Deep Sea Embers

The moment Duncan said the words "ignorance is bliss", the woman in the black dress had already reacted!

But this time she didn't try any futile fighting behaviors, but she grasped the chain at the foot of the suicidal bird with one hand, and waved the other hand behind her, summoning a hazy black mist in the air, then turned around and left Run towards the entrance of the cemetery!

She no longer cared about her partner who was occupying her body, nor the other two accomplices who were dealing with the watchman. The weird things that happened tonight were beyond her comprehension, even if it was a symbiosis contract signed with the deep demon. Annihilation Cultist, she is also on the verge of the boundaries of reason and courage.

Leave here, the farther the better, the sooner the better! Don't stay in the sight of the invisible and nameless intruder, don't stay with the terrible shadow!

Duncan frowned. He hadn't fully adapted to the body he had just occupied. Although he could clearly feel that this body was in better health than the one in the coffin just now, it was still difficult for him to keep up with the other's escaping footsteps.

However, he still stepped forward to catch up, while casually slashing away the strange black mist summoned by the other party when he fled, while adapting to this new body, he set his eyes on the other party's embarrassed back.

And following his gaze, the gas street lamps passing by the woman who fled in embarrassment suddenly started to flicker, and the originally bright and stable flame was suddenly stained with a touch of dark green.

The street lamps polluted by tampering are like invisible footsteps, following the figure of the fleeing cultist all the way, quickly spreading towards the entrance of the cemetery, and sprinkled green sparks along the way, getting closer and closer more!

But at the moment when the green flames scattered in the streetlights on both sides were about to catch up with the cultist, the strange strange bird made of jet-black bones suddenly flew up screaming, and the strange bird's bony wings flew up in the night sky. A large cloud of smoke was poured down, and its sharp cry seemed to tear apart a small area of ​​time and space. Duncan could only see a large crack suddenly appeared in the darkness beside the cultist, and then those blurred and distorted cracks merged. into a gigantic black hole—

The strange skeleton bird screamed frantically and terrified, and rushed to the dark hole that appeared out of nowhere, and the chain extending from its feet was instantly stretched straight. Amid the piercing sound of Kerala, the woman in the black skirt It was also suddenly dragged towards the entrance of the cave.

"Damn! Stop! You bastard! You bastard!" The cultist struggled recklessly, shouting out of tune, his voice full of uncontrollable panic and despair, "No no no! Don't! Don't bring I'm going to Youshen... Help, help! No! No—"

With the last scream, the cultist was finally dragged by the chains and fell into the pitch-black void. The hole roared and closed, and finally disappeared in a shaking shadow.

The little green light from the street lamps on both sides illuminates the empty cemetery path.

"This is a very unique escape route," Duncan looked at the sudden scene with some astonishment, and the corners of his mouth trembled for a while, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Did Shirley and Agou run away like this back then?" ...But I remember she wasn't afraid at all at that time?"

He frowned, looked at the direction where the cultist disappeared, thought for a moment but found nothing, and could only look away.

The green street lamps on both sides quickly returned to normal as he withdrew his gaze, and the interlaced faint light and shadow gradually returned to his feet like tentacles retracted in the darkness.

A tiny crackling sound came into Duncan's ears at this moment.

He looked suspiciously in the direction of the sound, but found that it actually came from his own body - thin crackling sounds were constantly coming from all over the body, and in the gaps in the clothes, there were even more subtle crackling sounds. Black smoke is penetrating and rising.

Duncan was a little confused for a moment, not knowing what kind of accident this was, then he suddenly pulled off the clothes near his chest, and finally saw the changes in his body:

His flesh and blood were gradually turning into some kind of black charred substance, and there were already many gaps on the surface of the shriveled skin, and black smoke and ashes ran out of those gaps as if rising from the pyre.

If he hadn't accepted the baptism of "opening his heart" from the very beginning, the weird and terrifying scene in front of him would definitely have a huge impact on Duncan, but he is already used to these weird and evil things, so he is extraordinarily calm at this moment, even He also reached out and touched his neck.

The change seems to have started from the throat—the place that once lived with the deep demon and was connected to the chain.

Duncan immediately thought of the jellyfish-like deep demon that set himself on fire before.

After occupying this body by himself, the "jellyfish" seemed to be hard-core to strike because he couldn't bear the pressure, and now the body of this cultist began to collapse from the place where the chains symbiotic... Could it be that only the symbiotic demon Will this body collapse after death?

Is this the characteristic of the Annihilation Cultists?

Duncan instantly thought of the greatest possibility, and at the same time even thought of Shirley and A Gou-would there be a similar relationship between those two "people"?

After you go back, you can ask Shirley well.

But first think about what you should be doing right now.

Duncan looked helplessly at the rapidly disintegrating body, and at the same time couldn't help thinking of the body he occupied when he came out of the coffin just now.

Although the reasons for the disintegration were different, it seemed that the body also collapsed in the end.

"...Why is it so difficult to find a usable body?" He couldn't help but sighed, lamenting his bad luck. "It was much smoother when I was in Prand than here."

He raised his head and looked at the iron fence at the end of his field of vision—the entrance of the cemetery was in front of him. Passing through the entrance seemed to be a large deserted and empty road section, and he had to pass through that empty place to find the brightly lit bustling city.

The frosty civilized world is close at hand, but this body that is constantly collapsing may not be able to support the whole distance, and even if I run to the city now, I am afraid that my honor, which is covered in smoke and walks with scum, will not be able to survive. It is possible to successfully inquire about some information, and it is certain to attract the guards who watch the night at the first time.

He glanced back at the cemetery again.

There are quite a few lying in the morgue—but firstly, it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be another poor quality one, and secondly, it will take a lot of effort to open the box.

This is a real blind box opening, and he has been tossing around long enough tonight.

After weighing briefly, Duncan raised his head and looked at the lights coming from the other direction of the path.

That should be the direction of the caretaker's cottage.

Duncan still remembered that two other cultists disguised themselves as priests of death and went to the hut with the watchman—although the watchman seemed stubborn and unreasonable, he was at least a loyal person.

Cultists are not good people.

He walked towards the light at the end of the path.

...

There seemed to be some movement outside.

In the warm caretaker's hut, the kettle on the stove is hissing, and the gas lamp on the side brings bright light to the room. The old caretaker is slowly playing with the bottles and cans on the wooden shelf, next to the shelf His trusty double-barreled shotgun hangs from a hook on his back.

Two men in black watched the old man's movements in the hut, one of them stood at the door and the other stood by the window.

But their attention is clearly not all on the caretaker.

They were paying attention to the movement in the direction of the entrance of the cemetery, waiting for a signal.

But they didn't wait for the signal "It's over, evacuate", but they only heard some vague and indistinct strange voices coming from the direction of the trail.

The faint scream at the end was particularly disturbing.

"Did you hear anything?"

The old guard stopped suddenly and looked up at the window that was dirty and dim due to the years. He listened attentively to the movement outside the window—there seemed to be only the whistling wind in the night.

"There's no sound," the tall and strong man stood at the door and said immediately after hearing what the guard said. Although he was a little uneasy, keeping the guard in the house is a higher priority at this moment." Probably just crows."

"Oh, crows," muttered the old caretaker, "crows are such a nuisance, they steal your food, and then stand proudly on the branches and laugh loudly... I hate thieves, and uninvited Terrible guest, the crow has both."

The two men in black looked at each other in confusion, as if they felt that the stubborn old man in front of him suddenly said something inexplicable.

The old guard didn't seem to care about the reactions of the two of them, and just said to himself: "By the way, do you know why I followed that lady's advice and brought you two to my hut?"

The shorter man in black seemed to be wary, staring into the eyes of the old guard: "Why?"

The old guard finally found what he was looking for in the pile of bottles and jars. He unscrewed the lid, poured some crushed herbs into the stove, and said casually: "Because usually, two people compare Four people are easy to deal with."

(First of all, I would like to thank Bai Yinmeng who "holds the motherland on the left and holds Kong Daijianxian Guyue on the right"! By the way, the name is so long...

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