Mystic Dominator

"What! Someone died again?"

Hearing such news, the priest suddenly panicked.

The expression on his face was full of anxiety and fear, and even his tone became a little trembling.

Grabbing the little boy in front of him, he stared at him intently:

"Is it still on the boat? Is it still a fisherman? When did he die? What happened this time?"

"I... I just came to report..."

The little boy was already emotionally unstable, but when the priest grabbed his shoulders and questioned him like this, his already red eyes almost shed tears, and the words in his mouth couldn't be articulated clearly:

"Wharf...fishing boats...dead people..."

Watching two emotionally charged people drag each other down, with little valid information and progress between Q\u0026A.

Finally, Ronald couldn't stand it anymore.

He walked over and patted the priest on the shoulder, his tone as slow as possible:

"Mr. Conney, you're scaring the kid."

"Let me ask."

"well?"

After being reminded by Ronald, the priest realized how impulsive his actions were.

Quickly took two steps back, he let go of the hands pinched on the boy's shoulders, his eyes filled with guilt and remorse:

"Son, I'm so sorry."

"I'm so nervous."

It's a pity that such an apology didn't work.

The little boy was still there with a flustered expression, and the fear in his pupils hadn't eased at all.

Seeing this situation, Ronald simply walked over and bent down so that his eyes were at the same height as the little boy.

Seriously staring at each other's pupils, he opened his mouth and said:

"Good boy, I know you may have seen something very scary just now, but you can rest assured, Uncle...Big brother, I came to Celepys just to deal with this matter."

"So tell me."

"What's going on at the pier?"

The posture of equal eye contact lowered the little boy's vigilance and comforted him for a while, and his mood finally stabilized. Glancing out of the church with some fear in his eyes, the little boy said:

"Still...still at the pier."

"The grown-ups who came back this morning heard the priest say that it's all right. They were already ready to harvest, but when they returned to the pier, they found that one family hadn't disembarked today!"

"Then...then they immediately gathered around to check."

"I saw that corpse!"

"..."

After thinking for two or three seconds, Ronald asked:

"Did it just happen?"

The little boy simply nodded and said:

"Yes, as soon as the news got out, I ran to the church."

Hearing the boy's answer, Ronald nodded, then turned to look at the priest.

"Mr. Connie, take care of this child first."

"I'll go to the pier to see the specific situation. If there is a problem, I will deal with it."

"no problem."

The voice of the priest behind him came to his ears, and without any hesitation, Ronald straightened up and walked towards the door of the church.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the revolver in his arms.

If there are a lot of ordinary people present, then the black mist of "Divine Comedy" will not be easy to take out at that time, so let's try to use this thing...

Maybe traveling through this kind of thing can also cure the problem of shooting off the target?

While thinking, Ronald walked towards the pier of Celephas.

On the way to the destination, some women or children with frightened expressions can be seen everywhere on the streets, roads, and doorways around the town.

It's obvious—

After the priest told everyone yesterday that this place is safe,

Immediately had another problem this morning. This kind of 'distrust' of authority figures can easily make the crowd uneasy.

Not to mention the 'monsters' that still take human lives in Celefes now!

The mood sank a little bit.

Ronald rushed to the pier without saying a word.

From a long distance, he saw many people gathered around a wooden ferry, and a not too big fishing boat was docked at that berth.

Ronald tidied up his coat, then walked into the crowd:

"Excuse me, I want to examine the body of the victim."

"..."

The road gives way at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fisherman on the pier knew what the man in front of him was doing when he saw Ronald's attire.

After all, Willard and his three investigators had been working in Celephaz in the past few days.

Squeeze your way through the crowd and jump onto a fishing boat on a sampan.

Thanks to the strengthening of physical fitness in "The Divine Comedy", Ronald smelled a bloody smell after the pile of fish caught in the cabin.

It is definitely quite difficult to distinguish this from the smell of fish.

Following the smell, in the cabin not far away, the body of an adult man lay on the ground.

The blood of the dead was stained under the pale skin, mixed with the mucus of sea water and fish, and as long as one stepped down, one would surely step on these disgusting things.

Everything in front of him showed that this person was completely dead.

Ronald frowned, endured the discomfort in his heart, and walked to the corpse.

Even a fisherman who is used to a hard life can only stand outside and watch this kind of scene.

Standing under the gaze of everyone, Ronald squatted down and began to check.

At the first glance, Ronald saw something was wrong.

The deadliest wound on the corpse was different from the description he had seen in the documents before.

The fisherman who was killed by the mad researcher a few days ago basically had his belly disembowelled and his internal organs removed. Although this man also lost his internal organs, he also obviously lacked some muscles in his arms and thighs. organize.

How is this going......

Ronald is a little confused now.

At the beginning, he was more inclined to be influenced by the undiscovered magic book, and then he was reduced to the same fate as the researcher.

But if it is the interference of the same object, why is there such a big difference in the form of expression?

Shaking his head with surprise in his eyes, Ronald squatted and continued to examine the corpse.

Now he can only continue to study and see how much new news he can get from this corpse.

After too long, Ronald identified the injuries on the body.

The fatal wounds on the man's body were all cut by sharp tools, not the kind of marks left by humans gnawing or beasts biting.

in other words--

This guy was hacked to death with something like a sword, and then stripped of his flesh and blood.

Who the hell did this?

The information in hand is really not enough.

In doubt, Ronald looked at the fisherman standing outside the cabin:

"Anyone know what this guy's name is?"

"And recently, has he had any quarrels or physical conflicts with others?"

"..."

The fishermen were silent.

Ronald waited for about four or five breaths.

Finally a middle-aged fisherman walked out from the crowd.