Chapter 375: In front of the church
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In the end, Rick walked out of the opera house with his face covered.
If he takes one step slower, the security guards will carry him and throw him out.
“I knew I wouldn’t come, hey.”
He held an umbrella and walked on the street in the pouring rain.
Not only did Rick fail to find any valuable clues or figure out who was playing tricks on him through his inner monologue, but he also lost a lot of people in front of thousands of viewers.
God knows what the audience below felt when he hung it on the chandelier in the hall.
The only fortunate thing about this trip is that I brought an umbrella so that I wouldn’t get caught in the rain on the way back.
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On the street, Rick walked through the rain alone and returned to the law enforcement station in despair.
However, at this time, the sound of the collision of chains was still echoing in his mind...
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On the other side, Milo took "Grunde" onto the board Church Bridge.
Looking at the shadow of the Star Bell Tower in the rain curtain ahead, very close, but Milo's horse stopped on the bridge. No matter how Milo whipped it, it refused to go any further. One step forward.
"What the hell."
Milo can sense the restlessness of the horses, but he has no time or mind to study it now. He can only leave the horses behind and walk on foot in the rain. Daisy's life and death are at stake. , can't delay.
Of course, verbal words still hurt the church:
“Look, even horses don’t like your church.”
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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rainwater continued to wash away the huge bridge abutment.
Milo could even feel the resistance caused by the rainwater pouring down the bridge abutment on his boots.
It happened to be the rainy season of the year in Nanwei recently, and Milo couldn't remember how many pairs of smelly boots he had.
But as he continued to approach the church’s prayer square, Milo’s focus began to shift from his wet boots to elsewhere.
He saw something crawling in the rain and fog where the canal reached the end of the bay.
In open areas such as the outskirts of the city, there is still a little sunlight projected from the gaps in the thin clouds in the distance, and those glimmers of light add a bit of mystery to the rain curtain, and the entire heavy rain seems to have turned into a curtain that reaches directly into the sky. The dim light directly behind it cast the shadow of the strange object that Milo noticed onto the rain curtain.
That is...
An object that is indescribably huge.
It is not a projection of a building, because it does not have any geometric outline, and it moves...
In those bloated clouds, Milo saw a slow crawl on the sea level The huge tentacle-like structures, their projections are even larger than the shadow of the Church Bridge. In comparison, the Star Clock Tower is like a pitifully narrow matchbox.
Milo thought he was dazzled.
But the cold rain flowed down his collar and onto his back, as if to remind him that this was not a dream or an illusion.
What is hidden behind the rain curtain on the distant sea level is real.
No, it doesn't need to hide itself at all.
At a certain moment, Milo felt as small as a speck of dust.
It turns out that macrophobia is not unique to a specific group of people. People who claim not to have this symptom simply do not encounter large enough creatures.
Even Milo can't help but feel powerless and insignificant.
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“Hell…”
He once imagined that the legendary old rulers or old gods would come to this world in any form , but when he faced the huge shadow on the distant sea, Milo realized that the so-called sense of oppression could not be measured by imagination.
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“It’s really a ghost this time.”
Milo raised his hand and pressed the artery in his neck.
He found that his heart rate was only slightly accelerated, and that was not caused by the sense of crisis, but simply caused by the tension caused by the sense of oppression coming from the distance.
"It is not hostile...or, it doesn't bother to be hostile to me...can you understand it that way?"
Milo stared at the scene in the rain curtain in the distance in a daze.
But as the clouds accumulated high above, the last ray of sunlight was completely blocked, and the projection of the huge thing on the sea was also shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.
After Milo came to his senses, all he could see was the blurry sea and sky scenery connected together.
“No more?...”
Milo wiped the rain off his face.
His mind was still immersed in the shock just now.
At this moment, although the sound of rain was pouring all around, the clearest sound he could hear was actually his own heartbeat for the rest of his life.
For a moment, he seemed to be able to sense living creatures in the distant ocean.
But he didn’t dare to exaggerate that idea too much, because both the natural vigilance of the creature and the reason in his mind were telling him - never attract the attention of that thing.
It is actually a good thing not to be watched by the other person.
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In fact, after the rain curtain dimmed, Milo couldn't help but wonder whether the scene he just saw really existed.
Maybe it's just an illusion...if it's real.
It is impossible for him to be the only one to see such a large Nanwei city.
You know, Milo was not the only pedestrian on the Church Bridge at this time.
But from beginning to end, Milo was the only one who stopped.
Those Golden Rule believers who were marching in the rain did not notice anything strange, and they all just went on their way.
In order to confirm again, Milo turned around and asked nearby passers-by:
"Let me tell you, gentlemen, did you just see..."
However, Milo stopped midway through his words.
Because he noticed that the atmosphere around him was a bit strange.
When he started to speak, the passers-by stopped in a very cooperative manner and waited for Milo to finish speaking in a gentlemanly manner.
No, to be more precise, all the figures on the entire church bridge stopped.
They were like toys that had run out of wind, frozen in their original motion, but they all slowly turned their heads towards Milo.
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This time, Milo's heartbeat finally accelerated.
It is the familiar crisis perception.
He raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face, then slowly took out the crowbar from behind his waist, muttering to himself:
"Okay, I said it wrong, Not gentlemen.”
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Because at this time on the Church Bridge, whether they were passers-by wearing raincoats or holding umbrellas, their faces no longer looked human.
What Milo saw was a group of beasts dressed in human clothes.
The skin on their faces seems to have been peeled off, and the protruding fangs and long tongues prove that they are no longer human.
In a very short period of time, the clothes on these creatures began to be stretched and torn apart by the raised skeletons, and bone spurs and sharp claws penetrated from under the raincoats.
Without exception, their original skin was torn apart along with the raincoat. In less than ten seconds, what was exposed under the rain was ferocious flesh and blood with clearly visible lines, and even the tendons connecting the bones and joints were broken. Exposed to the air.
The stench permeated the air.
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At this time, the Church Bridge has been occupied by sneaky evil creatures.
This is the gateway to the Holy Land of the State Religion. However, under the reflection of the church, there is no gray-robed figure. The bells on the Star Bell Tower seem to be unable to be transmitted here. All the beasts are crowded in the field of vision.
And surrounded by countless sharp claws, there was Milo wearing a three-cornered hat.
He stood on the edge of the bridge abutment, twisted his wrist, and waved the crowbar in his hand twice.
These creatures were no stranger to him. Milo had seen them once before from the perspective of the undead victim of the Glenn Town incident.
They are actually the products of human animalization.
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"Hiss!!!"
With the first hoarse beast roar sounded.
The dozen or so ferocious shadows closest to Milo tore through the rain curtain and rushed toward him.
Milo imitated the movement of swinging a baseball bat, and used a crowbar with his backhand to directly cut open the head of the first beast that rushed forward, then stepped aside and penetrated the head with the straight and sharp other end of the crowbar. The head of another beast.
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Soon, the rainwater flowing on the abutment of the Church Bridge was stained red with blood.
However, the encirclement formed by the beasts was not easily opened, but instead closed in at an extremely fast speed.
In the center of the herd, the law enforcement officer holding a crowbar was like the blade of a meat grinder. The bones and minced meat of all the beasts within three meters of him were flying in all directions.
The screams continued.
The smell of blood makes the wild beasts become more aggressive.
The beasts squeezed outside the encirclement even began to bite each other, and some beasts had been disemboweled and buried in the mouths of their own kind.
They have abandoned the original memories of civilization in their minds and have completely sunk.
So Milo didn't hold back. Every blow meant a beast was broken into pieces.
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However, it was less than twenty seconds after the hunt started.
The crowded beasts in front of Milo seemed to be crushed by some giant beast, and instantly turned into minced meat on the ground. The powerful wind rolled, carrying the rain and the minced meat of the beasts, and scattered on the ground. Rushing through.
Even Milo could only avoid it in embarrassment.
The beasts were frightened and did not dare to approach for a while.
Because the strong wind directly tore a bloody path in their ranks.
After the strong wind calmed down, Milo was surprised by the small figure that appeared in the center of the eye of the storm.
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Of course, it was just a small surprise.
What really made him look like he had seen the ghost was when the other party slowly turned his head and said these words to him:
"What are you doing standing still? Go to the clock tower." The boy will deliver the medicine.”
(End of this chapter)