217: Chapter 217: Werewolf (18)

Qian Ye was watching with great interest when, suddenly, the scene shifted.

Corpses covered the ground, firelight was everywhere, and houses had collapsed.

Qian Ye looked at the corpses, and something flashed through her mind.

Those corpses included both werewolves and humans, scattered all over the ground.

Blood red was everywhere; the entire sky seemed to have been stained red, and the whole scene looked extremely oppressive.

"Master, is this... could this be the scene of Wu Village's massacre?"

Xiao Hua's voice was uncharacteristically low.

Qian Ye did not speak, continuing to stare at the screen.

The scene continued.

It was not over yet.

The howling of wolves continued.

Mixed in were the cries of humans.

The scene shifted once more.

A familiar stone wall.

Familiar handwriting.

Qian Ye watched the scene unfold.

The place that it shifted to was precisely the entrance of Wu Village.

A person lay there, covered in blood, crawling incessantly toward the stone block inscribed with "Wu Village."

"No, no, no..."

"Everything is a scam."

"It's all fake..."

The path he crawled was stained with blood.

The man seemed to feel nothing, continuing to move forward.

He kept muttering to himself.

It was unknown how long he crawled, but the man finally reached the location of the Wu Village stone block.

His wounded hand touched the two characters for "Wu Village."

"A scam."

"It's all an illusion."

"We, we were truly too naive."

Listening to the voice, it was identifiable as a man.

At this moment, lying on the stone block, the blood beneath him continued to flow endlessly.

"If, if... cough, cough..."

"My, my prophecy can still be accurate one more time..."

"Ho... cough, cough... hope it can be sealed, unable to appear within a hundred years."

"Hope..."

"Hope that after a hundred years, it can..."

"Can..."

The scene ended here, and the entire illusionary realm plunged into darkness.

"Ah, is that it?"

Ling Ling looked at the illusionary realm that had fallen into darkness, feeling annoyed.

Why didn't he finish what he was saying?

"Master, look quickly."

The villagers were seen dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No, not just the villagers.

The entire place was collapsing.

Qian Ye retracted Xiao Hua and Ling Ling, looking at everything around her.

"Giggle, giggle..."

"Hey, I didn't expect big sister to be able to wake up from the dream realm~"

A familiar voice.

It was Little Witch again!

"Tell me quickly, what did you see in the dream realm!"

Little Witch's tone carried an urgent attitude.

Seeing this, Qian Ye curled the corners of her lips.

"Heehee, guess~"

"Ah, what is it you want to hear?"

"Hmm, there's quite a lot of information; I really don't know which one to share first."

"Is it about the wizards..."

"Or the wolf clan?"

"Or perhaps..."

Qian Ye stared at Little Witch's expression; the more she spoke, the darker Little Witch's expression became.

"Tell me quickly!"

Hearing this content, Little Witch's entire face instantly turned purple, her eyes bloodshot, staring fixedly at Qian Ye.

"Tell—me—quickly."

Her gaze seemed to want to swallow Qian Ye whole.

The two, one big and one small, stood in a stalemate, neither moving.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"What happened?"

Hu Yuan patted his backside and stood up.

With a confused look, he wondered why he had been lying on the ground.

Wasn't he with the big boss...

Ah, right, where is the big boss?

"Big... big boss...?"

Qian Ye stared at him.

Hu Yuan looked at the familiar ancestral hall.

Ah, that's not right.

Wasn't the ancestral hall already collapsed?

And those werewolves!

Ah, right, what about those werewolves?

Hu Yuan subconsciously looked around; the ancestral hall had not changed, and the items on the altar had not changed either.