by the other party's blood, it is not impossible for him to feel the fluctuation of that mental power, but his feeling is definitely not as intuitive as Athir's, and he can't understand the essence of that sound.

These thoughts flashed through his mind instantly. On the surface, Athir did not directly respond to this question, but asked instead: "Did anything happen here today?"

"No."

Being changed by Athir, Thor did not ask any more questions, but began to answer Athir's questions seriously: "But I heard that there will be a party here tonight to welcome us."

Having said this, he paused, looked at Athir, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem here?"

"Not sure yet."

Athir shook his head, his face looking calm: "But, try to be careful."

"Lord Thor, Mr. Athir, you are awake." A loud voice sounded in the distance, instantly attracting the attention of both Thor and Athir.

On the other side of the path, there was a strong middle-aged man with a scar on his face standing there, looking at the two of them. It was Xier who had brought Athir and his party here.

He stood there, wearing a thin black suit. His hard face with scars looked a little tired, and he looked listless, like someone who had not woken up yet.

"Sir, you're here."

Looking at Xi'er in black in the distance, Sol smiled and greeted him, then asked curiously, "You look listless, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Maybe."

Xier shook his head, trying to make himself look more alert: "I had a nightmare last night. Maybe that's why I didn't get enough rest."

"What nightmare?"

Walking on the road, there were not many people around. Sol quickly walked to Xi'er's side and asked casually.

"I don't know. I can't remember some of them."

I don't know what he was thinking about, but Xier's face looked a little ferocious for a moment, and then quickly regained his composure. His whole face became a little stiff, as cold as a mask.

Thor didn't pay attention to these details. He just thought that the person in front of him was tired and didn't think much about it.

But behind them, Athir, who had remained silent since Xi'er arrived, saw everything clearly.

At that moment just now, a black aura clearly flashed across Xier's stiff face.

Behind him, Athir's face was calm, and a hint of silver began to appear in his deep eyes, making him look extremely eye-catching and beautiful.

This is the Eyes of the Moon Elf, one of the blood talents of the Moon Elf, which can see the flow of spirit and energy.

Normally, due to the effect of the emerald mark, most of Athir's blood power is suppressed, and it can only be restored when the seal is lifted or it is actively activated.

At this moment, under the gaze of the Moon Elf, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.

Beside Thor, Xil's figure was still there. He was following Thor and chatting with him.

But in the sight of the Moon Elf, the other party's appearance now became extremely terrifying.

His whole body was lifeless, and his face was as pale and blue as a corpse, with faint signs of decay.

The other person's eyes were filled with dullness and death, like a dead person, and the color of his pupils changed from black to scarlet.

And on the other party's body, there was a faint black gas emerging and floating away. The overall look was very scary, like a walking humanoid corpse, with a kind of weirdness.

Watching this scene silently, Athir's face was calm, as if he saw nothing, and he just looked at Thor beside him.

Thor's body was also shrouded in a black mist that was trapped inside his body and suppressed by another purple force, unable to erupt.

This is the curse on Thor, which is currently suppressed by the blood in his body and cannot erupt.

Observing this scene, Athir lowered his head slightly, and continued to focus his eyes on Xi'er, observing silently.

It was early morning, the sun began to rise slowly in the sky, and in the quiet village, some natives had already walked out, ready to start today's work.

In front of Athir, Thor didn't notice anything unusual about the person next to him, and he kept chatting with him while walking.

"Okay, just send it here."

After walking for a while, Xier stopped in front of a wooden house. He seemed to have recovered from his previous tiredness, and his speech became more and more natural, without any previous stiffness.

And this is also the case in Athir's eyes.

After such a short while, Jingjing saw that the other person's appearance had changed a lot. Although his face was still pale, like a corpse, his scarlet eyes had become normal, and even the rolling black aura on his body was shrinking.

With these changes, the other person seemed to be more and more energetic on the surface, his tone of voice and facial expressions became more natural, and overall he began to recover to be a normal person.

Seeing all this, Athir didn't say anything. He just looked at the other person deeply before leaving, and then followed Thor in front of him into the house.

After walking a few steps forward, Thor pushed open the door of the wooden house with a creaking sound, revealing the scene inside.

Behind the wooden door is a very spacious hall. In the hall, there are long wooden tables with some food on them.

At this time, there were already several people sitting in the hall, and they seemed to be having breakfast.

Among them, there was one person who caught Athir's attention.

He was a little boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in black. He looked very cute, but the expression on his face seemed a little stiff, as if he was a little shy.

However, in Athir's eyes, there was something abnormal about this little boy.

Similar to Xi'er before, in Athir's sight, the little boy's face was equally pale, and his eyes were surprisingly scarlet, revealing a sense of death.

"What's wrong?" Thor's voice came from in front of him.

Sitting opposite Athir, Thor looked at Athir with some confusion.

"Don't you think there are too many people wearing black here?"

Turning his gaze to Thor, Athir said something casually, then lowered his head and enjoyed his breakfast.

"Black?"

Opposite Athir, listening to Athir's words, Thor's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he remembered something important.

"Indeed...Since yesterday, there have been too many people wearing black in this village."

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he looked at the other people in the hall.

In the hall in front of him, there were five people sitting here, three of them were wearing black clothes.

"Maybe it's a coincidence..."

After observing silently for a while, Thor frowned and thought, unable to think of any problem.

Here, they quickly finished their breakfast and left, returning to their room.

Because it was rare to run into former tribesmen, and because Elder Mikedo had urged them to stay, they had originally planned to leave early the next morning, so they stayed here that night.

Soon, at night, when the sky gradually darkened, a bonfire began to rise in the center of the village.

Bonfires began to light up all around, and on a high stage, several indigenous girls were dancing a strange dance.

However, when Thor and Yana walked out of the room, they were stunned.

In the center of the village, everyone in the village had come out to participate in this grand party.

However, except for the natives, the Crassus people were dressed in uniform, including the elder Michael, most of them wore black.

Seeing this, Athir's words during the day came to his mind again, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, making Thor frown.

"What's wrong?" Yana's gentle voice sounded in my ears beside me.

She looked at the party in front of her, and didn't think as much as Thor did. She just held the child in her arms and smiled on her pale face: "Let's go and take a look."

"good."

After listening to her words, Thor hesitated for a while, then nodded and pulled Yana forward.

At this time, some people gathered in front, and there were noisy sounds everywhere, a mixture of children's laughter and adults' cheers. The warm atmosphere made Thor's uneasiness recede a little and become a little more stable.

After all, humans are social creatures. When we are in such a lively environment, we will naturally relax.

"Thor, don't you want to come over and take a look?" A loud voice sounded in the distance.

Thor looked up and saw Xier on another high platform, wearing a thin black suit and with a seemingly generous smile on his face, waving at him: "This is a party prepared for you!"

"Let's go and have a look."

Feeling the warm atmosphere in front of her, Yana smiled. Looking at Thor beside her, she said softly, "We haven't felt this way for several years."

Looking at Yana, Thor hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked straight forward.

As he was walking, he happened to see a young man in white clothes walking past him with a piece of barbecue in his hand. He suddenly thought and stopped the man: "Why are so many people wearing black clothes tonight?"

Looking at Thor in front of him, the young man in white also had a puzzled look on his face: "I also find it very strange. No one notified them, but the others came out one by one in black clothes as if they had made an appointment."

Looking at the young man, Thor asked a few more questions, but when he finally couldn't get anything out of him, he walked forward.

He walked towards Xier and the others, and soon started playing with them, as if he had returned to his youth, playing with his tribesmen.

On the other side, looking at the expressions of Thor and others, Yana held the child quietly with a smile on her face, as if she was thinking about the past.

"Why don't you go in together?"

An old voice suddenly came to my ear, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

Hearing the voice, Yana turned around and looked behind her, just in time to see an old man in a black robe standing there, his eyes fixed on the child in her arms.

"I don't have the strength to be the same as before."

Looking at the old man in front of her, Yana's face was calm, with no apparent emotional fluctuations: "You know, the curse on me is about to explode."

"But you, Elder Michael, why are you sitting here so late instead of accompanying others?"

She looked at the old man in front of her and asked, her words sounding calm.

"I just wanted to confirm something."

After taking a deep look at Yana, Michael's expression was as cold as ever: "Please come with me."

He said this and then walked to the side without attracting anyone's attention.

Behind him, listening to his words, Yana frowned subconsciously, feeling a little hesitant.

But while she was still hesitating, her body instinctively moved forward and followed Mikedo silently.

"How could that be? My body!!"

Feeling her body moving uncontrollably, Yana's heart suddenly became horrified: "Thor!"

She wanted to call out her husband's name, but found that she could no longer control her body. She couldn't even speak. She could only follow Michael stiffly and keep walking forward.

At this moment, in his body, the curse that had been controlled was erupting wildly, and even broke through the seal set by Athir and began to affect her body.

"Where do you want to take me?"

Looking at Michael in front of her, she shouted this sentence instinctively, which made her stunned.

"Don't worry, I don't completely control your actions. As long as it doesn't cause me trouble, you can say anything else." Mike's voice came from the front, but compared to the past, it was a little colder this time.

"As for where I want to take you, you will soon understand this question."

Standing in front of Yana, Michael raised his head silently and continued walking forward.

They walked forward, and soon a wooden building about seven or eight meters high appeared in front of them.

(End of this chapter)