Two half-elf druids walked in with a swaying sway, but looking at the bloodshots on their mouths, Roger really didn't want to guess what they ate.:3w.。

After all, even thorny mice can eat raw animals, and the recipes are definitely not something that normal people can imagine.

After a cold glance at Roger and others, the two half-elf druids sat down and started chatting.

These two strange druids did not take Roger and others seriously at all. In addition to the reason why Roger and others were tied firmly with hemp ropes, their own strong strength is also a very important factor.

The two half-elf druids are both above level 10. One is level 13 and the other is level 12. They have both entered the ranks of high-level strong men. Even in the entire elf leader, these two druids can be regarded as strong men.

At least Roger and others, who had not yet reached level 10, were unable to pose an effective threat to them, so both of them were very relaxed, so they did not notice any strange things about Roger and others.

The half-elf on the right is younger, with a pale face and no beard-faced face with a hint of silence. The half-elf on the left looks older, with a tight face that makes people know at a glance that he is not a small character.

The two half-elf druids were faintly carrying an evil aura, especially when they laughed loudly, the extremely sharp canine teeth made Roger, who had been squinting his eyes and observing them.

These two half-elf druids have fallen to a very high degree. To put it simply, they are deeply poisoned and hopeless.

This made Roger, who was thinking about various escape plans, feel even heavier in his heart.

The demons who disguised themselves as druids had already given him a headache. In addition, these depraved druids wanted to escape from here. It was indeed as difficult as climbing to heaven.

However, no matter how difficult it is, you have to find a way. Could it be that you have to sit and wait for death?

After complaining about himself, Roger began to think closed his eyes.

The only external force that can be expected now is Hawk who escapes smoothly. I don’t know if Hawk’s request for help goes well. Even if everything goes well, it is still a question whether the Rangers can arrive before the ceremony begins.

After curling his lips, Roger remembered the "life mark" that the guards now call. Who left this strange mark? Roger really has no impression of it, but the one who is most likely to do this is obviously the Great Elder. However, without magic, Roger, who could not even achieve natural transformation, naturally could not remove the mark himself...

Wait a minute, I want to remove this magic mark. It seems that there is another way to do it?

Roger's heart suddenly moved, and then he quietly looked at the two guards again. Seeing that the two guards were having fun chatting, he was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, but secretly began to mobilize the "natural power" stored in the system.

To remove the magic mark, in addition to using magic to eliminate it, violent breaking is also a means. Although Roger has no magic power now, the "natural power" stored in the system can actually be barely replaced by magic to "rinse" the life mark.

Moreover, Roger is a druid. Even if there is more natural aura brought by the leakage of natural power on his body, it will not be easily seen through by the guards.

This is true, until Roger carefully removed the mark of life. The two guards continued to chat without realizing it.

Everything you need to do, and the rest is just waiting.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. Then he collapsed softly on the ground, and his stomach immediately made a series of sounds.

"Gululu..."

It seemed as if a certain switch was pressed, and the belly of the other friends also rang one by one, especially those like Elsa and Little Locke who had not eaten for a whole day, their belly was even louder and louder.

Aisha's face made her blush.

However, after hearing these sounds, the two guards just glanced at the children lying all over the floor indifferently, and continued to chat with calm expressions, without any intention of giving them anything to eat.

None of the friends who were so hungry that they were begging for food.

In fact, the hungry children did ask the guards for dinner. However, the guards just randomly caught two living thorn mice and threw them in front of the children.

Looking at the living thorny mouse, no child could speak.

After the two thorn mice slipped away by themselves, no child was yelling that he was hungry.

Resisting the hunger, Roger closed his eyes and rested. He silently waited for the opportunity to escape.

The time of sorrow and pain always seemed particularly long. Roger, who was struggling with hunger, did not wait for the arrival of Hawke and the Great Elder, but ushered in the beginning of the ceremony.

"Roar! Roar! Hey Roar! Hey Roar hey Roar!"

"Huha!"

"Roar! Roar! Hey Roar..."

Looking at the night outside the window and listening to the strange shouts coming from afar, Roger slowly opened his eyes and sighed in a low voice.

What should come, it's still here.

"It's almost time! Second brother! Take all these people to the altar!" The tight-skinned half-elf druid shouted at the other druid, then took the lead and walked out the door with the two children in one hand.

Unfortunately, among the four children he was carrying, there was Xiao Locke, who had no combat ability.

Now, Garon suddenly became anxious: "Catch me! Look! I'm bigger! I have a lot of meat! I should catch me even if I catch it!"

"Idiot, are you rushing to die?" The half-elf druid, known as the "second", curled his lips disdainfully: "You are so damn good, of course you have to put it in the last one."

As he said that, the "second son" grabbed two people with one hand and walked out with a swagger.

"Don't be impulsive!" Seeing that Gallon was about to break free from the ropes, Roger hurriedly dissuaded: "It's not the time. When we arrive at the scene, we will escape together!"

"Does we really have any help?" Garon asked with a bitter face.

"Who knows?" Roger said with a wry smile, "but I know that if even we give up hope, it will be really helpless. Believe me, even if I want to die, I will die before you."

"Don't say something discouraged." Garon raised his eyebrows at Roger: "It's not time to die! There will definitely be a solution!"

"Yes." Roger nodded, "Do you want to pray to the goddess?"

"Eh?" Gallon was suddenly stunned. " Speaking of goddess, brother, aren't you a son of nature? Just ask the goddess to come and save us!"

"Ha?" Roger was embarrassed: "To be honest, I really haven't contacted the goddess on my own initiative. Let's try it later."

"Yeah! It's up to you!" Gallon's eyes suddenly shined.

In a crisis, even if it is just a life-saving straw, the drowning person will definitely hold it in his hands without hesitation.

Looking at Gallon's shiny eyes, Roger was really embarrassed to say that he was not sure at all.

Before Roger and Gallon could continue talking, the two guards had already returned. Then Roger and Gallon were taken out of the hut by the "second son" together.

Although it was uncomfortable to be carried by someone, Roger quickly glanced around.

The most conspicuous thing that comes to your eyes is the high altar. In the center of the altar, a statue of a somewhat strange natural goddess stands there.

Roger could see what the devils were doing.

What exactly the gods look like is actually a very embarrassing question for the priests. The reason is actually very simple. Except for the original statue of the god perfectly reproduced the image of the god under the influence of divine power, the other statues were carved by craftsmen.

The original statue of the gods will naturally be kept at the headquarters of every church. This statue of the gods can often be seen only by the top leaders of the church. It is difficult for ordinary believers to see the face of the true God.

Due to the level of craftsmen, the other statues are naturally more or less obvious from the original statues. Over time, which statue is closer to the true god is a very embarrassing question for the priests, because these ordinary priests often do not know which statue is closer to the true body of the god.

The further away from the center of the church is the temple, the more different the statues in it are from the real statues.

The devils are exploiting this loophole.

Roger was sure that this statue, which was skewed by the Goddess of Nature, was definitely tampered with these demons!

Around this statue, many half-elf druids lit thirteen bonfires. At this moment, the fallen people were dancing strange dances holding hands.

With just a rough sweep, Roger was sure that there were at least hundreds of fallen druids around him. The roar that Roger heard was roared by the dancers.

After throwing Roger, Gallon and others onto the altar, the two guards walked directly to a bonfire closest to the altar, and shouted with the other fallen people.

Roger, who struggled to sit up, then looked at the figures around the altar.

Leading by a "druid" directly in front of the altar, a total of eight "druid" elders were looking at everything in front of them with a smile. The "druid" elders were not wearing the common deer antler helmets, but the goat-like helmets!

Are there eight?

Feeling the powerful aura of these eight "druid" elders, Roger's face became very ugly. Although the leading "druid" elder is only at the top of the top level, for Roger and others who have no magic power, these eight "druid" elders are already invincible enemies.

At this time, Roger noticed that on both sides of the altar, there were two goat-like statues placed. Roger could feel the rich aura of evil contained in these two statues. And with the celebration of the druids, the aura of evil on the two statues became stronger and stronger.

In the end, the strong evil aura was so strong that it made the friends on the altar feel a little uncomfortable.

Noting that the "sacrificial" on the altar became very ugly, the "druid" elder with a particularly huge goat head on his head stretched out his hands, and the druid fallen people quickly calmed down.

"Today, it's the annual sacrificial day again. Are you happy with my lambs of Yangming Sect?" "Druid" the elder, no, the elder of Yangming Sect spoke slowly, his voice seemed quite low and full of magnetic, as if it had magic.

"Yes! Great Elder!" The druids of Yangming Sect's cult cheered in unison.

No! This guy is using spells that charm the mind!

Roger suddenly woke up and then quietly woke up his friends.

"Nature is primitive! It is wildness! It is the struggle between blood and violence!..." The elder of Yangming Sect raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Now the druids have gradually deviated from the true way of nature! They are constantly becoming vassals of the elves! This is wrong! Only those who are in control of the truth are right now! So! Let us pray to the great goddess of nature, wildness and primitive goddess!"

"Huha!"

The druids and fallen men shouted neatly, then they knelt down one by one and prayed devoutly.

The elder of Yangming Sect nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and looked at the "sacrificials". By chance, he stretched out his hand at Aisha.

"Don't think about it!" Roger, who had been guarding against him, broke the rope and blocked Aisha's face.

Looking at Roger who was in a fighting posture and the "sacrificial gifts" who kept breaking away from the ropes, the elder of Yangming Sect couldn't help but shake his head, and a strange green beam of light instantly shot straight to Roger.

The green beam just fell on Roger's body and suddenly broke off. Roger also felt that the magic power that had just recovered a little bit was pulled away by the beam in an instant.

"Does it be magic sucking?" Roger gritted his teeth, his face as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Confirm that Roger has no magic or fighting spirit at all, the elder of Yangming Sect smiled disdainfully: "It's such a meaningless struggle. Do you have any last words?"

"You are wrong! Naturally, not barbaric! Naturally, the goddess of nature is not a barbaric goddess! Naturally, it is the sky, the earth, the ocean, and all animals and plants! Everything in this world belongs to nature!" Roger shouted loudly while communicating with the system in his heart, releasing all the stored natural power.

Goddess of nature, help me!

Roger shouted in his heart.
To be continued...