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Chapter 268 The Price You Can't Pay

Chapter 268 The Price You Can't Pay (Two in One)

Solamus is still deepening his mastery of angelic grace.

And the best way is to comprehend the meaning of God.

Only when it conforms to God’s will can it contain the overflowing light of God.

For this reason, Soramus decided to go and see where the gods had walked.

Solamus, holding an oak staff, slowly ascended from the slopes of the volcano to the heights.

The mountain stands tall and majestic, standing on the extreme south side of the big country Tripoga. There is no snow on the mountain. From a distance, there are only gray-black basalt rocks and sparse trees. The surface of the rock is still slightly hot.

Around the volcano, there are continuous mountains, from which various rich and precious minerals are produced. The mountains spread around the volcano, and the magma is boiling hot in the red mountain pass.

The appearance of this volcano is strange, the crater and the foot of the mountain are obviously layered, as if surrounded by something.

The descended angel gazes at what surrounds the volcano.

It was a giant snake.

"This is... the volcano God has seen!"

Soramus said with emotion.

The angels had part of the god's memory, so she recognized the mountain, and the serpent that circled the volcano.

That giant snake is naturally not the giant snake that God once saw, but its offspring.

Once, God said:
"If someone builds a country here in the future... maybe he will perish in the sea of ​​fire."

And now,
Soramus saw a great nation standing.

Floating clouds, vicissitudes, the changes of the long years gradually take off the savage cloak of this world.

The river of time is too long, how many things are washed down and sink into the river bed, and then pass away, but only God always stands at the end of time.

The giant snake surrounded the foot of the volcano from head to tail, absorbing the warmth of the volcano. Its scales are the same as rocks, and its head hangs down, sleeping like an ancestor.

Due to its large body, this giant snake spends most of its life sleeping, and only in the year of mating will it leave the volcano.

And that's when the volcano erupts.

Feeling the passage of time, Soramus slowly climbed up the hill and came to the crater.

Layers of heat waves curled up her clothes.

Solamus jumped down, her feet planted on the hot lava as if on flat ground.

At the very center of the crater, a strange-shaped lava towered from the magma like a mushroom. Its surface was sunken, and there were giant red snake eggs in it.

There are eleven of these snake eggs, and each one is huge, like a small hill.

Solamus knew the reproductive habits of the Panthera serrata.

Don't look at the eleven snake eggs here, but the one that survives and is on the volcano will only be the strongest offspring among them.

After these giant python cubs emerge from their shells, they will fight each other due to hunger, and begin to devour each other in this giant lava cradle, thus determining the final winner.

And the old giant python will raise the victor, and after his death, let it devour his remnant body, and finally board this huge volcano.

After all, there is only one volcano here.

Soramus knew the fate among the group of pythons. She looked at the eggs, thought for a moment, and then slowly landed on the smallest egg.

Compared with its siblings, this snake egg is surprisingly small, only the size of a cow.

There is no doubt that once it breaks out of its shell, it is the best prey in the eyes of all snakes.

Soramus stretched out his hand and pressed it on the snake egg, reciting the old saying of "shrinking".

After the voice fell, the snake egg began to shrink extremely, from the size of a cow to the size of a baby. Its texture looked like a dragon egg from a distance.

Solamus slowly picked up the snake egg of the Panshan python, stepped into the radiance, left the volcano in an instant, and returned to his dwelling in the forest.

She began to take good care of this snake egg, just like keeping cats and dogs in captivity, and when it hatched, she could entertain herself.

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Carol looked at the empty water bag, her eyes were bloodshot.

The long-lost fear lightly strangled the steady woman's throat.

"Witch..."

Carol murmured.

The little daughter sleeping in her arms slowly opened her eyes in her sleep, and she was awakened by her mother's voice.

"Mother."

The little girl let out a hazy cry, and put her head on her mother's chest as a pillow.

Carol's eyes flicked, and then she gripped the back of the little girl's head.

This woman who works as a stable woman in the countryside has naturally heard many rumors about witches.

They have powerful magical powers, cast spells by reciting spells, turn those who offend her into animals and create phantoms that do not exist, they can poison to kill her enemies, and cast insidious curses.

And the most amazing thing is that witches... tend to "like" children.

The liking here has many meanings.

According to legend, witches will eat children, or use children to refine potions, perform evil rituals, or teach children witchcraft to make him the next wizard...

Carol recalled various stories about witches.

Since witches like children, and I... also want the potion in the hands of witches...

Then...

Carol subconsciously clenched the back of her little daughter's head, and she pressed against her chest.

Her breathing quickened.

"Mommy mommy…"

The little girl cried, and while she was half asleep, she muttered:

"Your heart hit me... jumped me."

Carol's face remained normal and she didn't let go.

As a rural woman, she lacked almost everything.

Lack of gold and silver, food, linen, clothing, livestock...

The fields at home can allow the family to live an ordinary life, but it is far from worrying about food and clothing.

And the only thing missing is children.

"I have six children..."

Carol murmured.

The youngest daughter in her arms is just five years old now, at the age of ignorance and ignorance, and the most important point is...

It's a girl, not a boy!
After the boy grows up to 12 years old, he can help the family with big jobs, such as plowing the fields, cutting firewood on the mountain...

Regardless of family affection, everyone knows that having a boy is a profitable thing for the family.

But girls are different...

Looking at the shriveled water bag, Carol had already made up her mind and made up her mind.

She's going to trade her little daughter...for a witch's potion...

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The next day.

Carol takes her little daughter into the forest.

Leaning against her mother, the girl panickedly looked at the dim forest in front of her.

"Mom, why do you..."

Before the girl could ask, she heard her mother's scolding.

"To shut up!"

The girl froze for a moment, her eyes were sore, she grabbed her mother's hand and held it even tighter.

Carol took her little daughter and walked quickly in the dense forest, her breathing was short of breath.

The impression of that day was too deep. She remembered that road and would never forget it.

Across the layers of tree branches, Carol was out of breath. Not long after, a thin layer of fog rose in the forest in front of her.

Carol had a premonition that she was getting closer to where the witch was.

The little girl's legs were sore, she looked at her mother, and cried:

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go."

Carol gave her a hard look.

The little girl was so frightened that she quickly shut her mouth tightly.

The time has come to noon unknowingly, Carol took the little daughter in her hand, and slowly walked through the fog.

Not long after, Carol saw the familiar lantern.

finally reached……

The girl had a premonition, she cried:

"Mom, don't go in, let's not go there!"

Carol ignored her and dragged her little daughter to the front of the lantern.

Wen Po cautiously called out:
"My dear lady..."

The voice has not fallen.

A gust of cold wind came from the direction of the tree house, hitting Carol with goosebumps all over her body.

"Carol."

Sen Leng's voice resounded in Wen Po's ears.

The latter's hair stood on end, and the girl beside her was frightened and fell to the ground.

"What did I say?"

The voice of questioning was accompanied by fear, hammering heavily on Carol's brain.

Wen Po knelt on the ground, she tremblingly defended:
"Honorable, honorable lady... I didn't mean to bother you..."

"I'm here... to offer you the most precious gift, to repay you, no, for the help you gave me!"

It was a wording that Carol had been thinking about for a long time.

Soramus stared at the steady woman, and by the grace of the angel, she had already seen through the woman's heart.

"My dear lady...how kind you are...I have nothing to repay, but to dedicate my daughter to you, let her be your eternal servant, and obey all your orders."

Carol said respectfully, and then pushed her daughter who had fallen to the ground forward.

The girl was so ignorant that she couldn't understand what her mother was saying.

Solamus sneered.

Holding the stick, she slowly walked out of the tree hole.

"So...you're going to give me your daughter?"

Carol pulled up her little daughter abruptly, and said loudly:
"Yes, ma'am! She will be your servant, and serve you till she dies!"

What the mother said made the little daughter shiver all over.

She looked at Carol in disbelief.

But...the latter's stern gaze made her feel extremely strange.

What the hell happened?

The girl is ignorant.

Soramus looked at the girl. She looked pitiful, with moist and clear eyes, long and curved eyelashes, and tiny baby fat on her face. She looked pitiful and cute.It was a juicy beauty embryo, but at this moment she was trembling with fear.

Her own mother actually sold herself to this witch-like person, the girl couldn't believe it.

"Then let her come over."

Carol stood up and pushed her little daughter over.

The girl didn't want to move forward, but her mother drove her like a sheep, pushed her, punched her, and finally, the girl was pushed in front of Soramus, who looked at him tremblingly , and shed tears of terror.

Solamus stared at her.

The girl was so frightened that she wiped away her tears and closed her mouth tightly.

Seeing her little daughter approaching Soramus, Carol hurriedly said:

"My dear lady...I am now...I just want another bottle of potion...not only to help the childbirth...the most, the best is to cure all diseases!"

Greed took over her heart.

Soramus looked at Carol with a sneer.

"Ma'am, please, give me this potion! I can, I can bring you the other two daughters... as long as you are willing to give me this potion!"

Carol knelt on the ground and kept begging.

"Carol, as I said, don't bother me again."

The cold voice chilled the woman's heart.

And the next sentence ignited a prairie fire of desire in her heart.

"But your child is very much in my favor."

Soramus took out a bottle of light blue potion from his bosom.

She threw the potion, and the latter rolled down on the grass after crossing an arc. Carol rushed over and hugged her tightly, looking like wild dogs fighting for food.

"Honorable witch, I praise you! You are a living god! You have the noblest blood on your body!"

For a moment, Kahlo was ecstatic, and she praised Soramus like a god.

"Go back, stay away from here."

Solamus sneered and saw off the guests.

Carol stood up tremblingly, picked up the potion in her hand, and stepped into the mist without looking back.

From the beginning to the end, she never looked at her little daughter again.

Carol is now in ecstasy. She has bought a potion that can cure all diseases from the witch...

But everything has a price.

In her joy, she forgot that she had already disobeyed the witch's request.

Since the requirements are violated, the corresponding price must be paid.

The witch's potion,
It can cure all diseases...

It was also a price she couldn't afford.

 This chapter is two in one, and there are two more tonight

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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