It was raining heavily again.
The hearts of the seven team members of Section Nine were covered with a layer of haze. The gods were angry. In this way, they began to believe that in this world, the gods really existed. Otherwise, why were the heavy rain and dark clouds only covering the Mountain of the Gods? Why were they trapped in the mountains unable to go up or down? Why would so many cottages suddenly appear?
On every cottage, the doors are closed. The rain slid down from the roofs, and the sky was dark. The so- called Holy Fire Town was like a dead town.
"Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain first," Henry said. The rain was too heavy, and the several Section Nine members had already had symptoms of a cold. If it went on like this, the fever could not be avoided.
They knocked on several doors one after another, but none of them were willing to open the doors for them. There was not even a single sound coming out of the doors. Other than the person they had just met, they had never seen anyone else.
In the darkness and under the heavy rain, it seemed to be a place where the dead lived.
"Your Majesty, look over there." A trembling member of the squad pointed in front of him.
They walked through all the thatched cottages. On the mountain wall, they saw the stone statue. And the big stone which had the mark on was also there, half-buried in the earth.
This stone statue was like a nightmare, invading their souls and making them feel fear.
At the foot of the stone statue was the lighter that Gardiner smashed before.
Everyone's moods were exceptionally heavy. They had never thought that they would hate a stone statue so much.
Gardiner, who had been anxious in his heart, jumped up and kicked at the stone statue's head.
"Boss, we can't do that." A member of the Section Nine quickly stood in front of Gardiner and said, "Boss, this statue is the endorsement of the gods. We can't destroy it. Once we anger the gods, we will all die here."
"D*mn the gods!" Gardiner cursed. "A bunch of tricks."
"It's definitely not just playing tricks, Boss." The timid female member shivered. "It's definitely a deity. We've angered the deity this time, and the deity is punishing us. We must not show any disrespect to the deity."
"Your Majesty, what do you think? Should we follow the instructions of the gods?"
"Let's talk about it later." Henry leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes. "Let's talk about it in the dawn."
Since Henry said this, no one said anything more. Yes, everything would be decided when it was dawn. This sentence was often said by the people of Yan Xia. Whenever something happened, they would talk about it in the dawn.
Tonight, everyone, both physically and mentally, was extremely tired. When they relaxed, the tiredness soon swept over. Everyone leaned on the mountain wall, listening to the sound of the rain outside, and fell asleep.
The next day, Henry was woken up by a noise. He opened his eyes and saw that there was a crowd in front of him. A group of people in linen clothes with hoes and rakes in their hands surrounded him and others, talking something or some words that even Henry couldn't understand.
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