Chapter 47 Black Lake Thirteen
Everyone was walking in the pine forest.
Miss Sparrow suddenly thought of something and turned her head, with a look of curiosity on her pretty face.
"Mr. Snow Owl, if the 'Devil in the Lake' was really transformed by a prisoner... then why didn't the cultists of the 'Lake God Sect' mutate?"
"This I don't know." Gillan took the last puff of his cigarette and shook his head.
He reinserted the unloaded revolver into the holster at his waist, flicked the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out.
In fact, I have some guesses in my heart.
'The reason why all the soldiers and prisoners in the "Expedition Exploration Team" prisoner-of-war camp were deformed is most likely because they lived on the shores of the Black Lake for a long time...'
Jilan thought to himself.
After all, the "Expedition Exploration Team" not only uses the lake water as domestic water, but is also too close to the Black Lake, and is constantly affected by the filthy and mysterious influence of the "miasma" emitted by the Black Lake.
The superposition of these two factors may lead to distortion of all members.
And this is also the biggest difference from the members of the "Lake God Cult".
Most of the cultists live in small towns and drink lake water indirectly. The harm they suffer is far from the degree of distortion, so the external symptoms are mostly confusion and crazy behavior.
“Stop.” At this time, Mr. Stork was holding a steel-core cane in one hand and took out a pistol with the other, gesturing to everyone with a serious face. "Be careful, the cultists of the 'Lake God Sect' have already arrived."
The other members of the society immediately became alert and took out their weapons to be on guard.
Pine trees towered all around, their leaves swaying gently.
Ga——
Accompanied by the cries of unknown wild birds, a group of figures wearing reindeer masks swayed out from behind the pine trees in all directions, carrying logging axes or Guns, surrounded the crowd.
This scene seems familiar, no, it is basically the same as the last time I watched the movie.
“Damn sacrifice! How dare you disobey the will of the ‘Lake God’!”
"Hurry up and hand over the 'ritual saber'!"
"Kill! Kill these sacrifices! We need more blood and more hearts!"
The cultists roared He spoke with a manic tone.
Mr. Stork seemed to have been prepared. With a cold face, he raised his hand and gestured to everyone.
Next second.
The members of the collective took action almost at the same time, and bullets and arrows poured towards the enemy.
Phew!
Bang bang bang bang!
After meeting each other, four or five cultists screamed and fell down.
But soon, the other cultists also reacted and launched a counterattack towards the community without fear of death. Throwing axes and bullets streaked through the forest, and the forest was noisy for a while.
However, Mr. Stork and others had already dispersed and took Fima to find a bunker to hide.
Gilan bypassed the front and passed through the pine trees on the right. His movements were so fast that before a cultist could even turn his head, his arms were wrapped around his throat.
“Ugh!” The male cultist wearing a reindeer mask struggled desperately, swinging, scratching, and kicking.
Behind him, Jilan remained expressionless, his steel-like arms exerted force again, and with the terrifying sound of muscle tension, he actually strangled the enemy in his arms to death!
With a plop, the body fell to the ground helplessly.
Ji Lan glanced at the direction of the gathering people and found that they did not notice him, so he bent down and touched the cultist's body.
However, nothing happened.
"Huh?" Jilan turned his palm over and looked at his fingers in confusion. "Can't it be corrupted?"
Soon, he found that the corpse at his feet seemed familiar, so he took off the reindeer mask on his face... Under the mask, a handsome but ferocious face was reflected in Ji's face. In Lan's eyes.
It was Sheriff Pierre Aich.
‘I didn’t hire him to accompany me this time, but he also took the initiative to join the ambush team... It seems that, similar to the mechanism of the double-barreled shotgun, the mysterious monster or contaminated person in the movie can only be corrupted by me once. ’
Jilan realized something and sighed in disappointment.
“Ahhhh!!”
At this time, a shrill scream came from behind the bushes not far ahead. Ji Lan raised his eyes and felt a chill in his heart.
I saw a group of grotesque monsters in prison uniforms, like passing locusts, attacking the cultists of the "Lake God Sect"!
The number of those monsters is at least twenty or thirty, and they are huge and intimidating!
"Wow——"
"Wow——Wow——"
On the top of the pine wood, three or four child monsters with deformed heads like a hornet's nest kept screaming. .
Under the tree, seven or eight muscle monsters with fleshy wings on their backs ran rampant, violently lifting the bushes, and easily smashed the cultists' skulls and chests with heavy punches and palms. There was a muffled sound and blood splattered.
"Devil?!"
"Hahahahahaha!!"
"Kill all these monsters! Make them into the 'elixir' too!"
Several cultists went crazy and tried to fight the monster with logging axes. As a result, several arms covered with gray scales and sharp claws suddenly emerged from the soil under their feet, grabbing their legs and forcing them away. He was dragged into the ground... then blood foam seeped out and there was no movement.
The remaining cultists laughed wildly, holding shotguns and pistols, and fired at the two monsters with multiple legs that "crawled" like spiders.
Bang bang bang bang bang! !
Bullet holes appeared one after another on the "Spider" monster, but not a drop of blood flowed out. Instead, it seemed to be angered by the actions of the cultists... The twisted face moved away from the covered hands, raised its head sharply, and shouted Hideous cries and screams.
The cultists immediately stopped all movements as if they had lost their souls, stayed in place, and were immediately overwhelmed by the group of monsters.
"Mr. Snow Owl! Come here quickly!"
At this time, Miss Sparrow shouted anxiously.
Jilan turned around and saw that everyone in the community and Fima were being protected by Mr. Stork. Mr. Stork was holding a steel-core cane in his left hand and holding up the old saber in his right hand.
The oncoming monsters in prison uniforms seemed to have not seen them, and passed directly over everyone. They even deliberately kept a certain distance and did not dare to approach, and only rushed towards a few surviving cultists.
Jilan ran out quickly, and in a few breaths, he nimbly returned to the crowd.
As soon as he came over, he heard Mr. Oystercatcher say in surprise:
"It really works! This saber can really drive away those demons!"
"It scared me to death..." Miss Sparrow gently held the collar of her chest and sighed. "I thought I was going to be eaten by those monsters."
"Follow me, don't fall behind."
At this time, Mr. Stork turned his head and said solemnly to everyone.
Immediately, he raised his saber high and walked deep into the forest, with the others following closely behind him.
Seeing those deformed monsters passing by her and smelling the putrid smell emitted by them, Fima couldn't help but tremble with fear and needed the help of Miss Seagull to stand still.
But even Miss Seagull, who was always calm and collected next to her, had a pretty face that was also a little pale.
It wasn't until everyone walked a long distance away and could no longer see the monster that they relaxed their tense nerves.
At this time, Miss Seagull glanced back at Gilan, seeming to have thought of something, so she let go of the hand that was supporting Fima and started rummaging in her small satchel.
"Mr. Snow Owl, here."
Ji Lan heard someone calling him, and suddenly saw a white and tender hand handed to him.
There was still a handful of yellow bullets in his hand.
Jilan raised his head and cast a questioning look at Miss Seagull.
"I see you haven't fired a gun for a long time. Are you out of bullets?"
She asked softly.
Gillan stared at her in silence for two seconds, until Miss Seagull turned her head unconsciously, and then he spoke:
"Thank you. The ammunition is indeed used up."
He took the hand from Miss Seagull. The incoming bullet accidentally touched that fair and slender hand, and could feel her cold and sweaty palm.
‘Is this woman nervous? That's right, no matter how capable a woman is, she will be nervous when facing those monsters. ’
Jilan secretly thought.
(End of this chapter)