In the following days, similar things happened in several different taverns, and these taverns were distributed in several different towns at the junction of the aristocratic and merchant factions.

With the word of mouth among adventurers, the news spread quickly, and the more it spread, the more bizarre it became.

This is the rumor. It starts with "Zhang San buying a tiger painting", and it will soon become "Zhang San killed a tiger", or "Zhang San was eaten by a tiger" - ordinary things will probably be spread bizarrely; peaceful things will probably be spread bizarrely.

So, what if it was a dangerous and terrifying thing?

Anyway, in just a few days, the panic atmosphere spread across the long border, and a large number of cautious adventurers left one after another, and those who were left or came were brave or reckless and ambitious adventurers. The civilians could not leave, so they could only be more careful. Many people would have their doors locked during the day. As for those villages, they simply organized militia patrols and patrolled day and night, hoping to stop the crazy and dangerous cultists in this way and protect their safety.

But these practices did not work much. About ten days later, another cult sacrifice occurred.

This time the quarrel was even more serious than the previous times, because the cultists almost completed the entire sacrifice this time. If a ranger who believed in the God of Justice had not come quickly, the demon who received the sacrifice and even half of his claws had reached out the summoning door.

Fortunately, the ranger was very capable, and his pearl arrows were as fast as lightning. He shot through the four nodes of the sacrifice array in one breath, making the summoning gate unable to complete it. Even if the demon roared, he could not really rush over. Instead, he lost a claw under the besiege of the priests of the God of Law Church who arrived later. I don’t know whether it would be a profit or a loss for it.

The news this time should have been kept confidential, but for some reason, it spread again soon. Many adventurers rushed to the village and saw the traces of the demon's summoning with their own eyes.

Although the priests of the Church of God of Law have completely eliminated the breath of the abyss, the traces of sulfur left by the summoning of the devil and the blood left by the killings in the village all tell people how terrible things have happened here.

Especially in the small square in the middle of the village, the large area of ​​ground that was covered with brand new soil, which still had a smell of blood, was even more creepy.

Some adventurers who were not so bold left quietly, and they found that they were not so brave and had no confidence in themselves. Faced with the terrorist cult organization that easily destroyed the entire village, they thought it would be better not to fight against such a guy.

To make money, you can make money anywhere, there is no need to joke about your own life.

Other people with strange ideas gathered over, and they felt that maybe this was a good opportunity.

Although the demon is terrifying, it is really beneficial to sacrifice to the demon.

Unlike these adventurers, the lords, sheriffs and the church of kind gods everywhere felt a little overwhelmed. They had already put in twelve points to work hard to track down the whereabouts of the mysterious cult, but they could not even find more valuable clues.

The weird cult organization seemed to have wings and disappeared, and even the most powerful ranger could not track them.

Every time they retreat, they had clear footprints, horseshoe marks and rut marks left. But all these marks often suddenly disappeared about one or two miles away after leaving the village, and even the smell disappeared. It was like - this group of people really flew away.

However, even if a person can fly away, the horse cannot fly away. Even if a horse can fly away with wings, it will not be possible that the entire carriage will fly away with wings!

The reward order quickly filled every town, and the amount of rewards continued to increase. In contrast, the atmosphere became increasingly tense. All soldiers held weapons tightly all day long, and adventurers were equally nervous and careful, and they would draw their swords to face each other when they had disagreements.

Some wise lords and sheriffs began to worry, knowing that the situation would not be good if this continued. Over time, it would likely cause large-scale panic and even a wave of refugees, and could also cause fierce surprises.

But... they can't catch the group of weird cultists, and they can do nothing.

The news gradually spread more and more widely, and finally even reached the ears of the exploration team sleeping in the wilderness of the northern part of the Gold Coin Federation.

"Have you heard that? Something happened in the south!" During lunch, Ferra said mysteriously to Hops, "It's very scary!"

Hops chewed the carrot, looked at him with some confusion, and asked vaguely: "Are you fighting?"

"It's much more terrifying than fighting!"

"More terrifying than fighting? Just joking."

"How could you joke!" Ferra looked around and lowered her voice, saying, "On the border between the merchants and the nobles, there are cult organizations that are doing sacrifices, and they have been doing it several times!"

Hops was stunned for a moment, hurriedly ate the carrots in a few bites, took another big sip of the soup to calm down, and then asked about it.

In fact, Ferra was not very clear about the specific situation. He just got news during a chat with the crew member who was transporting vegetables. But in front of his friends, he certainly would not say things like "I don't know either", but instead worked hard to make up for it with his imagination and told things with a nose and eyes.

Although many of his statements are quite bizarre, if compared with the facts, the deviation is actually not too great. Because the team guy who told him about this was outrageous, Ferra certainly could not accept the statement "Summoned a terrifying demon, whose head is as big as a mountain, with poisonous smoke and flames sprayed out from his nose, and countless poisonous insects flew out from his mouth. Hundreds of knights and paladins joined forces to drive it back to the abyss" - although he was not strong, he was not an ignorant villager after all. The result was that the negative was positive, which was closer to reality.

Because of this reason, what he said was more realistic. When Hops went back to talk to Ruby, the old man Ruby thought about it, and felt that it seemed that maybe... it was really a bit possible.

So Ruby was a little worried and specially asked the adventurers who were transporting them to caravans to carry them to and asked carefully.

After asking clearly, he finally felt relieved.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with us." After returning, he said to Hops with relief. "The act of cult sacrifices is concentrated on the border between the two forces, and there is no momentum to spread northward. We can now be at the northernmost point of the merchant's forces, those cultists cannot get through."

Hops breathed a sigh of relief, but was not relieved, but asked with some concern: "So... have those cultists been captured? Have their organization been destroyed?"

"not yet."

"I always feel terrible..."
Chapter completed!