Deep Sea Embers

A strong herbal aroma filled the room.

No, it's not pervasive, but it appears in the perception instantly—as if the strong breath had already filled the entire space without knowing when, but this fact has always been shielded from the dimension of reality, and until now , as the old watchman's voice fell, this ubiquitous aura suddenly revealed its existence in front of the uninvited guest!

The two men in black reacted almost instantly. The short man suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the old caretaker who was standing by the stove. There was a low and hoarse sound in his throat, as if two voices were superimposed together. Shouting, the other person quickly took out a few pieces of paper with a dirty texture from his arms, and threw them into the air.

The low, hoarse and weird cry turned into a blurry ripple that was faintly visible to the naked eye, covering the space of the old caretaker in all directions like an explosion shock wave, and the pieces of paper thrown into the air split into countless silhouette fragments, and the moment it landed It turned into countless black poisonous insects and snakes, rushing towards the direction of the stove while making disgusting rustling sounds.

The old guard hunched over, silently watching these vicious attacks coming straight at him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding them.

The shock wave tore apart the shelf next to the stove, shattered all the bottles and cans in a loud noise, and also smashed the burning stove, instantly extinguishing the flame that was emitting a strong smell of herbs in the hearth. Black venomous insects and snakes climbed onto the old man's body, frantically biting the flesh and blood of the latter's limbs.

The old caretaker was swallowed by these attacks almost instantly, and his crooked old body fell to the ground, turning into a pile of messy blood and clothing fragments.

All this happens within seconds.

The two men in black looked at each other nervously until the guard fell to the ground and the ashes that were still hot in the hearth were scattered all over the place.

Both of them had the same confusion on their faces.

"This solves it?" The tall and strong man looked at the wreckage on the ground in disbelief, and said to his companion suspiciously, "These weird and dangerous cemetery guards... are so easy to deal with? Or is this The old man is the weakest among the guards?"

The short man didn't dare to relax at all, he was still staring at the place where the old guard was standing before, and at the same time quickly scanned the small room with the corner of his eye, his brows furrowed a little: "Strange... ...Did you smell...the smell of the herbal medicine is getting stronger and stronger? It seems that someone is lighting incense next to it...No! Get out of here!"

The little man seemed to understand something suddenly, and rushed towards the wooden door of the hut not far away, but when he stretched out his hand and pushed the door hard, he found that it was as immovable as a wall, and the seemingly fragile wooden board passed through. Come to the touch of steel pouring and moving.

An old and sinister voice sounded in the hut: "One of the dying hallucinations, I think I am trapped in a certain room, and the passage to leave the room is in front of me, I try to go through that passage, but I can't find the right way. way to open the door."

The sudden sound startled the two men in black, and at the same time exacerbated their already faint sense of fear, and this fear would often turn into impotent anger——that short man Giving up on trying to open the door, he turned around and yelled into the air: "I don't care where you hide!"

As soon as the voice fell, layers of illusory ripples appeared around him, and in the ripples, an ugly bird-like monster could be vaguely seen standing on his shoulder, stretching its neck and screaming—that was A "suicide bird" demon.

The scream of the deep demon and the roar of the short man overlapped together, and a translucent shock wave swept across the entire room in an instant!

The loud noise of the furniture being torn and the furniture falling to the ground and shattering came and went one after another. The small caretaker's hut was in a mess in the blink of an eye. Almost everything was smashed to pieces in this invisible shock wave. The side of a man in black is still intact—the tall and strong man in black propped up the barrier, while blocking the aftermath of the shock wave, he scanned the surroundings quickly, trying to find the person hiding in the twisted air. the caretaker.

He had already guessed the watchman's trick - hallucination.

A hallucination caused by burning a powerful hallucinogen.

The watchman concealed himself with the dual effects of supernatural strength and herbs, and played tricks in this hut, but since his voice is still here, it means that he is just hiding by the side, as long as the whole room is swept once, the old man Things will always leak out.

However, he didn't find anything. The shock wave tore apart everything in the room and stirred up the air, but he didn't force out the watchman's figure.

"Another dying hallucination, fear and anger will be magnified, resulting in a strong sense of powerlessness, and occasionally feel as if you are omnipotent, and even successfully reverse life and death - but this illusion often occurs after a very short moment Dissipated, then plunged into emptiness and greater fear..."

The old voice echoed in the hut, for some reason, the two men in black suddenly felt that the voice seemed to become erratic, far and near, like light and shadow separated by a curtain.

"The breath of the devil——I now know who you are. It turns out that you are two Annihilation Cultists. Your disguise is very good, hiding from my eyes, but not from my intuition," the old caretaker continued, "Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

"Holy Lord bestows us with courage and pure essence!" The short man said loudly, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart by relying on his belief in the Youyou Holy Lord, and gradually fell into some kind of sacrificial frenzy, "You guys Just be proud of the stupid worldly counterfeit! You can only be proud of it for a while!"

After finishing speaking, the cultist suddenly took out a pitch-black dagger from his bosom, and then stabbed the dagger into his heart without hesitation!

"The Holy Lord has given me the power to transcend life and death!"

Knowing that there is no hope and that it is difficult to fight against the cemetery guards with their own strength, this cultist chose to sacrifice his heart to the Lord Youshen in order to fully release the power he obtained in the "symbiosis contract" and make a last-ditch effort .

However, the expected death did not come.

He didn't feel the excruciating pain that he should have felt when the dagger pierced his body.

Didn't even feel my own heart.

The Annihilation cultist raised his head in astonishment, and looked at his companion not far away, only to see that figure had fallen to the ground at some point, with a huge hole in his back, and the blood had already been drained.

In the last few seconds of rapidly dimming vision and growing confusion in his mind, he recognized the terrible wound caused by the close-range bombardment of a double-barreled shotgun-his companion had long since died, and he was stepping into the guard's room. The moment he entered the hut, he was shot dead from behind by the old guard.

What about yourself?

The diminutive Annihilation cultist lowered his head and saw that he was actually sitting on a chair in the middle of the room.

A red-hot poker was inserted fiercely between his chest and abdomen, and the place where the poker touched the flesh and blood was still emitting green smoke.

He recalled being killed in a short but furious fight by a pair of pokers—just ten seconds earlier.

"It turns out that...a person cannot...die twice..."

The cultist grunted, tilted his head, and died completely.

"The dying hallucinations are over, may your souls vanish without blessing or misery."

On another chair on the opposite side of the room, the old guard with a gloomy demeanor quietly looked at the cultist who had completely passed away, muttering expressionlessly.

His trusty old double-barreled shotgun was by his hand, and the messy marks of the brief struggle were everywhere around him.

The old man took a few breaths on the chair, regained some strength, then reached for the shotgun at the side, propped himself up on his knees and sat up from the chair.

"It's really useless...the two heretics are in such a mess, and they didn't ask anything in the end," the old guard muttered, stepping over the tall corpse lying on the floor and another corpse on the chair, Holding the shotgun, he walked towards the wooden door of the hut, "There are still two troubles outside, I hope there is still time."

When he came to the door, he stretched out his hand and was about to open it, but his movements stopped suddenly.

There is a strange breath approaching.

A look of vigilance instantly appeared in the eyes of the old man, and he suddenly clenched the shotgun in his hand, and the next second, a knock on the door came from the other side of the door.

"Boom boom boom—"

On this cold and silent winter night, the sudden knock on the door was actually harsh.

The old man didn't make a sound, but just stared at the dark old wooden door.

The knock on the door came patiently.

There are no living people outside the door.

The old man narrowed his eyes. In his field of vision, there was a pale and dim silhouette standing outside the door. Some distorted and chaotic lights and shadows could be seen around the silhouette, but he couldn't see what it was.

Not the living—but definitely not the dead, either.

What is it? !

"Open the door, thank you." A polite voice came from outside the door.

The old guard slowly raised his shotgun and aimed at the hazy silhouette outside the door through the door.

Before he could pull the trigger, however, there was a slight click in his ear.

The door... opened by itself.

A gorgeous and distorted starlight rushed towards his face.