Chapter 61 60. First Ritual Experience
The night breeze is cool
The bright moonlight sprinkled the barren grass, and the breeze drove the barren grass up and down.
The mountains in the distance are like black shadows.
Not long after He Boqiang left the barren grassland, the three evil spirits chased him.
They saw the ghost whose head had been cut off lying in a pool of purple blood, and immediately began to trace the surrounding traces. They didn't even pay attention to the corpse of the ghost, but checked the traces on the wound in a hurry, and then quickly followed He Boqiang The traces left behind were chased non-stop.
These three evil spirits are more than three meters tall, covered with black magic patterns all over their bodies, and their hideous ghost heads are bulging on the grave.
Although they haven't reached the strength of the long-horned demon, they are still on the verge of advancement.
The strength of this kind of evil spirit is comparable to that of a level 1 rank-1 knight, and even if they meet in the wild, they will have a slight upper hand with their physical advantages.
The group of evil spirits found traces of a human warrior in this barren grassland while patrolling in the Gandael Mountains.
The valley between the valleys is full of weeds. It is not easy to search for a human warrior in such a large piece of wild grass. Five evil spirits got into the wild grass and acted separately.
Seeing that the weakest ghost in the team was decapitated by the enemy, a blood hole was pierced in his forehead, and the magic core in his head was taken away by human soldiers, the three ghosts were furious. He Boqiang chased after him all the way in the direction where He Boqiang fled.
He Boqiang could feel that the danger was slowly approaching with his keen intuition, so he ran as fast as possible to the opposite hillside.
There is a dense red pine forest on the uphill several hundred meters ahead. He thought that as long as he got into the dense forest, it would probably be safer than this piece of barren grass.
Unexpectedly, I planned to take a shortcut to rush back to the camp of the 57th Regiment, but I deviated a little in the direction in the mountains, not to mention not finding the river valley, and actually encountered evil spirits on the way.
Suldak also said that the encounter between the ghost scout team and the human patrol team in the wild is basically a situation of endless death.
Usually, as soon as the soldiers of the infantry regiment find the evil spirits, they will hide away as soon as possible.
The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. The most important thing for the patrol team is to bring this information to the regiment, so if you can avoid the battle, you must avoid it as much as possible.
Once it cannot be avoided, traps should be set in advance, and suspicious formations should be arranged to trap and kill them.
He Boqiang looked down at the penetrating wound on his left arm, and his heart was filled with bitterness.
The inside of the lungs seemed to be on fire, and every time I breathed, the wound on the chest pierced by the sharp thorn would produce a burst of pain.
He Boqiang hid in the weeds with his waist down. Through the moonlight, he clearly saw the three evil spirits chasing him in the grass hundreds of meters behind him. Two-thirds of their tall bodies were exposed. Outside, it is particularly eye-catching under the snowy moonlight.
Watching them stride and run in the grass, He Boqiang knew that if he kept running like this, even if his intestines were broken, he would not be able to run against these evil spirits.
He stopped, deliberately trampled down some dead grass on the edge of the wild grass, and threw the iron square shield in his hand that was about to fall apart outside the grass, making an illusion that he had entered the dense forest, and then he poked his waist Walking back tens of meters along the escape route, he deliberately trampled down as much grass as possible on this road to create a clear escape route.
However, he got into a field of night-strike vanilla, and he took every step carefully, trying not to step on these vanilla leaves.
This vanilla leaf is not too tall, even if there are other weeds around, he wants to cover himself with these grass leaves, almost crawling among the vanilla bushes.
Hearing a thin and rustling sound in the distance, it should be that some tough thorny grass and vines were torn off, and then there were clear footsteps, and the figure of an evil ghost was so tall under the moonlight.
He Boqiang was lying quietly in the night attack vanilla bush more than 20 meters away. He didn't even dare to raise his head, for fear that his gaze would alert the evil spirit.
The evil spirit stopped not too far away at this time, and he kept scanning his surroundings.
He was about to walk towards He Boqiang's hiding place, but found that there were traces of lodging in the grass not far away. He ran over quickly and found that these traces were very new, and quickly called out in a low voice behind him.
Immediately, two evil spirits rushed over from behind, and the three evil spirits chased towards the dark dense forest on the other side of the hillside along the traces laid by He Boqiang.
At this time, He Boqiang reluctantly got up from the grass, gritted his teeth, and walked along the path to the depths of the wild grass.
When he found a follower behind him, he knew that he didn't have enough energy and good condition. Even if he fled into the dense forest, he couldn't escape the pursuit of those evil spirits.
He managed to avoid the evil spirits by setting up a suspicious formation, not because he wanted to escape back to the aboriginal village.
In that case, it is no surprise that it will bring disaster to the indigenous village hidden in the canyon.
He Boqiang ran all the way back to the place where the evil spirit was killed. Unsurprisingly, the evil spirit's body was still lying on the grass, and no evil spirit collected it.
He picked up the head of the evil spirit from the ground, and then found a dense grass and got into it.
He Boqiang quickly opened up an open space in the wild grass, and then took out four pottery bowls from his luggage.
Two of the four pottery bowls were broken in the fight with the evil spirit just now, and He Boqiang couldn't care less now, so he took some gray stone powder from his backpack and put them into the four pottery bowls respectively.
Although two pottery bowls were broken, He Boqiang also put limestone powder on the two pottery bowl fragments.
Then he placed the four pottery bowls in the four corners of the open space, and lit the gray stone powder in the pottery bowls, and suddenly a handful of faint blue flames burst out of the pottery bowls.
Standing in the middle of the open space, he thought for a while and worried about the failure of the ceremony, and drew some symbols under his feet. After doing these, he stopped. He sat down cross-legged, chanting some jerky native mantras, and kept raising his hands swaying.
As the spell ended, a faint beam of light suddenly descended from the top of his head, and a phantom of a demon **** appeared in front of He Boqiang. This phantom looked almost the same as his own 'potential'.
The only difference is that the two pairs of eyes of this phantom seem to contain a trace of majesty.
He Boqiang followed the steps entrusted to him by the great wizard Inoyatila, and placed the head of the evil spirit beside him in front of the phantom of the demon god. The head of the evil spirit burned slowly in the sound of He Boqiang's spell, and followed The flame gradually extinguished, and the head of the evil spirit completely disappeared before He Boqiang's eyes.
Demon God Phantom stood in front of He Boqiang, turned around with a smiling face, and a blessing power poured into He Boqiang's body like sweet spring water...
(end of this chapter)