Indescribable cyberpunk

Following the route in his memory, Flo walked through a warehouse full of sundries, half-crouched by the door, put down the Green Wing pistol, and opened the half-deflated backpack again with the light cast by the street lamp outside.

"1, 2, 310, 11 minus this one, there are 10 left."

Taking out a black cube and placing it next to him, he glanced at the pile of wood and hay behind him. Flo pursed his lips. This amount was enough. The rest should be gathered at the prayer ground where the broadcast tower is located in the south of the village. As long as it waits for the broadcast When the sound is heard, everyone in the village will move towards that side.

Ga~

The sound of some equipment being moved came from outside the warehouse, and Flo quickly took her backpack and hid behind the door.

The simple wooden walls were only tied tightly with straw ropes, and there were quite a few gaps in the middle. Flo could see the shadows of two people faintly reflected into the warehouse under the light outside the warehouse.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 10 o'clock sharp. When he was still in the village, this time should be the evening prayer and rest time. There should be no one on the road in the village, so he could easily reach here. Who Cheng thought that someone would suddenly appear.

Now Flo could only pray that the two men were not here to inspect the warehouse, and move as carefully as possible to the more hidden areas behind the two haystacks.

His prayer worked, half of it to be exact.

The two people did not enter the warehouse, but stopped at the door of the warehouse.

"Today is the night of the full moon. It is the day when we dedicate ourselves to the Lord and ascend to the kingdom of heaven. Are you ready?"

"Of course, I am extremely looking forward to the arrival of this day. Being able to see the face of the Lord will be the most glorious moment in my life."

"Indeed."

The conversation outside the warehouse did not last long, and the two people went in other directions, but Flo inside the warehouse turned pale.

"Day of Dedication!"

Flo hammered his forehead in annoyance. He considered many situations, but did not consider that the village would make offerings to their so-called Lord on the night of the full moon in certain months of the year.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on him. After all, due to his special status, he has never been asked by the cultists to participate in this activity, and the dedication day is only determined to be on the night of the full moon of each month, and it is not sure which month it is.

The problem before Flo now is that he and Mr. Bruce have moved separately and there is no communicator. It will take a lot of time for him to find the latter in the village, and this also means that he must temporarily put down what he is doing. , if it takes a lot of time to find Mr. Bruce, the entire plan will be messed up.

Moreover, Flo believes that even if Mr. Bruce is found, the current predicament cannot be solved. On the day of dedication, a large number of cultists will gather at the sacrificial site outside the village, and even terrifying creatures will appear. He does not think Mr. Bruce can survive alone. Confront them.

Instead of losing everything, it is better to find a way to complete what you can first, and then consider taking other actions.

After learning that there were a large number of mentally polluting mutants hidden in this village, Zhu Jue became more cautious in his actions.

Although the forward speed was much slower, because there were no more accidents along the way, he soon saw the church in the center of the village.

It is not as luxurious as imagined. In addition to the high tower building at the top of the main entrance, there is also a two-story main church building connected next to it. The area is about twice the area of ​​the surrounding residential buildings, and it is surrounded by a gravel paved road. The road separates it from the surrounding residential buildings.

Zhu Jue squatted on the roof of the house closest to the church and looked at the clock tower about 5 meters away across the street.

After taking off his shoes and socks, a diamond-shaped sand block formed by gravel appeared in the palm of his hand, and then a sand rope extended downwards. Zhu Jue held the middle part, aimed at the position, and swung the sand rope to throw the diamond-shaped sand block towards the top of the bell tower.

When it got close to a certain distance, the diamond-shaped sand block immediately began to transform into a ferocious sand snake, which actively coiled around the bell tower. After wrapping around it for several times, it opened its mouth and gnawed directly on the corner of the bell tower. Its fangs were embedded, which helped Zhu Jue fix his position. .

"Well done, I don't support you in vain!"

After praising the scavenger, the next thing became easier. Zhu Jue just jumped forward. The scavenger who had already fixed the position immediately began to pull back and pull Zhu Jue's whole body towards the bell tower.

"This technique should tell Flo that my name is Peter Parker."

Zhu Jue, who was barefoot, relied on the spider's ability to crouch against the wall in a posture perpendicular to the tower. He looked down at his condition and muttered to himself.

Recovering his strength, he dropped his body to the roof of the church. Finally, relying on his hands to support him, he rolled forward lightly and came directly to the skylight on the top of the church, through which he could peek into the church.

I have to say that arriving early is worse than arriving by chance.

inside the church

Rows of white candles were placed in a ring. About nine men in black robes knelt in the middle of the candle ring, chanting some kind of strange spell. The blessing on the roof was felt in my mind almost instantly. buzzing sound.

These guys are performing some evil ritual!

"Yeah! Shub Nicholas! The black goat of the forest that gives birth to thousands of descendants!"

When they read a special syllable, these cultists suddenly looked up at the church roof and yelled a word that Zhujue could hear in the form of a shout.

Then they began to make noisy, meaningless, yet disgusting shouts. There was no fixed tone, they were just shouting randomly, as if to imitate some kind of chaotic evil existence.

"It's really noisy."

Holding San Riyue's knife handle tightly, Zhu Jue was not prepared to listen to such crazy howls anymore. He wanted all these guys to shut up!

However, just when he was about to break the skylight and forcibly change his profession to a berserker, the noise under the skylight suddenly stopped. He leaned down to check again and found that some of the cultists had already stood up and walked to the altar table where they had knelt before.

There was a bamboo basket covered with black cloth. There seemed to be something inside, which was constantly pushing against the cloth covering it.

The man held a bamboo basket the size of an ordinary washbasin and stood in front of the people who were still kneeling on the ground. He seemed to whisper something, and then the others stood up one after another and put their hands into the bamboo basket. .

Zhu Jue clearly saw that they all seemed to be injured when they took their hands out again. Blood kept dripping on the floor, but no one made a sound.

Suddenly, a corner of the black cloth stretched back a certain distance due to the struggle of the thing it was covering, and Zhu Jue subconsciously moved closer to the skylight.

A dark tentacle!

"Tsk, I met a group of cultists who like to carry lanterns before. This time I met a group of guys who like to worship tentacle monsters."

Zhu Jue temporarily stopped thinking about killing these people directly. He wanted to find out what these people were doing in this village.

"The time of dedication has come, and the children of the great Lord will be born in front of us in the following dedication day ceremony!"

It was still the man in black robe holding the bamboo basket. He held the bamboo basket high in the air, and the enthusiasm in his words made Zhu Jue realize that what was in the basket was probably not a good thing.

But at this time, Zhu Jue was more concerned about what the man said about the upcoming dedication day ceremony than what was in the basket.

These cultists did not continue to stay in the church. After completing the ceremony, they immediately began to move outside, as if they were going somewhere, and the bamboo basket was also taken away by them.

This time Zhu Jue did not wait any longer and used the sand scavenger to open the skylight and jump directly into the church.

He didn't check anything, but rushed towards the church door at an extremely fast speed the moment he landed, opening it a crack while deliberately making a noise.

Zhiqua~

The sound of the door turning unsurprisingly attracted the attention of those at the end of the queue who had just walked out a few steps.

"As long as one person, not the leader, is the condition to let you live a few more minutes."

If Zhu Jue wants to know what these cultists want to do, the best way is to sneak into their team directly and eavesdrop on their conversations at close range, but he cannot replace the leader because of that guy's status Obviously different from the cultists around him, he can be easily seen through.

It turned out that Zhu Jue was lucky. Although three people noticed that the church door was open, only one of them came to close it in the end. The other two just looked at it and turned around to continue walking.

In order not to fall behind, the man almost jogged all the way back. However, when he returned to the door and reached out to grab the door handle, a dark brown tentacle wrapped around his arm in advance.

Before he could react, more than a dozen tentacles suddenly rushed out from the crack in the door. From his sleeves and the hem of his black robe, they came into direct and complete intimate contact with him.

"I heard that you like tentacles. Are you satisfied?"

Zhu Jue leaned against the door of the church and looked at the cultists who were dragged into the church and devoured by the scavengers, their faces hidden in the darkness.

For these guys who don't treat people as human beings, it is naturally impossible for Zhu Jue to treat them as human beings.

"I uh."

The cultist, whose body was wrapped by the sand snake transformed by the scavenger, pointed at Zhu Jue. He wanted to say something but his mouth was immediately covered. In the end, he could only fall to the side with fear in his eyes.

In less than ten seconds, the scavenger took the black robe and put it on Zhu Jue. When the church door was opened again, a middle-aged blond man with a thin face and a cold light in his eyes walked out. .

Zhu Jue trotted to keep up with the team in front of him who had just reached the corner. He didn't say much as he got closer. He just stood at the back of the team and followed step by step.

The people in front didn't come over to ask him anything, they just glanced at him, made sure there was nothing wrong, and continued walking forward.

The whole team came to an open space in the village and stopped. Zhu Jue's eyes scanned the surroundings and found nothing special.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise from the radio station not far away, and then there was some weird sound that sounded like a curse!