Chapter 41 Black Lake Seven
There are not many people in the library, it can even be said to be very few.
There are even fewer on the third floor.
In view of the good sound insulation between floors, the gunshots just heard in the lobby seemed extremely faint, and very few locals who were reading here were not aware of it.
So without any accident, Gillan found the book on the bookshelf in the corner of the third floor.
The book that the apocalyptic dream led him to.
He pulled it out from the bookshelf, patted some dust on the surface, and then opened the dark brown leather cover.
On the title page is written clearly the title of the book in large characters——
"Chronicle of Local Historical Events in Fayelan'en Town"
There is also a line of small characters below: 1812-1911 Chronicle of the town.
‘It turned out to be about the history of the town. ’
Jilan secretly thought and continued to read.
He read very quickly, and through the first half of the tome, he roughly knew the development history and secrets of some small towns.
"Fayeren" is actually located on the mountainside of an extinct volcano, so the local coal resources are rich. In addition, the volcanic ash that the extinct volcano once erupted over the years has given rise to a large forest environment. This This led to the rapid development of the "coal industry" and "logging industry" in the town.
As for the pass of the extinct volcano itself, it gradually turned into a lake.
It is today's "Black Lake".
The volcano had no name before. It was not until 1885 during the war more than 20 years ago that an army called the "Expedition Exploration Team" came here. At that time, the leader of the army, which had only a few hundred people, was Lieutenant Colonel. "Dolomit" named the volcano after himself.
After that, the lieutenant colonel also ordered people to build a prisoner of war camp on the shore of the "Black Lake". However, less than two years after the army was stationed, everyone died in strange and strange ways, and a fire burned the place.
It was only later that the locals in the town ventured into the ruins of the prisoner of war camp and discovered the secret. It turned out that the "Expedition Exploration Team" had been conducting inhumane human experiments on prisoners of war.
But this is just the beginning of the nightmare.
Since then, some wandering figures have often appeared on the lakeside, and locals who approach it will disappear for no reason, and the legend about the "Devil in the Lake" has become more and more popular.
Wow...
Jilan quickly turned over the yellowed pages of the book and suddenly stopped on one of them.
His eyes narrowed.
"At the end of 1883, a man who claimed to be a 'study hermit' came to the small town of 'Faye Lane' and lived in seclusion by the Black Lake... It is said that he was once a native of the town, and also had a close relationship with Many older generation local residents know each other, and people marvel at his youthful appearance and believe the facts he tells.”
"After the hermit named 'Rembrandt Eddy' returned to his hometown, he used his profound knowledge and alchemical methods to cure many difficult and complicated diseases of the locals, and gained the love of the locals."< br>
“However, in the spring of the next year, Rembrandt disappeared without any reason. People believed that this scholar and master who cared about his hometown was only out for a short time and would return soon... Unfortunately, he never appeared again. ”
Jilan continued to read the following content, but did not find any more valuable information.
So he took a deep breath and closed the tome.
‘Is there any connection between the disappearance of the “hermit” Rembrandt and the “exploration expedition” that arrived in the town the following year? ’
Ji Lan frowned slightly.
'Could the monsters in prison uniforms we encountered before leaving the movie last time be part of the prisoner of war camp at that time... They mutated due to some accident, and eventually became the name of the local population. The "demon"? It's not impossible. ’
While he was thinking, a slight sound suddenly came from his ears.
It was the sound of clothes being rubbed and footsteps moving.
“Hey, are you here…” Gilan was not surprised, but instead showed a fierce look in his eyes. He took out the short-barreled revolver from the holster at his waist, turned around and fired it at the two figures who were trying to get closer. the trigger.
Bang bang! !
The sound of gunshots is particularly harsh in a silent environment.
Two cultists wearing reindeer masks were immediately shot in the chest and fell to the ground. Jilan looked around and saw eight or nine cultists of various heights, short, fat, and thin carrying wood axes behind these two people and surrounding him.
"Sacrifice! Offal! You will become part of us!"
"The 'Elixir' is about to be made! Kill him!"
"Drain his blood! Gouge out his heart! We will all live forever!"
"Haha Haha! ”
The cultists were both male and female, each letting out twisted, crazy laughter.
With red eyes, they raised their axes and rushed towards Gilan.
The distance between the two sides was close, and Guillen did not fire again. Instead of retreating, he jumped forward, raised his leg and stepped on the bookshelf on the right. With a bang, his whole body flew lightly over the heads of several cultists and flew behind them.
“Death!” After landing, Jilan twisted his waist and punched hard.
His fist passed through the afterimage and hit a cultist on the cheek.
Poof! !
The man's mask and his entire face were twisted and deformed, and then shattered. Small fragments exploded and scattered in all directions. His entire body spun forward under the strong force of the punch, and was dragged behind after falling. A few meters away.
Jilan could clearly feel the surging power surging within his body. He grinned and picked up the fallen logging ax in a pool of blood scattered with several broken teeth.
"Haha!!" He roared wildly, raised a meter-long ax with both hands, and struck the other person head-on.
Pfft! !
Gilan's movements were so fast that the pudgy cultist he attacked didn't even have time to react. His whole head was cut open with an axe, and blood spattered everywhere.
With a bang, Jilan kicked the fat body away, and took advantage of the situation to forcefully pull out the stuck ax. With a touch of blood, he slashed the next person diagonally.
"Death!!"
Pfft! !
“Death!!”
Crack! !
Clang! !
Jilan wielded the wood-cutting ax with a ferocious expression, treating the cultists in front of him as moving pine trees. The four or five closest cultists were killed by brutal slashes in just a few seconds. All around his feet were broken limbs and headless corpses.
But the other cultists were not afraid of this. Instead, they rushed towards him with red eyes and shouting.
While Jilan killed his companion with an axe, another cultist also fell with an axe.
"Sacrifice!!" he screamed wildly.
"Get out!!" Jilan released his hands holding the axe, swung his fist horizontally, and hit the opponent's arm like a steel rod.
There was just a snap sound, and the man's forearm was broken at 90 degrees, and the ax in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Jilan narrowed his eyes and kicked out, directly smashing the attacker's chest into pieces and denting it. The man's reindeer mask continued to seep blood, his whole body let out a terrifying roar, fell to the ground, twitched several times and died on the spot!
With a snort, Gilan pulled out the logging ax from the corpse again.
Turning around, he saw that the last remaining cultist was already rushing towards him, shaking his head, and the two of them swung their axes almost at the same time!
Clang! !
Phew-woo!
The blade of a logging ax made a gap the size of a fingernail. It spun out and flew out, cutting through a bookcase. It disappeared without a trace.
Gilan, on the other hand, maintained a half-crouched and bent posture, with the felt hat on his head, his messy blond hair, and his fair cheeks covered with blood stains... Behind him, the cultist's head spun and flew down, A few strands of blood spattered from the neck.
Plop!
The headless corpse fell to the ground.
Gilan was covered in blood and stood upright again.
Looking up, his eyes were already red.
"Anyone who wants to harm me...should die..."
(End of this chapter)