It All Starts with the Wizard

"Gah! Gah! Gah!"

The dark crows howled and hovered over Loviisa, and the hoarse and unpleasant screams caused the people on the ground to look up and look for the source of the sound, but only a black spot was vaguely seen.

The cry passed over the church, passed the aristocratic mansion, passed the entire outer city of Loviisa.

In a butcher shop on the east side of the outer city, a meaty butcher was chewing vigorously with a piece of dried meat in his mouth, the developed masseter muscles almost jumping out of his cheek.

The butcher looked at the direction of the church with an unhappy expression. Although he was the only butcher shop in this area, people ran to the church to watch because of the sacrifices, which caused his business today to be extremely bleak.

"Huh! Mad, what's so beautiful, can Suma give you a piece of fat and thin top-quality steak? Rather than kneeling there and praying stupidly, it's better to earn more money and have a good meal. A bunch of idiots!"

The butcher hummed coldly, grabbed the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and cut a piece of meat in half neatly. Just as the butcher was about to pack up and close in advance, the unpleasant crows suddenly reached his ears.

The butcher was cleaning up the cutting board stiffly. The meat chop in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, but the butcher did not respond to it. He turned around blankly and picked up the greasy one again. The kitchen knife walked into the back room step by step.

"Huh!"

The secret door of a compartment was slammed open. Behind the door was a winding staircase. The butcher grabbed the oil lamp hanging on the side and walked slowly down.

The oil lamp reflected the butcher's figure in the narrow and dark tunnel, and the sound of the butcher's heavy footsteps was strange and inexplicable.

After walking down for a while, a whining cry suddenly came from the bottom of the stairs. This cry was also mixed with a lot of painful moans, faintly, there seemed to be the sound of chains shaking.

The butcher seemed to have known this for a long time. He speeded up a bit and walked down the stairs. The moment he heard the butcher's footsteps, the sound below disappeared at the same time, but if you listen carefully, there is still an uncontrollable low. There was a whimper.

Finally, the butcher reached the bottom of the stairs, the underground space was very spacious, and a swaying oil lamp hung on the roof, barely illuminating the basement.

I saw a huge square table in the middle of the room with a chopping board on it. The chopping board was covered with oil stains and knife marks. On the left side of the square table was hung a variety of tools, some of which seemed to be bone cutters commonly used in slaughter. And tick knives, and some are more like cruel instruments of torture.

On the innermost side of the room was a shabby curtain, and those whimpering sounds came from behind the curtain.

The butcher didn't stay longer. He bypassed the square table and walked straight to the curtain. Then he opened the curtain. A panicked whimper was heard, but then he was forced down because of fear.

I saw a row of humans with red fruits hanging behind the curtain. There were seven human beings. They were male and female, and their bodies were washed clean with water, but these people looked very miserable.

Some people lost their arms, some lost their eyes, and some even had a hastily stitched wound on their abdomen, and some internal organs were missing.

The butcher didn't observe their meat quality or taste their blood as usual. This time he directly pulled the iron chain that held a few people, pulling them to the deepest part of the room.

After opening a concealed iron door, the butcher led the seven people into a dark room. As the oil lamp was lit, the people could see the scene clearly inside the room.

I saw an empty space in the room, with nothing but the walls, but on the floor of the room, there was a circular pattern that they couldn't understand at all.

This pattern is full of dazzling complex symbols and lines, but it has an indescribable special beauty.

At first glance, it looks messy, like a graffiti when a child is bored, but when you look closely, you find that every line and rune that makes up the pattern is connected to each other, and there seems to be a subtle connection.

The butcher dragged the seven people into the middle of the pattern, made them stand in a row, and then showed an ugly smile at them. Before the seven could understand what was going on, they saw the butcher's hand on his waist. A sharp butcher knife flashed past the seven people's necks.

"Shit!"

The necks of the seven were cut through a huge gap at the same time, and even a thin layer of flesh was left connecting their bodies and heads.

There was a trace of confusion in their eyes, and then the expression in them quickly dimmed, and the heads that had lost support leaned back and hung softly on their backs.

A large amount of scarlet blood spewed out from the fracture of the neck, and instantly dyed the entire room red. After all this was done, the butcher inserted the butcher knife back into the back waist, and then turned and walked out of the room regardless of the corpses of several people.

As the door was closed, the room plunged into darkness again, only the gurgling blood was still flowing.

Suddenly, there was a faint red light in the room, and then the whole room was covered with a layer of red light. Under the red light, the blood on the ground was flowing along the lines of the pattern.

Then the whole pattern seemed to be alive, and it began to twist continuously, and some strange noises faintly came from under the pattern~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Something seemed to be hitting the ground.

On the south side of the outer city,

In the home of a small well-known businessman, the businessman was taking advantage of his wife to attend the ceremony, and he couldn't wait to start a tryst with his lover.

The woman put her arms around his neck, and the two kissed passionately. Suddenly, the hoarse crows rang, which frightened the woman. She patted her plump breasts, frowned and looked out the window, a little dissatisfied. :

"Oh, I hate it, this **** crow scared people, my dear, why are they afraid? If you don't believe me, people's hearts are still thumping and thumping."

After speaking, the woman took the businessman's hand and pressed it on her soft chest, but then the woman felt something was wrong, and the man's hand was placed on her chest like a piece of wood, without a trace of movement.

The woman raised her head strangely, but stared at her with a pair of numb and sluggish eyes. The gaze looked at her as if she was looking at a dead person, making the woman shudder instantly.

She screamed, and she was about to retreat subconsciously, but the man violently reached out and pinched her neck, watching the woman gradually lose her breath in such a calm manner.

Then the man dragged the woman's body to a closed cellar, and saw the same weird pattern painted on the cellar floor.

The man threw the corpse into the center of the pattern, then took a crowbar from the wall, and then a stick plunged into the woman's throat, and then another **** in her chest.

Seeing the blood pouring out, the man didn't show any expression. He held the crowbar and turned it around so that the tip was aimed at his throat, and he pierced it without hesitation.

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