Nightmare’s Call

At the party, there were soul hunters, but most of them were ordinary people.

Many ordinary people who are unable to survive are forced to helplessly and will choose to join this rank.

The moral standards of soul hunters are getting lower and lower, which is not a good thing.

Ansel also knew this problem. But this cannot be reversed by him alone.

Because the spirit hunting people are still not strong today, the evil organization often finds excuses to constantly suppress them.

And the more indulgent, the more soul hunters who have no bottom line, many are very powerful.

So everyone can only endure it.

Ansel walked slowly down the street, glancing at the things on the floor.

There are exquisite precious jewellery in the past, and ordinary boxed instant noodles with expired dates. There are also stones and wood that look weird.

Kuroshio is not completely constant.

The so-called Kuroshio is a tidal wave, with subtle tides.

So many people, in order to earn food, Baba waited for the tide to go to the edge of the Kuroshio to pick up something that looks useful.

These people, Ansel called them scavengers.

It's just that these recent scavengers seem to have increased in number ...

He frowned slightly across a scavenger stall, and there was very little to see above. In addition to stone and wood, there are various drinking and food items that scavengers find in those abandoned buildings.

Although most of them can not be eaten and the pollution index is explosive, for the soul hunter, there may be a way to purify it.

Pursue the priests who believe in the Holy Light to purify and separate the edible parts, which can be regarded as food.

Ansel was looking for a popular stall in the scavenger tribe. He usually looked for things in that stall.

The other party didn't come today.

"What about Sora? Why didn't you see her come out to the stall?" He asked out loud.

"Sora will not come to the stalls in the future. She has become one of the members of the Salvation Deity. Now she has eaten and drank, and she has already lost sight of this."

"The Salvation God?" As the leader of some well-known soul hunters nearby, Ansel also had a team of more than a dozen soul hunters. Once in the team, there was also one person who participated in what Salvation God. The sound.

"How? Is the Salvation God developing so fast now?" Ansel asked suddenly.

"It wasn't good before. It's tepid. Recently this week, their business has been developing very frequently. It is said that they often distribute food and drink every day. The benefits are very good!"

A stall owner on one side answered in an envious tone.

"The welfare is very good? Where do they get their food? Don't you think everyone is a holy city?" Ansel sighed.

"Holy city? Maybe they are the down-line organizations developed by forces like holy city?" Someone couldn't help but whisper.

Ansel stopped talking.

As long as people want to deceive themselves, no matter what the situation, they will find many reasons.

The stalls around them seemed to have opened a box, and whenever you talked about the Redeemer, you said everything to me.

In a bunch of words, suddenly a word caught Ansel's attention.

"It is said that even the Holy City has people from the Salvation Gods!"

"Holy city ....." Ansel quieted slightly.

He vaguely had a bad hunch.

.........

.........

Tree Minton.

Khadura quietly supported his umbrella and walked down the street in the light rain.

There is still more than two weeks from the retreat of the body.

For two weeks, she would let herself and her avatar take to the streets every day, look around for patrols, and stabilize the order of the entire city.

This city is so stable because of her.

At Khadola, this is more than just a taboo name. Still a sign.

"If you are not obedient, send you to Kadula Beauty Salon!" This sentence is not just a joke used by parents to intimidate their children.

"If you cry anymore, ask Kadu to come in and take you away!"

Parents also like to say another word.

All these are vividly reflected, and today Kadura has a large image in the holy city.

The beauty salon she opened, as long as she discovered that there were illegal and disorderly disciplined members, especially those who had no legal jurisdiction, and were found to be digging into the air and rubbing the ball.

Such people, Kadula, will give them a beauty package for free.

Of course, the beauty is not the real face, but the heart.

Through some whitewashing techniques unique to the temple, every guest who enters the beauty salon of Kadula, like Mu Chunfeng, can let go of everything, and willingly join the family of beauty salons. Become part of Kadula.

Yes.

"This is my plan to perfectly show my aesthetics." Khadola recalled his actions with a little pride in his heart.

"Brother Ontology retreats. As a younger brother and sister, I naturally have to worry about everyone. Beauty in the beauty salon is not only people, but cities.

I am doing beauty for people in the whole city, and for their soul. "

Khadola felt that her mission was getting heavier and heavier, but this feeling of carrying the mission, although also feared by others, did not make her resentful.

Walk past a newly opened bakery.

Through the glass door of the bakery, she saw that the clerk inside had a slightly morbid complexion and was careful to introduce something to a few guests.

Although it is more than ten meters away, there is still a heavy gate.

But Kadula could still hear the voice inside.

Some terms about the God of Salvation are constantly appearing in the clerk's introduction.

She seems to be trying to get guests into it. Just join and get a discount on bread purchases.

One off?

This is almost free.

The two guests were also faintly intriguing.

Khadola stood outside the door, staring silently at the people inside.

She had also heard the name of the Redeemer before.

This organization seems to be a non-governmental non-governmental organization. It also went to the temple for archival filing.

The acts they engage in are also legal. There is no gathering of people to cause trouble, and no evil ideas are preached to disturb the society.

The only thing they do is to find a lot of materials from the outside Kuroshio area after each period, and then sell them to members at a very low price.

Khadola doesn't care how these little sects survive and how he pulls people. He only cares if there is something wrong with the other party.

Standing outside the door and listening for a while, she confirmed that there was nothing problematic in the conversation of the people inside. Then slowly paced and walked in other directions.

Just where he didn't notice.

After the two customers had eaten the free food that the clerk gave them, the pupils of their eyes began to change extremely slightly.

This change, even by themselves, was unaware of it.

The guests are just happy to buy cheap and good bread for themselves.