I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

"It's definitely not a coincidence that things aren't right, guys."

Simon said with a dignified expression: "First is the network, and then the traffic. The other party intends to lock the people in the town here."

Everyone else was horrified.

If Simon said so, then, that unknown monster actually has good wisdom, and this is the most terrifying place.

"What are we supposed to do now?"

Simon shook his head bitterly: "Unfortunately, we can't do anything without being disconnected from the Internet."

Hearing this, Pine thumped the table in discomfort.

Standing up and pacing back and forth in the house, Simon suddenly said, "Check the doors and windows, and don't let that thing have a chance to come in."

Outside, the people sent to repair the road set off.

They had to do this because that road was almost the lifeline of the town and many supplies needed to be brought in through that road.

In the house, Simon and others also began to reinforce the doors and windows.

The mayor asked the town police station to find a batch of old-fashioned radios and distributed one to each area so that they could communicate easily.

Time passed slowly.

At 3pm, it was getting dark.

A fierce cold wind blows from the north, and a lot of snowflakes are mixed in it. Rows of trees bent over, and the town's voice became sobbing and subtle, as if shivering in the cold wind.

The town's old iron street lights flashed twice before turning on, reflecting a disorganized motorcade.

This is the repair team that went out not long ago.

In such a harsh environment, although they were not reconciled, they had no choice but to return.

There seems to be no good news today.

But the worse is yet to come.

After 5 pm, a middle-aged man was attacked on his way home.

His terrified cry for help was drowned out by the sound of wind and snow.

But fortunately, he survived, and after dragging his bleeding body out more than 100 meters in the snow, the person who was found was sent to the hospital.

The news was radioed throughout the town.

The geeks, Simon, were frightened like quails, suspicious, for fear that a monster would suddenly appear somewhere.

They couldn't sit still any longer, even if four or five people huddled in one room, they didn't feel safe, so after discussing it, they picked up the flashlight, huddled together, and went to the pub in the town.

There is a group of men with five big and three rough, they think it should be safer.

As soon as I entered the door, a sultry breath rushed towards my face, which was also mixed with the noise and the smell of wine.

The thick smoke of fireworks gave Simon and the others a sense of security, and their hearts dropped a little.

Just find a place to sit down, order some beers, and then a few people sit at the table, ready to hear if there is any useful news from other people.

"Have you heard about the monster?" said a drinker with a mustache.

The sound of the first ear made them refreshed, and they looked at each other and listened intently.

"We're not deaf, of course. When Lermontov was taken to the hospital, he kept shouting 'monsters, monsters' in horror."

"What the hell are you talking about? Are there really monsters?"

"How is it possible, I have been in this town for decades and have never seen any so-called monsters."

"Then what happened to Lermontov? He didn't drink alcohol and was fully conscious. And the wound on his body was obviously made by some kind of sharp claws."

Having said that, the person talking was silent.

After a long while, a strong man with long beard and hair said:

"Anyway, I don't believe in any monsters, and I'm not afraid of them. I've killed a lot of brown bears. Are you still afraid of a thing that will make Lermontov run away?"

"Whatever it is, I have a double-barreled shotgun for it."

At this moment, the radio on the bar of the tavern suddenly sounded: "Attention to all residents of Yimia Town, the alert has been upgraded! The alert has been upgraded!"

Everyone in the tavern looked over.

The voice on the radio continued:

"A few minutes ago, Belinsky was attacked and was seriously injured in a coma. Everyone must be careful, close the doors and windows, and do not go out alone. If it is necessary, please go together."

"complete!"

The tavern fell silent.

The small town of Imia holds a wrestling competition every year, and Belinski has been the champion every year since he was an adult.

At the same time, he is the best hunter here, and a first-class marksman.

Ordinary people like Lermontov are fine, but Belinsky, a man with the highest force in the town, was also seriously injured and comatose due to an attack by an unknown creature.

The brawny man didn't dare to shout anymore.

"What the hell is that!"

After a long while, someone finally yelled.

"If you want me to say, you should send out all the men in the town, get weapons and check it thoroughly, find out the thing hidden in the dark, and kill it, otherwise, when will this kind of thing be a problem."

someone said.

There is this proposal, and there is alcohol catalysis, coupled with environmental effects. Below, a group of people are a little bit up.

Amid the noise, even holding a flashlight, a big raid is about to take place.

Simon and the others were suddenly dumbfounded, this is neither not nor not.

In the end, they were carried into action by the crowd.

The town is not big, and half an hour later, a group of people had already sifted it thoroughly, but found nothing.

The cold wind woke up the wine and returned to the tavern. These talents realized how stupid their previous actions were. It's not just that that thing can only stay in a small town, and it's enough to run into the wilderness as soon as there are more people.

Poor Simon, the geek chickens, were shivering from the cold.

After two glasses of wine, someone suddenly noticed something was wrong:

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5... 13, 14, 15, one person is missing! It's that mustache!"

Everyone looked at him one after another, and sure enough, he was missing.

"Could he be sneaking home?" someone tried to say.. 0

Self-deception when no one cares.

When I went out, not only did I find nothing, but I also lost someone. In such weather, there is no communication equipment, how to get him back?

And he was ordered, the thing hidden in the dark, will it...

at this time--

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, and the cold wind and snowflakes poured in, making the people who had been nurturing by warmth for a long time shudder.

Everyone looked away, only to see the man with the mustache that was discussed earlier, standing at the door at this moment.

"Oh, thank God, where have you been?"

The strong man who had talked to the mustache earlier stomped the beer mug on the table and stood up and asked.

"I... I'm in the alley."

Moustache's face was in shock, and his body was shaking, whether it was freezing or fear.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly walked in and moved to the side.

There was no cover, and everyone saw that there were still two people, one big and one small, standing at the door.

He was in a dark place, wearing thick black clothes and a hat, like two blurry shadows that were darker and darker than the night.

The big one led the small one in, closed the door, and the light in the room illuminated the chins of the two of them.

One is as cold as a knife and axe, and the other is small and smooth.

Everyone's eyes moved back a little, and they saw that behind the adult, a long strip-shaped object wrapped in a cloth belt was on his back.

From the outline, it should be a long sword.

sword?

This man has a sword on his back!

Under the gaze of so many eyes, the big figure was like no one else, and helped the small figure to remove the snow on his body, and then cleaned up his clothes before raising his head.

Everyone felt that two beams of real eyes swept across the body.

"Linked... 5.3 is deeper than what I observed on the plane." Tang You sighed inwardly.

He flew here with Oria by plane, but he found out that there was a problem on the way, and it was not a superficial problem.

So, for the second half of the journey, he took Oria with him, first flew to find this sword according to the result of his prayer, and then came here.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, the strong man tried to ask, "You are not from the town, who are you?"

"Passerby." Tang You said in a low voice.

The strong man was a little wary: "The only way to the town was blocked by a landslide. How could you come in?"

"walk."

walk?

It is more than 200 kilometers away from the nearest city!

On such a special night where people were frightened, a mysterious man with a sword and a child suddenly ushered in, and everyone present smelled a strange breath.

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ps: Guys, where is chapter 90 normal for you? Some book friends said nothing in the comment area, can you tell me, thanks! .